New Times Inn

Chu Changzui couldn't figure out the identity of the shopkeeper's new love, but this did not prevent him from agreeing with what Li Qi said.

The shopkeeper's new love must be a particularly scary guy.

He can still remember the voices of several people who ran away screaming that day.

Although those people have been secretly resolved by Li Qiji to prevent the matter from spreading, Chu Changzui still has some conjectures about the person in the shopkeeper's arms.

Maybe the shopkeeper's love is a woman with a face injury?

Or, that woman looks as scary as a ghost?

No matter what kind of idea, there is no way for Chu Changzui to fully convince himself.

After all, even a person who looks like an evil spirit is not so scary to those Jianghu people whose hands are stained with blood.

So, there must be some other reason...

A reason enough to scare the whole group.

This reason seems to be only separated by a thin layer of paper from Chu Changzui.

However, at this moment, Chu Changzui, whose thinking was restricted by the ancients, couldn't think of it anyway.

Wu Chuan also had the same idea as Chu Changzui.

He was really curious about what happened that night, but no matter how curious he was, he couldn't find out the truth.

Therefore, he had no choice but to write the news that the shopkeeper's suspected new love was written on the intelligence, and sent back to the six doors...

Feng Qing also has lingering fears about what happened that night. From the monitoring point of view, it seems that the inn was broken into by a group of robbers, but in this ancient times, Feng Qing had nothing to do A means of complete self-defense.

After all, she herself is a black household.

Ancient and modern security Feng Qing has experienced once again.

A few wild boars break into the village to steal sweet potatoes, and they can be searched locally. Feng Qing also heard about the ancient bear blind man entering the village not once or twice, but everyone mentioned It seems to have gotten used to it.

This will not work.

Feng Qing thought with a serious expression.

After all, there must be a way to resist the danger a little, at least not to be touched into the inn like that night.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing couldn't help placing two orders online.

…

Wu Chuan is still hiding in his room, living carefully every day.

He is a very simple and timid person. If he does not do the job of Jinyiwei, then he should be a good player in farming or business.

In this day and age, people really don't have so many ambitions. His only ambition is to last until the end of the punishment time and return to the capital safely.

If this wish can be fulfilled, then this has to be said to be a gratifying thing.

However…

He didn't know how much shock the shopkeeper's new love had caused in the rivers and lakes.

Who.

"The shopkeeper actually has a new love?"

In a certain inn, Huachao, who was just about to fall asleep, saw this news, and even nearly spit out the tea in his mouth. At night, one person choked to death.

Beside him, Ji Yihan looked at Hua Jing who was coughing constantly, wondering what he was looking at.

I have been with this man who claims to be Hua Jing for a while. Ji Yihan knows that this man has many secrets. Choking is indeed the first time.

"What happened?"

"No, it's nothing." Although Ji Yihan replied in his mouth, his heart was like an eighteenth typhoon whizzing past.

Be sure to find out what this is all about.

The real face of that woman, at least to confirm who it is.

Feng Qing put the things she just bought in the inn, looked at the hard-working customer service guys, and said sincerely, "It's hard work."

"The shopkeeper, what is this?" Feng Xiruo asked curiously.

A black box seems useless, but the shopkeeper bought several.

Almost every door that the shopkeepers and the guys use often are installed with this thing. At the same time, the shopkeepers have also replaced them with brand new doors.

Feng Qing showed a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, and said to Feng Xiruo:

"This, this is our inn's strongest defense. As long as this is installed, our inn will no longer be afraid of others coming in at will."

Feng Xiluo's face was shocked.

Feng Qing looked at those people who were wearing small black boxes with ease.

Feng Qing did not pay for this thing herself, but she applied to the boss. The reason is that the security of the inn is not very good now, and the always generous boss quickly agreed to Feng Qing's reimbursement in this regard.

Therefore, these things brought in by the little brother of Jingdong include several brand-new security doors, which are as thick as steel plates, and there are also some cute little black boxes—

Xiaomi Electronic Door Lock.

A product of cyberpunk in the 21st century, completely abandoning the defense method of the past through several gears, and using some kind of terrible biometric identification system-fingerprint.

This is indeed a great invention across the ages.

