Author: Zero Romance

The Ming army, who had been demanding money and food from the inn just a moment ago, heard the shouts coming from outside. Like a frightened rabbit, they immediately abandoned what they had on hand and jumped out of the inn door as quickly as possible.

But their next move was not to fight the Haihan Army outside the town, but to turn around and run north. From the perspective of a bystander, if the Haihan Army did not send out cavalry, it would be difficult to catch up with these soldiers who were eager to escape from Sudong.

The Ming army in the town.

The shopkeeper watched with astonishment as the figures of these Ming soldiers disappeared at the end of the town. After a moment, he ordered the waiter as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Quickly, quickly, hang up the two-color flag!"

Under the coercion of the officer just now, the shopkeeper asked the clerk to take down the two-color flag at the entrance of the store. Before he could follow the officer's instructions and throw it into the stove to burn, the situation took a turn for the worse. The two-color flag went from being a source of trouble to another.

It turned into a life-saving magic weapon.

As soon as the clerk hung up the two-color flag, the Haihan Army entered the town. He stood under the eaves and looked at this strange army curiously.

The shopkeeper quickly pulled the waiter back into the store, closed the door, turned around and cursed: "You want to see all the excitement, do you want to die?"

The waiter responded angrily: "We have a two-color flag hanging at the door, so it should be okay!"

The shopkeeper glared and said, "Can you order something good? If this inn disappears, you and I will have to go out and beg for food!"

The waiter wanted to say something more, but seeing that the shopkeeper was almost uncontrollable in his anger, he finally stopped speaking knowingly.

They say they don't watch the excitement, but who can really not care at this time? The two of them silently passed through the gap in the door panel and continued to watch what was going on outside.

The shopkeeper glared at the waiter and quickly replied with a compensatory smile: "My surname is Ding. Please tell me if you have any orders."

The leading officer took a look at the environment in the inn and ordered his subordinates: "Go and look around carefully. Don't miss anything!"

The shopkeeper was still immersed in desperate thoughts and had not come back to his senses. The waiter next to him responded: "Master Jun, my shopkeeper's surname is Ding, and he means Ding."

The tragic scene of old Liu's family being beaten in the street by the Ming army is still vivid in his mind, and the shopkeeper certainly does not dare to resist at this juncture. Now he can only hope that these Haihan soldiers will only rob things and not hurt anyone, and they will be safe.

Amitabha is the only one who can overcome the tribulation.

Sure enough, after a while, an officer led a team of people towards the inn.

The officer then asked: "You haven't asked the shopkeeper what his name is yet?"

Shopkeeper Ding had already made mental preparations. At worst, he would ask the other party to vacate the inn. Anyway, he only had such a small amount of possessions. If the other party opened his mouth, he could only give as much as he had.

But at this moment, the waiter asked ignorantly: "Shopkeeper, you sent all the cooks home the day before yesterday. Now, are you cooking or me? What should I do if the military master is not used to eating?"

The officer shook his head and said: "It's not me who wants to live here, it's someone big who wants to live here... Anyway, you won't be open to the public in the past few days, do you understand?"

The two of them were slightly surprised that the Haihan army, which made the Ming army flee after hearing the news, did not look amazing. They were not even wearing armor. Most of them were just wearing military uniforms made of gray cotton and holding a four-foot-long cannon.

A long firecracker.

There were only a small number of cavalry in this force. They did not stay in the town and rode straight through the town to the north, presumably to confirm the movements of the Ming army just now.

After the other infantrymen completed taking control of the town, they also started knocking on the door from door to door.

Seeing his hesitation, the officer misunderstood his meaning and immediately said: "Shopkeeper Ding, during the period of requisition by our army, the food and accommodation expenses will be settled clearly with you. You don't have to worry."

At this time, the soldiers who entered the hotel to search also came back one after another. Shopkeeper Ding breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they did not move the furniture out of the inn.

Shopkeeper Ding said in astonishment: "Conquer...conscript the villain's inn?"

Since the other party wants to live here, at least he and his waiter are safe for the moment. If he takes good care of the other party during this period, the inn will probably be saved. This is undoubtedly good news for Shopkeeper Ding.

The Ming army who came in front asked for two hundred taels of silver and five hundred kilograms of grain. The Haihan army scared the Ming army away as soon as they showed up. They were obviously more powerful than the Ming army, and they must not be polite in this regard.

Shopkeeper Ding was about to slap him, but the officer said: "It doesn't matter, there will be someone responsible for the cooking later, you don't need to cook."

Knowing that he couldn't hide, the shopkeeper simply gritted his teeth, took the initiative to open the store door, and respectfully welcomed the Haihan soldiers into the inn: "Military lords, do you want to stay in an inn? There are a total of twelve guest rooms in the inn.

Now they are all vacant, and you, the military lords, can choose as you wish."

The soldiers responded to the call and immediately went to look around the interior of the inn.

The shopkeeper saw this scene through the crack in the door, and secretly cried out that something was not good. The two-color flag hanging at the door may not be able to save his inn.

The shopkeeper thought that it was all over now, it seemed that these Haihan soldiers were going to pack up everything in the inn and take it away.

After these Haihan soldiers entered the town, they did not immediately plunder the shops in the town. Instead, they first controlled several major intersections entering and exiting the town.

Shopkeeper Ding said hurriedly: "You can't do it, you can't do it. Master Jun, you can live here as long as you like."

The officer nodded and said: "Shopkeeper Ding, I think your inn is nice and very clean... Since you hung the two-color flag at the door, you must have good intentions towards our country. We will requisition this inn for two days... maybe

Three or four days, is that okay?"

Not long after, as expected, another group of people came, and several carriages stopped at the door of the inn. The soldiers moved all kinds of things from the carriages into the inn, including pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, rice, grains, meat and vegetables, everything.

Everything is available.

The waiter wanted to take the initiative to help, but he was asked to stand aside and was not allowed to participate at all.

Shopkeeper Ding thought to himself that in this time of war and chaos, there would be no customers coming to the shop, so he immediately nodded and agreed.

Shopkeeper Ding quietly pulled the waiter aside and said in a low voice: "Don't get involved with the things I prepare for big shots."

The waiter asked in confusion: "Why is this?"

Shopkeeper Ding said anxiously: "You are not from Haihan. How can people safely let you get involved in the food of big shots? If something goes wrong with the food, how many heads do you and I have to chop off?"

The waiter suddenly realized: "So there is such a thing...but these Haihan soldiers don't seem to be too difficult to deal with!"

Shopkeeper Ding said: "Be careful and don't relax too much. People look at us like ants. If we are in a good mood, we can let them go. If we are in a bad mood, we can just stretch our legs and crush them to death. Don't do that."
Chapter completed!