Hearing the conversation between the two sisters Mo Ziye and Mo Ziling behind him, Elder Feng Qinghe, who was riding a rhinoceros horse in front, finally couldn't help but cough twice.
Mo Ziye gave Mo Ziling a look, and Mo Ziling stuck out her tongue at her sister.
“Zi Ye, you know Yan Liqiang. When we arrive in Pingxi City in two days, I’m afraid you will need to come forward and contact Yan Liqiang. The sect has long intended to establish another branch of the Mingwang Sect in the northwest. This time we come to Qiyun County, in addition to the experience in the Gulang Grassland, we can also investigate the environment of Qiyun County. Several elders want to build a branch in Qiyun County. If the sect’s business in Qiyun County can be successfully developed in the future, our branch will be arranged in Qiyun County, so that we can take care of each other and lay the foundation for the sect in the northwest!” Elder Feng Qinghe turned his head and glanced at Mo Zi Ye.
"Yes, Master!" Mo Ziye nodded.
"When you first met Yan Liqiang, do you think that given Yan Liqiang's character, can he fulfill the order to kill the Hu people that he issued this time, which caused such a big commotion?" Elder Feng Qinghe continued to ask a question.
"From what we have seen on the road these days, the entire northwest is now boiling over this matter. Local tyrants in various states and counties, martial arts sects, and even bandits have heard the news and moved. From what I know about Yan Liqiang, he is very smart and can make decisions quickly. He is definitely not a frivolous person. If he cannot fulfill his order to kill the Hu people, he will never easily gamble his reputation and even his future on this matter. Master, think about it. If he breaks his promise this time, it means he has offended all the people from all parties who have come to Ganzhou and Qiyun County. How can he have a foothold in Ganzhou? Unless he is a fool, I guess no one will do such an unsure thing. And how can a fool behead 50,000 Shatu people at Baishi Pass?"
"Well, Zi Ye, you are right. From what I have seen Yan Liqiang do, he does not seem to be a reckless person!" Elder Feng Qinghe nodded. "Without the wool, this Gulang Grassland is nothing. But with the wool, it is indeed different. It is hard not to be tempted..." Elder Feng was talking. He saw a forest next to the official road in front of him from a distance. There were people and horse-drawn convoys on the official road turning into the forest. He pointed to the forest in front and said, "There should be a place to rest in that forest. Let's go there to rest and eat some dry food before we get on the road again!"
"Okay!"
Hearing that they could take a rest, Ming Wangzong and his party breathed a sigh of relief. After traveling for most of the day in this hot weather, everyone was already thirsty and sweaty, but no one said it out loud.
The forest was just a few miles ahead. When the Ming Wangzong and his men arrived there, they discovered that it was not a forest at all, but a roadside "tavern" that no one had ever seen or heard of. Even someone as knowledgeable as Feng Qinghe was shocked when he saw the roadside tavern. This "tavern" was so huge, almost a hundred times larger than an ordinary tavern. The outside of the tavern was surrounded by a forest of green plants, which wrapped the entire tavern. In front of the posthouse, the area for parking the horses was almost dozens of acres. The ground has been completely leveled, and carriages and horses can be parked in different categories. There are rows of spacious and bright stables, with special people to take care of the horses, so that the horses can rest, eat grass and drink water. There is also a warehouse where people can park the cars, and next to the warehouse, there are several teams of carriages with the flag of the escort agency. The dining area is also a super large two-story building. At first glance, it can easily accommodate five or six hundred people for meals and rest. Next to the restaurant for meals, there is a large two-story building, which seems to be an inn for accommodation.
The whole place is spacious, grand, bright and clean. The houses are built with bricks and stones. The flowers, plants and trees are all neatly planted. They are simple and beautiful, which makes people feel comfortable. Originally, the official post houses on these official roads were a good place to rest. However, Feng Qinghe and his disciples from the Ming Wangzong traveled all over the Han Empire, but they had never seen a post house that was so large, clean and tidy. The Ming Wangzong and his party were all amazed. They did not expect that there would be such a place in this remote northwest area.
Of course, if someone else from the same Earth as Yan Liqiang looked at this place, he would be dumbfounded and scream in his heart, damn, isn’t this just a comprehensive service area on the highway
Outside the studio, there was a blue pennant with four words on it - Qiyun Tavern!
Looking around, there were countless carriages and horses parked outside the tavern. There were at least two to three thousand people coming and going, and it was a lively scene. Some people had just come in, while others were already full and about to leave. Many of the newcomers were like Ming Wangzong's group. They came here for the first time and saw such a "tavern". They couldn't help but marvel at it and walked around outside the venue to see the novelty...
"Wow, why is this pub so big!" Looking at this huge and lively place, Mo Ziling exclaimed.
Ming Wangzong's group was quite conspicuous. They had just arrived here and had just dismounted when a smart young man in his twenties wearing green clothes with the words "Qi Yun" embroidered on his chest came up to Elder Feng Qinghe and nodded with a smile, "Would you like to have a meal or stay overnight?"
Elder Feng Qinghe glanced at the waiter-like man and found that many people in the parking lot were also wearing the same clothes as him to greet customers. He nodded and said, "We need to eat and rest for a while. There are many of us. Are there so many tables inside that we can sit?"
The waiter glanced at Ming Wangzong's men and nodded with a smile, "Yes, there are tables in the tavern where you can sit!" Then the waiter pointed to both sides of the place and said, "If you park your rhinoceros horses in the stable over there, it's free if you just drink water. If you park them over here, there will be someone to take care of them, with water, grass, and brushing. The cost for each horse is six copper coins..."
