Chapter 107
"Everyone! Everyone, calm down!"
The innkeeper was tied up and fell from the beam. On the other side, Lu Shiyu was putting meatballs into the hot pot.
The hot steam from the hot pot drifted high into the sky. The hotel owner who was hung up was in great pain and could only beg for mercy.
"How long will it take to heal?"
Yanhong sat backwards in the armchair, her eyes completely glued to the hot pot, and she kept swallowing her saliva with greed.
Lu Shiyu covered the pot, glanced at the wall clock and said, "Just simmer for a while."
Shaoxing Yang and Chen Yunliang stood on both sides of the hotel owner, staring at him with unfriendly eyes, while Tang Zeyu leaned on the sofa in the lobby and read the new issue of the base on the magazine rack.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the innkeeper tried to defend himself again: "Those things really have nothing to do with me!"
Shao Xingyang turned his head and asked Chen Yunliang, "Did he arrest you?"
Chen Yunliang shook his head and said, "Although the scene was very chaotic and I didn't see clearly who was there, he shouldn't be there."
"That's right! I didn't participate at all!" The hung innkeeper began to sway as he struggled, shouting, "Please, please let me down quickly! I'm almost being steamed up there!"
"Stop making noise!" Shaoxing Yang impatiently hit the innkeeper with a broom.
Chen Yunliang simply pushed his glasses up, showing no intention of stopping him. He said, "But I found a miniature camera in our room. This has nothing to do with you."
"this……"
In fact, the hotel owner really wanted to say that he didn't do it, but when he thought about the fact that the person who actually did those things was Zhang Hezhi, he couldn't afford to offend him. If he gave Zhang Hezhi up now, whether the people in front of him believed it or not was one thing, but what if Zhang Hezhi came to settle the score with him later!
Thinking that these people might leave in a few days, but Zhang Hezhi would always stay in the base, after weighing the pros and cons, the hotel owner suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to endure the current trouble.
"Mute?"
Another stick hit the innkeeper. Shaoxing Yang was of course holding back his strength. It was impossible for him to hang the innkeeper up and beat him like a pig, but he still used a lot of strength. He beat the innkeeper so hard that he screamed, so he achieved his goal of teaching him a lesson.
"Ouch! Ouch, stop hitting me! Ouch!"
"It's so noisy!"
Yan Hong stretched out her leg and kicked Shao Xingyang's calf, saying impatiently: "Can't you just block his mouth before beating him?"
"Yes."
Having said this, Shaoxing Yang picked up a piece of cloth from the front desk and stepped on a chair to cover the hotel owner's mouth, so as to prevent the police from being attracted by complaints of disturbing the public in the middle of the night. The hotel owner's hands and feet were tied, and he could only watch the rag approaching without any ability to fight back.
Just before the rag was stuffed into the innkeeper's mouth, Zhang Hezhi arrived in time.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Lu Shiyu straightened up and wiped his hands: "Eat."
Zhang Hezhi then noticed that there was a large table next to him which was made up of two tables put together, and he was suddenly speechless.
Shao Xingyang saw that Zhang Hezhi didn't say anything, and was about to cover the hotel owner's mouth again. The hotel owner saw Zhang Hezhi as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and struggled.
"Captain Zhang! Captain Zhang, come and save me!"
"That's enough. Hurry up and put him down," Zhang Hezhi walked over to Shao Xingyang and persuaded him, "If you have anything to say, talk it over. It's not right to hang him up."
Yan Hong said dissatisfiedly, "It's a good thing I didn't hang you up with me, you are the culprit."
Chen Yunliang: "You have contributed greatly to the way he is treated now."
Zhang Hezhi was speechless due to the constant sarcasm from several people. He could only smile bitterly and begged and persuaded Tang Zeyu, who was pretending to be invisible on the sofa, to stop these fake fathers.
