"A small town like this, and it even has top-grade rooms?" Yang Chuxiaās dismissive tone made the hostess pause.
After taking a few deep breaths, she smiled and said, "Though small, it has all the essentials. Here, not only are the rooms divided into top, middle, and lower grades, but even the menu is categorized like that."
"Oh?" Yang Chuxia laughed, "Do you mean that the same dish can have three different flavors here? Those staying in top-grade rooms taste it one way, while those in lower-grade rooms have a different taste? Where did you find such a chef who can manage this so well?"
"Haha, madam, you hit the nail on the head," the hostess laughed, "Youāre not wrong at all. Take our menu, for example. Those in lower-grade rooms donāt even get a menu to see, and the menu for middle-grade rooms isnāt complete. As for the dishes, take this radish and meat stew. For those in top-grade rooms, thereās more meat than radish, but for those in mid-grade, thereās more radish than meat. Then thereās the stir-fried chicken; the top-grade dish has color, aroma, and flavor, but the mid-grade one lacks sauce and oil."
Ye Liu and the others, hearing this, kept their heads down, their lips twitching uncontrollably.
"The hostess is quite straightforward," Yang Chuxia remarked with a smile, "Arenāt you afraid of the guests in middle-grade rooms overhearing you?"
"Whatās there to fear?" the hostess waved her hand, "Our place, called a town, was originally just a village. It gradually became a town as some outsiders moved in. Weāre far from the prefecture, barely seeing a few outsiders in a month. This guesthouse hasnāt had anyone for half a month. So, who would hear what Iām saying?"
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia looked around the guesthouse, finding it truly empty.
But the hostess mentioned earlier that the townās original residents were all from the same village, which explains why they know each other well.
This makes the problem even bigger; it seems that everyone in the town knows the two traffickers Yangyang caught last time.
"I see," Yang Chuxia nodded, "Hostess, weāre staying in top-grade rooms today. Make sure you donāt skimp on the salt and vinegar, or add random ingredients to our dishes."
"Yes, yes, itāll be perfect in color, aroma, and taste."
The guesthouse was quite efficient. After finishing her meal, Yang Chuxia returned to her room. Ye Liu left two people behind and led the others out through the window.
In the harem of the guesthouse, the hostess and the host were whispering to each other.
"Wife, should we act? This new arrival looks like good merchandise, could be sold for a good price."
After much consideration, the hostess shook her head, "Donāt act. Though this new arrival is good merchandise, they clearly arenāt simple folks. Those men must be guards, all well-trained. They obviously come from a big household; we canāt afford to mess with them. If we act recklessly and bring trouble to the town, itāll be problematic."
"But it would be such a pity not to," the host said, "There hasnāt been much income lately."
"What are you afraid of? Our kids are out there, as long as thereās income from outside, we wonāt starve," the hostess added, "I swear thereās something strange going on here. The last few visitors have all been unusual. Even a little child carries poison casually. The men following them are all well-trained, and so are the recent ones."
"Who knows?"
The hostess continued, "I wonder how Shunzi and his wife are doing, being taken away by that kid. I wonder if they managed to escape."
"What are you worried about? Even if they didnāt escape and got caught, so what? We have connections in the government."