On the busiest East Street in Haicheng, there is a three-story enclosed building facing north and south, with a wooden plaque hanging on the door - Canghai Inn.
Xiaoping works as a waiter here. He is seventeen years old, smart and smooth, and is good at serving tea and water. In the autumn of this year, he also brought his younger brother Xiaoan over. Xiao An is fifteen years old, an honest man who started out as an apprentice. It is his first time away from home and everything he sees is new.
The inn is not big, but there are many people. Master Cai, who is in charge of the stove, is good at stews and has a temper that is even more lively than the fire in the stove; Ping An, a failed scholar in the accounting department, shakes his head and reads poetry while keeping accounts; Brother Mo, the handyman, drags a broken broom to sweep the floor all day long, looking clumsy. The tip of the broom scratches the cracks in the bricks, and the debris jumps into the dustpan. There are also Uncle Luo who takes care of the livestock, Aunt Cai who washes and chops vegetables, and Aunt Luo who washes dishes and cleans the stove... Shopkeeper Cang looks disgusting and kind, but Shopkeeper Su is the real head of the family when his abacus rings.
Every morning, the workers collect toilets, clean tables and stools, and greet morning guests. The porters want thick porridge, the government servants want to be broad-minded, and the merchants in private rooms close their doors to discuss business. The lobby is lively from morning to night, and there are stories when there are many people.
The busiest time is at night.
At You hour, Mr. Gao walked downstairs slowly, Xingmu slapped the table, and the whole room fell silent. He traveled around for most of his life and was full of stories. Talking about deception, there is a trick within the game, which can send shivers down one's spine; telling anecdotes, the emperors and generals are just like the old news next door; also talking about romance, talented people and beautiful women can make rough men cry. Xing Mu took another shot, and the reward money fell into the tray with a clinking sound.
Some people listen to books to relieve boredom, while others listen to them to gain knowledge.
The business of the inn is booming, with people from all walks of life coming and going. A bowl of porridge warms the stomach, a pot of tea warms the heart, and a book refreshes the mind.
Welcome to Canghai Inn