Tang Zeyu slowly put down the new magazine in his hand and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Zhang Hezhi picked up a plastic bag full of things in his hand and said, "Of course I'm here to apologize. I'm so sorry. The base commander said you are indeed guests from the Shuguang Base. We misunderstood you, so I came all the way here to apologize to you."
Chen Yunliang glanced outside the door: "Why didn't the other person come?"
Zhang Hezhi said with some embarrassment: "She...she has something else to do and can't come for the time being."
Chen Yunliang didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just stopped talking. His silence made Zhang Hezhi feel uneasy.
"What did you buy? Let me see."
Yan Hong took the plastic bag carelessly, opened it, and saw a big greeting appear above her head.
"Why aren't you talking?" Lu Shiyu took the bag, glanced at the things in the bag, and fell silent.
Milk, fruit, bulk bread, brewed milk tea, snack gift packs... oh, and old-fashioned pastries.
"Is this... an apology?"
"Yes," Zhang Hezhi said, "These are the best-selling items in the supermarket."
Lu Shiyu was silent. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was deliberately making trouble to annoy people or whether he really thought these things were good.
However, Lu Shiyu still accepted it. He couldn't do anything to Zhang Hezhi anyway, so he had to accept the apology.
The innkeeper was let go and scrambled to get behind Zhang Hezhi. Shaoxing Yang sneered, "What a coward."
Tang Zeyu raised his head and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes, yes," Zhang Hezhi said, pulling out a pile of things from his inner pocket and handing them to Tang Zeyu. "Here are the things the base commander asked me to pass on. She said you can stay at Dawn Base as long as you don't cause any trouble. As for your ideas, the base commander thinks they're very interesting and would consider them."
Tang Zeyu just asked Zhang Hezhi to put the things on the table and didn't even intend to open it.
Zhang Hezhi didn't continue to make himself look bad. He smiled and said that he had something to do and had to leave. He left the innkeeper alone in the inn and pretended not to hear the innkeeper calling him.
As soon as Zhang Hezhi left, Shaoxing Yang quickly picked up the thick envelope from the table, opened it and saw that it was full of banknotes.
"Wow! Sure, that's a lot."
Shao Xingyang clapped his hands with the thick banknotes and said, "We don't have to worry about food during this period."
Speaking of eating, Lu Shiyu suddenly remembered that the hot pot was still cooking, and hurriedly opened the lid. The soup base in the pot had already produced dense bubbles due to boiling, and the bubbles rushed out as soon as the lid was opened. Lu Shiyu hurriedly turned down the heat, and only after the bubbles disappeared could he see the ingredients bubbling along with the soup base.
"It's time to eat."
When the topic of food came up, the others ignored everything else and sat around the table. The hotel owner waited nervously for a long time, and only when he saw that no one was paying attention to him did he dare to sneak away and hide under the counter.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Yan Hong took a deep breath and inhaled the aroma. "I haven't had hot pot in a long time. I'm so craving it."
Yan Hong picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the pot for a few seconds, took it out, put it in a dish of oil and rolled it around, then swallowed the saliva in her mouth before putting it into her mouth.
The aroma of sesame oil is thoroughly stimulated when it encounters heat. The instant oily feeling when entering the mouth tightly wraps the tip of the tongue, forming a smooth "protective film" that neutralizes the spiciness brought by the chili and garlic paste, while also reducing the high temperature of the meat slices to prevent the mouth from being burned.
Tang Zeyu scooped a spoonful from the pot with a slotted spoon. It was a huge hodgepodge of all kinds of ingredients. Rice cakes, vegetables, meatballs, potatoes, tripe, sausages, etc. were all bought at a random supermarket on the way back. He could only buy whatever was available.
Because there were too many miscellaneous ingredients, including some foreign ingredients that Lu Shiyu urgently processed for fear that they would go bad, the ingredients of this hot pot were extremely complicated. No one knew what they would get with a chopstick, and several people ended up eating a blind box hot pot.
"Hiss, so spicy."
