Chapter 132 yue to inn

Luoyi, the imperial city of western Chongqing, is like a pearl inlaid in the middle of the vast desert. It has always been a transportation hub between the east and the west and a distribution center for commercial materials. When Shangguan Yue and his party came to Luoyi, it was getting late. Just like when Daliang and Beiyan plague were popular, the whole imperial city was also in depression. After searching for half a day, the shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn was willing to let them stay, but repeatedly explained that they could only stay for one night. Solve the accommodation problem tonight and find a way tomorrow. Feng Xuanrui told the shopkeeper, "Haosheng takes care of the horses for us. Let's go out and find something to eat." The shopkeeper was enthusiastic. "Don't worry, guest officer. The forage is guaranteed to be enough." When it comes to food, Xue Meng salivates. "I know that Luoyi's roasted mutton is the most famous, and steamed mutton is also good. Prince, let's go out and find food. I can't wait." "Look at your promise." Feng Xuanrui gave him a white look. "When is it, still thinking about eating? Now that the plague is prevalent, it is difficult to find an inn, let alone a restaurant. It's good to find food and roast mutton." The shopkeeper's accompanying smile said, "The guest officer is right, because of the plague, there are no inns willing to receive guests. If it weren't for necessity, we don't want to receive guests at Yuelai Inn. It is also our destiny. Today is the last day of Yuelai Inn's business. Tomorrow, when the new owner enters the inn, I dare not say if I can keep you any more." Feng Xuanrui was taken aback. "It's done well, why should it be exchanged for others?" "Can't, want money to save people. The youngest son is infected with the plague. I have no money in my hand. I am in danger of selling an inn. There is really no other way." "Your inn has been looking at it for some years. Why didn't you make money before?" "Guest officer, not don't earn money, bad time, a few people have plague, no matter how much silver is not enough to spend. The silver earned over the years was spent like water, and it was gone early. I'm afraid it's not easy for you to go out to find food now. If the guest officer doesn't dislike it, I'll cook more later, and you can eat together." "Then thank the shopkeeper." Feng Xuanrui was somewhat puzzled. "The shopkeeper cooks in person, and you are the only one in Nuoda Inn. Didn't you ask a man to take care of it for you?" "At its peak, the inn invited several guys and cooks. When the plague came, there was no business. Where there was spare money to invite guys, they were all sent away." He looked around, his eyes full of souvenirs. "This inn was left by my grandparents, but unfortunately, it was destroyed in my hands." "You sell the inn to cure your youngest son." Shangguan Yue asked attentively, "Do you mean that there are doctors in Beijing who can cure the plague and can live if they give money?" The shopkeeper sighed, "Drowning people want to seize every straw desperately. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if it is smashing pots and selling iron, they will save people. Unfortunately, when the money is spent, there are no people. In the end, it's just that people and money are empty. However, I heard that this time the doctor was reliable and really cured many people. However, it cost 52,000 taels of silver to cure a person. Expensive is a little expensive, but money and things outside, for the sake of my son, other things, also can't be taken care of. " Although the money is too expensive to be scared to death, someone really cured cholera in Luoyi, western Chongqing. Shangguan Yue immediately became interested. "It seems that the doctor really has some skills to save cholera. I am a little curious about what the shopkeeper said. Shopkeeper, otherwise, we will go with you to see it tomorrow." The shopkeeper kindly advised her, "That place is full of patients, and the housewife is delicate, so don't join in the excitement, be careful of infection." "It's okay. I'm not afraid of anything. I have to make a detour when I see the plague." Shangguan Wei didn't care. "It's a deal. When you take your son to see a doctor tomorrow, tell us that we will go with you." When the shopkeeper left, Yan Zining said, "Princess, we came to Luoyi to look for protons. If you go to see a doctor with someone, we can't do business." Feng Xuanrui understood Shangguan Yue's mood and said with a smile at the moment, "Let her alone. She heard that someone can cure cholera. If she is not allowed to see what happened, she will not be able to sleep. We dare not think about roasting mutton. We will deal with it in this inn for one night and talk about it tomorrow." Before dawn the next day, the shopkeeper knocked at the door. "My guest, are you still going?" Several people didn't sleep well the night before, and they had been driving for another day. They were already extremely tired, so they slept soundly after eating. In their sleep, they were awakened by a gentle knock on the door. The shopkeeper said angrily outside the door, "My guest, I'm going to Yiguang. I'm worried that I won't be able to get on the list when I'm late. Are you still going?" "Yes, of course I did." Feng Xuanrui turned over and got up at the speed of a soldier. "Shopkeeper, we will be ready soon." Several people quickly packed up and opened the door, only to see a carriage parked in the yard. The shopkeeper's son was lying in the car wrapped in a quilt, and the shopkeeper was standing in front of the car with a whip in his hand. Xue Meng went to the stable to lead the horse. Several people turned over and mounted the horse. They did not speak. They only followed the carriage silently and walked slowly forward. The morning in Luoyi was extremely cold. Shangguan Yue couldn't help shivering. Feng Xuanrui took off his coat and handed it to her. He only said briefly, "Put it on." Shangguan Yue subconsciously took the clothes and saw that Feng Xuanrui was dressed in thin clothes. To be postponed, Feng Xuanrui had been beaten in front of the horse, so she had to put on it according to her words. She soon discovered that from time to time a carriage emerged from the streets and lanes to join their team. No one spoke, even the shopkeeper met an acquaintance and only nodded a little to greet him. This kind of silence made people feel very depressed. Finally, I came to a clinic with the signboard of Jin Jia Yiguang. At this time, the sky was already bright, and Yiguang had not opened the door yet. Someone issued a license plate at the door, and there was a silver ticket of 12,000 silver. Children and old people did not cheat. Shangguan Yue laughed: "One thousand taels of silver to see a doctor, although a little expensive, can really cure the plague, barely acceptable." The man who issued the license plate said coldly, "What are you thinking? One thousand taels of silver want to cure the plague. Dream on. This one thousand taels of silver only takes the number plate. Without the number plate, even if you move to Jinshan Yinshan, Jin Dafu will not look for you." Shangguan Yue understood that this number plate is equivalent to the registration fee, inspection and medicine fee in the 21st century, and it is yet to come. However, this 12,000 silver is enough to buy a courtyard in Yongcheng, the imperial city of Daliang, but it is only enough to pay the registration fee here. This Jin Dafu is too dark. She couldn't help worrying and asked the shopkeeper who came with them, "Shopkeeper, a number plate is one thousand taels. How much money have you prepared?" The shopkeeper seemed to be caught off guard and stuttered, "I, I only have five thousand taels of silver. But, I didn't hear yesterday that the number plate cost one thousand taels of silver."