Chapter 153 Borrowing the Door

After leaving the water house, Xia Yan walked straight to the bubble house.

Passing through the sky blue vortex, you will see a one-bedroom, one-living room house with simple and warm furniture.

The whole house is wrapped in an oversized transparent bubble.

Under the sunlight, colorful circles of light are printed.

The bedroom has a large round bed with the controller on it.

The privacy of the bubble can be easily controlled.

It can also switch between semi-matte mode and unidirectional mode.

It can also automatically identify the interior and will issue an alarm when the customer does not switch to private mode.

In addition, the bubble house has a 3-meter private area.

"The minimum lease term is three months, and a total of 70,000 points are collected. Water and electricity bills are at your own expense. The rent will be collected one week before the check-in date each month." Xia Yan said.

Having already seen the private island, there’s no need to experience it again.

Now she was going back to the main store to see if any of the customers were willing to stay there.

Just as she was about to step out of the door, a little bear jumped over and blocked her way.

"Boss, why don't you go upstairs and take a look? I heard that the boss can go wherever he wants, so cool."

Um?

Xia Yan stopped.

"Okay, I'll go up and take a look."

The little bear behind me is smiling cutely.

Going up the spiral staircase, a barrier suddenly appeared in front of me.

Xia Yan reached out and pressed on it.

After a scan of light, the barrier disappeared.

After crossing, the scene in front of me changed instantly.

It was different from the dim second floor seen downstairs.

The hall is extremely spacious and bright, with golden sunlight shining all over the floor.

At the very center there is a cylindrical aperture similar to a teleportation array.

There are different doors inside.

The main store, branch stores, private islands, private courtyards, and even the doors to private islands for rent.

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows, walked into the light circle and pushed open the door of the main store.

"Customer, there are really no rooms for rent. You can register to reserve a room. I will notify you when there is a vacant room."

A somewhat anxious voice came from behind the door.

"Is there really no room left?"

“It’s really gone!”

Xia Yan walked through the corridor and saw two men surrounding the front desk, staring at Xiong Xiong without blinking.

"Long Ear, it said it's gone." The man with pigtails said to the people around him.

"Then... let's go." His eyes swept over Xia Yan who was passing by.

"Walk."

"Don't you two customers need to register?" Xiong Xiong waved the small notebook in his hand.

The two walked out of the store without looking back.

It’s a pity for Xiongxiong.

Xia Yan glanced at the two people's backs and said, "Xiongxiong, don't be like this in the future. They can stay here if they want. We need to maintain a high standard."

Xiongxiong nodded.

“How many people have booked rooms now?”

"Not many at the moment, just five or six households." Xiong Xiong felt a little depressed and touched his belly embarrassedly.

"It's okay. The house on Ishidajima is now available for rent. Go to the rental department and check it out. When you're done, come back and post a notice to see if anyone is willing to move in."

Xia Yan placed the holiday door on the wall of the living room and slipped in.

She was the only one left in the hall watching over the shop.

Xia Yan put his feet on the sofa and lazily turned on the TV.

The temperature outside has long returned to normal now.

Customers no longer have to choose the right time to go out.

Some time ago they were busy breaking up kapok kernels to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts.

He disappeared again in the past few days.

I'm afraid she is the one with the most free time here.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang!"

A loud banging sound came from outside, and Xia Yan sat up from the sofa.

What happened outside?

She walked outside the hotel.

It turned out to be the long-eared man and the pigtailed man who were about to move in.

They were smashing other people's houses with sticks they had found from somewhere.

The bricks and wooden doors that were added later were opened in a few seconds.

The two of them glanced at Xia Yan, then walked in as if nothing had happened and took over his position.

Just at this time, the guests who were staying outside came back.

Holding today's harvest in his hands, he walked home happily.

"Lao Zhang, you're so lucky today! You actually found a pair of down pants. You really have a sharp eye."

Everyone looked at the package on his back with envy.

Those are down pants.

What a lucky guy.

Old Zhang chuckled, held on to his straps tightly and said nothing.

"Hey, whose house is that?"

A middle-aged woman pointed at the house with the open door and shouted.

Everyone was startled and looked in the direction.

That is——

Everyone looked at Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang's face turned ugly in an instant.

"Damn it, who the hell is this bastard! How dare you take advantage of this opportunity to steal my lair?"

Old Zhang pulled out the scissors from his ankle and walked towards his home in a menacing manner.

The people behind looked at each other and slowly moved back home.

Zou Yu took Zhang Manxue's hand and walked straight into the hotel.

Lao Zhang's roar came from the house:

"Who are you two? This is my house. If you want to live here, go find a place for yourselves!"

A leisurely voice came out: "This is the house we are looking for."

Zou Yu and Zhang Manxue looked at each other and quickened their pace.

"What are you looking for? Don't you see something inside?" Lao Zhang kicked the door hard, completely destroying the originally shaky door.

"Hehe, this old man is being rude to us." The voice was light and airy.

Next second.

Lao Zhang was kicked out.

It flew directly to the opposite door, hit the wall and fell to the ground, its body curled up like a shrimp, its face flushed with pain.

It shocked the crowd of people watching around.

Two people walked out of the room slowly, leaned against the wall with their arms folded, and asked jokingly:

"Old man, is this your home or mine?"

Old Zhang struggled to get up from the ground, feeling a dull pain in his chest and back.

"Old man?"

"You, yours. Ahem."

"Heh. Wouldn't it be better if you knew better earlier?"

The two of them looked around at everyone's expressions and walked back to the room, leaving a final sentence:

"Old man, fix the door for me."

No one around dared to speak, nor did they dare to look at Lao Zhang's miserable appearance. They quickly hid back in their own home and quietly bolted the door.

There was no sound on the entire street.

Old Zhang coughed a few times, stood up and picked up the broken door, trying to put it on the door frame.

"Could you please change it to a new one?"

Old Zhang shuddered, "Okay, okay."

But where could he find a new door?

He pounded his stuffy chest, breathing raggedly from his throat, and his eyes darted around.

Soon he saw the double door of the house of the bearded man with whom he had a good relationship.

Old Zhang was delighted and walked over and knocked on the outer door.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

No one answered from inside.

He thought about it and rang again.

“…Who is it?”

A small voice came from the crack of the door.

He looked back at the home that once belonged to him, and whispered back close to the crack of the door:

"It's me, Lao Zhang. Ahem."

"...Oh...what is it?"

"Lend me the door, I'll return it to you later."

There was no sound behind the door.

Lao Zhang put his ear to it and listened carefully to the movement inside.

After a long while, a voice came from inside again: "Brother, it's not that I don't want to lend it to you, I have plenty on hand too. How about you look somewhere else?"