Si Jia nodded, then casually asked the innkeeper, "Why is the inn so deserted right now?"
Feng Guang looked back and realized that there were hardly any guests in the lobby, a stark contrast to the lively scene when they first arrived last night.
The shopkeeper replied, "Didn't these people stay up too late last night? So now, they're probably still in bed."
"Yes, I saw a lot of people sitting in the lobby drinking yesterday." Feng Guang asked, "Boss, do all the people here really like to drink?"
"Young lady, you may not know this, but our town may not be famous, but few towns can match our brewing skills. So, the people in our town can't live without wine at every meal, and it's common for them to drink until the wee hours of the morning."
Feng Guang knew that every place had its own customs, but she didn't expect that there was such a custom as drinking until midnight. She asked with great interest, "Shopkeeper, since you are so good at brewing wine, can you brew the famous agarwood wine?"
“Agarwood wine, isn’t that a wine unique to Liubi Kingdom?” The shopkeeper pondered for a moment. “Agarwood wine requires a special ingredient, which is a special kind of yeast. Our environment and climate here cannot produce it.”
"Wow, shopkeeper, you know so much!" Feng Guang exclaimed in admiration. She had only asked casually, but she never expected that the shopkeeper would be able to explain all the reasons why it couldn't be brewed.
Admired by a young and beautiful girl, the innkeeper stroked his beard with pride. "Back in the day, before I became an innkeeper, I traveled all over the country and even visited Liubi Kingdom a few times. Over time, I gained a lot of experience."
"Traveling all over the country?" Feng Guang picked up a stool and sat down opposite the shopkeeper, resting his chin on his hands on the table. "Shopkeeper, tell me about what happened when you were traveling around."
The shopkeeper stopped calculating the accounts. He put down his abacus and ledger, cleared his throat, and said, "Back in the day, I..."
"Miss Xia," Si Jia suddenly interrupted the innkeeper's long-winded speech, his indifferent eyes fixed on Feng Guang, "Do you still want to go out and play?"
A chill ran down his spine, and he quickly raised his hand and replied, "Go, I want to go for a river trip!"
"Then let's set off." Si Jia took the lead and walked out of the inn, and Feng Guang quickly got up and followed behind him.
The innkeeper was left feeling resentful. He had finally found a young girl willing to listen to his past heroic deeds, but how did that young master manage to take her away?
A bleak wind blew up the fallen leaves on the street. Feng Guang looked at the street where only two or three people passed by and said strangely, "It turns out that it's not just the people in the inn, but the people in this town are also used to going out late and returning early."
Si Jia said, "I still remember that the riverbank is on the other side."
“We were taken through this street by the coachman yesterday, and it was late at night. Sijia, you actually remembered the way. You’re amazing!” This was the umpteenth time she had looked at him with such admiration.
Si Jia paused in his steps. "Does Miss Xia enjoy praising people?"
Whether it was him, the unknown shopkeeper, or even the old man making clay figurines that she met when she first left the palace, she would praise them all without reservation.
It's not that this is bad, but seeing this situation so often makes her praise him seem less sincere.
Often, men are more sensitive than women.
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