Chen Yunliang walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of soda to cool himself down. The hotel owner who was hiding under the counter poked his head out, but he didn't dare to say a word and could only sob in his heart. The soda was charged separately, but he didn't dare ask these people for money!
As for why several people insisted on eating in the lobby, it was naturally because there was a smoke alarm installed in the room. If they ate in the room they would be splashed with water, so they could only eat in the lobby. The hotel owner looked at the people who were eating enthusiastically, and felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that he would have to clean up for them after they finished eating.
After a lot of effort, they finally ate and drank their fill and slowly went upstairs, leaving behind a mess. The hotel owner then walked out from under the counter with a look of grief on his face.
"Damn it, my stove, my pots, my table..."
All the utensils for the hot pot were sourced from the hotel, but the use of the kitchen came at a separate price. Not only did these people use it for free, they also drank a lot of his drinks for free!
Thinking of this, the innkeeper felt heartbroken.
"A bunch of robbers!"
Even if he wanted to curse, he didn't dare to curse too loudly, for fear that the people upstairs would hear him and come down to cause trouble for him. If they hung him up again, there would be no one to help him let him down.
The innkeeper was cleaning up the mess while cursing under his breath, not noticing three people walking in from the door.
"Boss, is this a hotel?"
The hotel owner heard the question and answered subconsciously: "Yes, you are preparing to check in..."
When the innkeeper turned around and saw the three people, he suddenly stopped. The appearance of these three people was really weird.
One has a mask on his face, one has a creepy smile, and the other looks like a quail. What kind of combination is this?
Not only did their words and actions behave strangely, but all three of them were covered in dirt and dust, looking like they had just returned from a survival mission in the wilderness.
The innkeeper intuitively felt that something was wrong with the three people and that they had ill intentions, but he had no excuse to refuse them.
"That's perfect. Please check us in."
Bayard smiled, dusted off his shoulders, and said, "We desperately need a place to rest."
The innkeeper grumbled inwardly, "Who would come out to look for a hotel this late? Most people would come early to check into a hotel and go home at night. Who would check into a hotel at this time?"
"I'm sorry, guests, you've arrived too late. I don't have enough rooms."
The hotel owner didn't want to receive these people who looked very strange. He had already received a group of problematic people, and he really couldn't handle three more.
"It's okay, we can squeeze in." The captain looked at the remaining pieces on the table and said, "How many rooms do you have left?"
"Just, just one room."
Someone just checked out today, leaving a room vacant.
Bayard clapped his hands happily: "That's perfect! Hurry up and get us a room."
The hotel owner said with an embarrassed expression: "That's not good. The three of you are squeezed into one room."
Bayard still smiled and said, "We can squeeze in, and you don't have to worry about the room fee. We will pay you double."
"It's not about the money, it's mainly about you..."
Before the innkeeper could finish his words, a scarlet scimitar was put to his neck.
"Hey, don't be so shameless," Bayard's smile instantly faded, leaving only impatience and cruelty. He threatened, "I told you, we need a room. You only have two choices now. One is to go and get us a room, or I'll take your head off and find a room myself."
"Bayard."
The captain called out Bayard's name in a cold voice. In the past, Bayard would have stopped, but now he was really annoyed, very annoyed.
He had to sleep in the open air, had no food to eat and no warm sleep, and had to endure the dirt and smell on his body. The resentment accumulated in the past few days had made it impossible for him to think normally. He just wanted to find a place to take a comfortable shower and sleep.
"I'll go get you a room right away!"
Just before the blade was about to penetrate the flesh, the innkeeper was finally able to make a sound. He crawled to the front desk and picked up a key tremblingly.
"This is room 202. You can find it by going upstairs."
"That's more like it."
Bayard regained his smile, snatched the key and went upstairs first, followed by the captain and Neil.
After confirming that several plague gods had gone up, the innkeeper sat down on the ground exhaustedly against the wall. When he wiped his face, he was already sweating profusely.
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