The shopkeeper who looked down the account heard someone asking questions and looked up to entertain the guests.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up at the night feathers, the face of the shopkeeper suddenly changed. One finger and one finger outside the door: "Go out!"

"Well?" The night feathers blinked and looked at the treasurer's gaze. It was not the self but the back of the shopkeeper.

The night feathers squinted at the side, and Lao Lai stood there laughing...

Lao Lai Chao boss smiled and pointed to the night feathers: "The palm, the treasurer, long time no see, I came with her, this is my master, the master does not speak, we are slaves, do not dare to move. ”

Seeing a pot buckle on himself, the night feathers flashed a few helplessness in the eyes, no wonder others named the old man Lao Lai, this depends on how many accounts can lead to this reaction.

"He owes money here?" The night feathers, Liu Mei, picked up and turned to look at the treasurer.

The treasurer looked at Lao Lai and looked at the night feathers. He took a look at the moment and revealed a smile: "Yes, the old Laitou owes me a point in this account. You are going to help him." Anyway?"

The tone of the treasurer is full of temptations, and there is no hope for the night feathers to pay back the old Lai.

In the parting, the status of the slave is similar to that of the beast. The master has the power to kill the slave, and the owner pays off the slave, unless the owner is in a good mood.

Yu Yu looked at the old man behind him, and his tone was somewhat helpless: "How much gold he owes."

When I heard the night feathers, the shopkeeper’s face smiled even more. I quickly flipped the book. I usually looked at my mouth and said, “Not much, it’s a small meaning for you, find it.”

The treasurer raised the account book in front of the night feathers. "A total of three thousand gold coins owed, Miss, look?"

"For me, let me open two good rooms." The night feathers frowned slightly.

"Two?" A glimpse of the shopkeeper, looked at the night feathers around, the expression is a bit strange: "Guest, a friend, you have a friend?"

"No, give him a room." Night Feather squinted with his eyes behind him.

what?

This is not only the shackles of the shopkeeper, but even the guests who watched the movie were stunned, let a slave live in a good room, this woman is crazy! Good room for 30 gold coins a night.

In the parting, do not say the room, the slave can sleep in the firewood room is not bad, anyway, the slaves are not low, even if you sleep in the snow, you will not get sick, give the slaves a good room, this can be a hundred years.

"Is there a problem?" Yu Yu looked at the shopkeeper's surprised expression and had a slight dissatisfaction.

"Ah, no, this is your room key, you take it." The treasurer handed a copper key to the night feather.

The night feathers turned and went straight upstairs.

Lao Lai saw his master upstairs, laughing and pleasing to the front of the counter: "The treasurer, my key, my key."

"Hey, you are lucky, bought by a good person, I don't know when this owner was killed by you." The shopkeeper's gloomy face threw a key.

"Oh, it won't be, the shopkeeper will see you." Lao Lai laughed and walked up the stairs. He just stepped over and looked at the shopkeeper: "That will give two good tables on the table, one in the room. table."

When I heard this, the mouth of the shopkeeper was pumping, but I just said that the money was counted on her account, and the treasurer had to tell the kitchen to do it.

Seeing Lai Lai upstairs, the voice of the guests on the first floor gradually grew.

"I heard that there is no such thing. This Lao Lai is a disaster star. I don’t want to say it. I have killed more than a dozen buyers in these years."