Chapter 122 (1/2)

Dong Wenfeng looked around the Inn and went out again. Only then did he find that there was a small monument at the beginning and end of the alley.

On this stone tablet, there are two words: empty lane.

Don't think Dong Wenfeng knows that the name of this alley is empty alley.

It's just that there are so many shops that they call such a name. Is it difficult that they don't think their business is good?

Poisonous!

Or does Dong Wenfeng think by touching his chin, or is this a ghost lane? What dimension did you walk into?

Thinking of this, Dong Wenfeng smiled first. It seems that the old man and himself are right.

I really can't read novels casually.

Dong Wenfeng returned to his position in the inn. As soon as he sat down, he heard the landlady's voice like Qingquan: ”the food is coming.”

This voice surprised Dong Wenfeng. Is there really something to eat in the inn?

Just after thinking about it, Dong Wenfeng saw the landlady coming back with a big bag of takeout.

The other party bought food from the next door and gave it to himself! The price is twice as expensive as other places! You're kidding!

Can't you be an inn owner!

Dong Wenfeng make complaints about Tucao.

But after thinking about it, I don't have to eat the dishes that have been put for half a year. It sounds good. This time, he was hungry anyway. Dong Wenfeng was not polite. He directly picked up chopsticks and began to eat. Dong Wenfeng had no requirements for food, so he thought the taste was not too bad.

The landlady's practice is also a wake-up call for Dong Wenfeng. It seems that she can live in the Inn at ordinary times and order takeout when she is hungry.

After a pause, Dong Wenfeng remembered another thing. The landlady didn't go out from the front door. Why did she pack a takeout?

Don't think about it. Dong Wenfeng can almost guess. It seems that there is not only a kitchen behind the inn, but also a back door leading to another street.

However, the general facade has this setting, and Dong Wenfeng is not surprised.

After eating and drinking, Dong Wenfeng looked at the landlady and said, ”let's go up and have a look at the room.”

The landlady nodded and took out a bunch of old keys: ”Sir, do you want to live in a style room or a standard room?”

Dong Wenfeng was ashamed for a moment and said, ”standard room.”

No one cleaned downstairs, and no one cleaned upstairs. Dong Wenfeng looked up and found that it was full of dust.

Just now Dong Wenfeng had a glimmer of hope for the inn, but now he finally couldn't resist and asked the landlady behind him, ”don't you clean this room?”

The landlady said, ”you don't live in my house. Clean it yourself.”

Dong Wenfeng: ”... What?”

The landlady crossed her hands on her chest: ”don't you like it?”

Clearly angry, even angry with a unique beauty.

Dong Wenfeng thought for a while and finally conceded defeat. After all, this is the only one in the capital that meets his conditions. He nodded: ”I'm happy to clean it.”

The landlady threw a key to each other: ”it's almost the same.” Then he turned and left: ”now these people are too lazy to be like pigs. They don't know where to clean and where to form the habit.”

Dong Wenfeng was in place with a sweat on his face. Is the other party saying he is a pig?