If some extreme anti-electronic products in the early 21st century, people who are afraid of a Terminator know that there will be such a thing in the future, they will cry out in fear.

Feng Qing has never bought an electronic lock in modern times.

After all, she read a lot of novels related to hackers when she was a child, so she always thought that there would be a top hacker who would squat at her door with her supercomputer and decipher it like crazy For two hours, it was like stealing the hundreds of dollars in her bank card.

But in ancient times.

This thing can give Feng Qing an unparalleled sense of trust.

"Xiao Bai, come here and put your hand on it." Feng Qing grabbed Xiao Bai's fleshy little hand, and then picked up his little index finger, moving towards the door lock. The direction was pressed.

He glanced at Feng Qing carefully and asked, "Well, the shopkeeper, don't you need to cut your fingers, do you bleed out a little?"

"Huh?" Feng Qing turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bai, "What are you thinking about, you are not young, and there are a lot of dark thoughts."

She entered all the information of the inn guys, and then let out a long sigh of relief, so there should be no problem.

Even if the ancient lock king broke more than ten million locks, he might be confused when he saw this electronic lock, and this is Feng Qing's confidence that no one will break into the inn at will.

…and then.

Feng Qing realized that she had made a mistake.

Her day was disturbed by the endless frenzy.

"The shopkeeper, I'm here to find Xiaobai to get my rag doll!" The little flower at the door jumped up to Feng Qing.

Feng Qing turned her head and said with a bad face, "Where's Xiaobai?"

"He hasn't come to play with me today."

Tsk. Feng Qing tutted angrily in his heart.

She said in her heart that your childhood friend is going to run away, if you continue like this, you will have no target in the future.

The other guys in the inn were busy, looking left and right, the only real idler was Feng Qing.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you." Feng Qing used her fingerprints to help Xiaohua unlock the lock, and she suddenly thought of something when she was about to leave.

She lowered her head and gave Xiao Hua a weird smile.

"Xiao Hua, how about you lend me your index finger?"

Xiaohua's index finger record completed.jpg.

I borrowed the crickets here."

"Feng Xiruo, why are you taking other people's children's crickets!" Feng Qing shouted again towards Feng Xiruo who was busy arranging the dishes.

"Ah, ah, I forgot, it's on the table in my room!" Feng Xiruo shouted.

Feng Qing rolled her eyes silently, took the child, and recorded his fingerprints by the way.

In one day, Feng Qing suddenly realized that the store actually had a good network of contacts.

As a service industry occasion, it is indeed a bit difficult to get so many people across the board, and Feng Qing has no way to prevent these people from not coming to the inn.

After helping the uncle who usually delivers the food to enter the kitchen fingerprint, Feng Qing sighed a long time, feeling as if he was going to be exhausted.

"The shopkeeper's..."

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing looked back with a very unhappy expression.

The moment she looked back, her expression suddenly froze.

He is a handsome and lovely boy.

"The shopkeeper." The little boy looked a little shy, he said to Feng Qing, "I, I want to ask, is An Huo here?"

"An Huo?" Feng Qing was a little dazed, "Why are you looking for her?"

"I, I have something I want to give her..." The little boy said shyly.

Feng Qing looked at him with a wicked smile on his face.

She looked at the other party and said: "An Huo, An Huo should be sleeping now, when I wake up, I will call her for you again?"

"Okay, trouble." The little boy said shyly.

"Then wait for her here for a while." Feng Qing turned around and brought the little boy to an empty room in the backyard.

Usually, Feng Qing often steals snacks here, it is her exclusive dessert room, almost no one comes.

However, if you disturb the young man in love, he will be kicked by a donkey. Feng Qing is willing to give up his feng shui treasure for the two young men to get tired of each other.

"I, I have something to do for now, can I come over later?" the little boy asked nervously.

Feng Qing just answered yes, then suddenly, as if remembering something, he grabbed the little boy's arm, "Wait a minute, lend me your finger first. ."

"Huh?"

Feng Qing calmly called out the fingerprint and entered it.

When this little boy comes, let him wait here for the fire.

Feng Qing, who has been busy all day, really doesn't want to be a tool person who opens the door back and forth.