The six copper coins were not expensive, and were similar to the price of taking care of a rhinoceros horse at other taverns and inns, or even one or two copper coins cheaper. Feng Qinghe looked at the clean and spacious stable over there and said, "We have to travel again in the afternoon, so let the horse rest here and eat some grass!"
"Okay, everyone please follow me!" The waiter smiled and led Ming Wangzong's men directly to the stable to park the horses. There were also many servants and guys greeting them warmly. Ming Wangzong's men just had to lead the horses over, and the people over there took the reins of the horses, and then handed Feng Qinghe a mahogany plate tied with a rope. There were a few numbers engraved on the mahogany plate - twenty-eighty-six!
"After you finish your meal, just bring this sign over to our waiter and they will lead your horses here. Without the sign, you can't lead the horses. There are many people here, so please keep this sign..."
Feng Qinghe flipped through the sign in his hand and laughed, "Interesting, interesting!"
Afterwards, the waiter took Ming Wangzong and his party directly to the place where they were having dinner. The restaurant was extremely large, with at least fifty or sixty tables that could be placed on the first floor. It was extremely lively inside, with different tables of different sizes forming different areas separated by screens and green plants. It looked lively but not messy, and everything was in perfect order.
The restaurant's kitchen can be seen at the door. It is spacious, bright and clean. There is smoke rising. Many chefs in white clothes are busy inside. Many dishes have been prepared in the kitchen and placed at the window for delivering dishes. They are put in big pots and jars. The aroma is fragrant and mouth-watering. It is particularly tempting for hungry travelers. People who come here can directly look at the dishes and order them. As long as you order the dishes, someone will immediately put the hot dishes on a plate and bring them to you on a cart. You don't need to wait for a minute. It is very convenient. You can see cheap pancakes, steamed buns, dumplings, eggs, boiled peanuts, taro, and more expensive prepared beef, mutton and wild delicacies...
To the people of the Ming Wangzong, everything here was new and new, something they had never seen before, especially the group of cooks in white clothes who were busy in the kitchen, making them even more conspicuous.
"Ah, why are the chefs here all wearing white clothes and hats? It's so strange. Wouldn't it be easy to get dirty?" Mo Ziling looked at the busy figures in the kitchen, and then asked the smart waiter next to her directly.
"Girl, you don't know, this is the rule of our restaurant. People in the kitchen wear white clothes and white hats. Once dirty, it can be seen and corrected immediately. Therefore, the kitchen must be kept clean and tidy, so that customers can eat with peace of mind!"
"That makes sense, that makes sense!" Mo Ziling laughed. "After hearing what you said, I want to try it right away!"
The staircase from the first floor to the second floor was also very spacious, comparable to the passage on the city wall. The waiter took Ming Wangzong and his party to the second floor. There were quite a few people on the second floor as well, and the layout was the same as that of the first floor, but there were also many places where most of the tables were empty. The waiter took Ming Wangzong and his party directly to an area separated by a screen. The area was neither too big nor too small, with just over twenty tables, which was just enough for Ming Wangzong's people to sit down.
"Here is today's menu!" The waiter asked the waiter upstairs to serve tea to the people of Ming Wangzong, and came to Feng Qinghe's table and put a menu on the table. "There are ready-made meals downstairs. If you are in a hurry, you can go downstairs and order directly. It is convenient and fast. In addition to those ready-made dishes, if you need to order dishes separately, the dishes that this restaurant can make are all on the menu. The kitchen downstairs will make them now. It just takes a little time!"
Feng Qinghe didn't look at the menu, nor did he say anything. There was no need for him to speak for such a small matter. Naturally, several disciples of Mingwang Sect came over and took the waiter downstairs to check out the dishes. When they were away from home, the disciples of Mingwang Sect were extremely careful with what they ate. This was also their experience in the martial arts world. When there was no one around, Feng Qinghe took a sip of the tea poured in the cup in front of him and nodded slightly. This tea was not expensive, but it tasted pretty good, and there was no trick done. It had a unique and mellow taste. It was particularly refreshing to drink it on such a hot day.
"Master, this tavern is not ordinary..." Mo Ziye looked at the furnishings upstairs and the bowls, chopsticks and teapots that had been placed on the table, then turned to Feng Qinghe and said, "These things here may seem ordinary, but the details contain ingenuity and a unique pattern. Not everyone can make them..."
"Yeah, I noticed that too!" Feng Qinghe nodded, and then called another disciple of the Ming Wang Sect to his side, and whispered, "An Ran, I think this Qiyun Tavern is a little unusual, and it has rules and regulations. Go and find out what the origin of this tavern is?"
"Yes, Master!" A young and handsome disciple of the Mingwang Sect stood up, then left and went downstairs.
The young disciple named An Ran had just left when another young man's voice came from outside the screen, "Newspaper seller, newspaper seller, the latest edition of the Han Empire Times, the people of Yulong Mountain gathered to attack the camp of the Seven Coyote Tribes of Shatu, beheaded more than a thousand people, and gained ten thousand acres of grassland in one battle..."
"Ha, I didn't expect there are newspapers here. Wasn't the Han Empire Times only available in the capital before? How come it's available here too!" A rough voice sounded from the partition outside the screen of the Ming Wangzong, "Hey, little brat, come here, let's buy a newspaper..."
(End of this chapter)