Chapter 530 Searching the Inn
Fubao slowly pondered over what Jia Yanbing said, and gained a lot of insights from it.
"Sir, are you planning to create a gimmick for our clothes?"
Fubao asked in a soft voice.
"That's right. We also need to make up a gimmick for this piece of clothing. At least there is nothing wrong with the fur. It is definitely top-quality fur. The gimmick must be enough to drive up the price."
Jia Yanbing then told the father and daughter his plan one by one.
He didn't stop until the waiter brought the food.
As soon as the food was served, Wan Laoer and Fubao had no time to talk and they ate with relish. Although Jia Yanbing was also hungry, he ate very elegantly, which was pleasing to the eye.
Every time Wan Laoer had a meal with Jia Yanbing, he always felt that he was too rude, but he could never learn her elegance, as if it was engraved in his bones.
Wan Lao Er ordered six dishes and a large bowl of rice. In less than half an hour, only soup was left on the table.
Fubao covered his bloated belly and burped, then lay on the bed, motionless.
Wan Laoer called the waiter to clean up the dishes. Jia Yanbing returned to her room to rest. Wan Laoer went to undress Fubao, but found that the little guy had just shouted "I'm full" and now he was sleeping.
When Wan Laoer was taking off Fubao's clothes, a hundred-liang silver note fell out of Fubao's clothes.
Wan Laoer didn't know that Fubao had earned one hundred taels of silver. He was just anxious to listen to Jia Yanbing talk about the Seventh Master's background and how to make money quickly.
That's why he was shocked when he saw the hundred taels of silver note. However, seeing that his daughter was sleeping so soundly, it was not convenient to wake her up. Wan Laoer had to bear it and put the hundred taels of silver note away. He even forgot to ask his daughter what happened when she went to the Marquis' Mansion.
Wan Laoer reflected on his behavior at this time and realized that he was really an unqualified father.
Wan Laoer and Jia Yanbing both went to bed.
But the Seventh Master and his minions have not slept yet.
"Seventh Master, we've searched everywhere, but no one has seen the father and daughter. Their accents don't sound like they're from the capital. Could they be staying at the inn?"
The Seventh Master was wearing a cloak and riding a tall horse, followed by a group of minions. The leading servant led them to search around but did not find anyone, so he came to report.
"Then search each inn for me. Start the search with the restaurant where we had lunch as the center. Don't miss any inn. Their characteristics are obvious and you will know them after asking them. That girl is pretty and she has a dog with her. Most people will have an impression of her. If you still can't find her this time, you don't need to come to see me tomorrow. Just let the traffickers take her away."
The servant was so frightened that he quickly bowed and ran out.
They went to the back door of the drugstore today but didn't find any carriage, so they returned empty-handed. They didn't even know which nobleman took the yellow-haired girl away.
Now this method is the only way to search.
Qiye's confidant came forward and whispered to Qiye, "Qiye, it's just a Tibetan mastiff. We can get it by spending some money. Why are you getting so angry?"
"You little dog slave, what do you know? That's a purebred Tibetan mastiff. Just look at its fur and you'll know it's the most noble breed. Do you think you can get it with money? How venomous is the prince's eye? Do you want me to fool the prince with a mixed-breasted dog? Do I want to die, or do you?"
The confidant quickly opened his mouth and said: "I am wrong. Whether the master is happy or angry, I will go and help them find it immediately."
The confidant knew that he would not get any good results if he stayed there, so he quickly found an excuse to slip away.
Only then did he realize that the Seventh Master was looking for the Tibetan Mastiff in order to show his filial piety to the prince.
But it seems that their Seventh Master has not met the Prince yet?
Prince Li is the only prince of the dynasty and the emperor's uncle, but he is only a few years older than the emperor. He likes to collect rare things, such as Tibetan Mastiff, which is a rare breed. Qi Ye wants to use the Tibetan Mastiff to show off in front of Prince Li. After all, he always does things outside under the banner of the palace. He is scared to death if he is discovered by the palace. However, if he uses the Tibetan Mastiff to show off in front of the prince, it will be easier to explain in the future.
The servants were running all over the street. There was still an hour before curfew, so they had limited time, only this one hour.
But one hour was enough for them. Searching only the inn would be more specific than searching every household. After all, the number of inns nearby was limited.
With the restaurant as the center, there are a total of five inns counting outwards, but they are in five directions.
The servants dispersed and searched in five directions.
The inn where Wan Laoer and his friends were staying was closest to the restaurant, and the servant quickly arrived at the door of the inn.
At this time, there were no guests in the lobby on the first floor of the inn. Everyone felt cold and had returned to their rooms. In addition, there were quite a few students staying in this inn, and everyone had to review their lessons, so the lights in the guest rooms were still on. Only a few guest rooms on the second floor had their lights off. Two of them were Wan Laoer and Jia Yanbing's rooms, and they had already fallen asleep.
"Boss, are there two people with a dog staying here today? A man with a little girl. The little girl is very cute. It's a black Tibetan mastiff."
The shopkeeper did not answer immediately, but asked: "What do you want to see them for?"
"Yes, our Seventh Master asked us to find someone. If you dare to hide anything, you will be in big trouble."
When the shopkeeper heard the name of Seventh Master, his face changed immediately with fear. Although he was not very afraid of this man, he was very difficult to deal with and his methods were despicable. As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain. This man is a villain among villains. Businessmen like them would rather suffer some losses and lose some money when encountering such a troublemaker than to confront Seventh Master, who is like a bandit leader. Otherwise, he will come to disturb you every few days and you will not be able to do business well.
However, protecting the privacy of guests is also the basic obligation of their inn. If an ordinary person came to ask, the shopkeeper would definitely not give out Wan Laoer and the others. But since Qi Ye's people came to ask, he really had to think carefully.
When the servant saw that the shopkeeper was hesitant to speak, he knew there was a clue.
"What? It's hard to say?" The servant had already walked behind the shopkeeper, walked around the shopkeeper, and stared at the shopkeeper closely, making the shopkeeper break out in a cold sweat on his back.
"We do have a few people here today, but I'm not sure if they are the people you are looking for." The shopkeeper whispered.
"What do you mean?"
"We do have two of the people you mentioned living here, but they are not two, they are three."
Upon hearing this, the servant immediately asked, "Which room do they live in?"
The shopkeeper pointed upstairs and immediately lowered his head and dared not say a word. If this got out, his business would be difficult in the future.
The shopkeeper was really in a dilemma. He felt very bitter. If he didn't tell anyone, he would offend Mr. Seventh. But if he told anyone, he would offend the customers. In this way, he would not please anyone.
Moreover, Wan Lao Er is his big customer. However, he is not short of guests this year. After all, all the students come to the capital, and all the big inns are full.
The servant ran upstairs without saying a word. The shopkeeper sighed heavily downstairs: If you want to blame someone, blame Master Seventh, don't blame me, there's nothing I can do.
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