Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

Chapter 202: Blood Sausage is Good

After the brief conversation, the two began to tidy up.

After being alert for most of the journey, they finally had a moment of relaxation. They had to take a quick rest to let the fatigue go away.

After taking off his coat that was wet by the snow, Qin Yuchen took out two new coats from his backpack as usual. He threw one of them to Zhang Qiling, then pulled out a stool and sat down, intending to rest for a while.

Zhang Qiling put his changed clothes in order and just sat down on another stool when he heard footsteps in the corridor outside the house.

Within just a few tens of seconds, there were three knocks on their door.

"...?"

The two men looked at each other, Qin Yuchen frowned, stood up, held the dagger at his waist with his left hand, slowed down his breathing, lowered his steps and approached the door, waiting for the movement of the people outside the house.

"dong dong dong"

"Have you rested?"

There were three more knocks on the door, followed by a female voice with a questioning tone, which reached Qin Yuchen's ears through the door with no soundproofing.

Qin Yuchen's frown relaxed slightly, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah! Sorry to disturb your rest." Hearing someone's reply, the woman's voice was stunned at first, and then she was obviously happy.

"I'm here to bring you some hot water. Can you open the door for me?"

"Hold on."

Qin Yuchen still pulled out the dagger, held the dagger and the door handle in his left hand at the same time, took a step back to open the door, and saw the woman standing three or four steps away from the door.

The woman was not very tall, her skin was a little dark, and there was a very obvious highland red. She was wearing common Tibetan clothing and holding two red kettles in her hands.

Seeing the door opened, the woman first gave Qin Yuchen a friendly smile, then handed the kettle in her hand to him.

Without the door between them, the woman's Mandarin sounded even less fluent, with a Tibetan accent in her voice. She apologized to Qin Yuchen again:

"Excuse me, your hot water."

"It's okay, thank you very much." Qin Yuchen thanked politely, put away the dagger with his hand hidden behind the door, and took the kettle.

The woman smiled, waved her hand, and turned away.

Only after the woman's figure completely disappeared around the corner did Qin Yuchen close the door and return to the house. He placed the two kettles on the low cabinet and sat back on the stool.

The little episode ended and the room gradually became quiet, leaving only the steady and gentle breathing sounds and the whistling sound of the wind and snow outside the window.

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As it was getting close to dinner time, Zhang Qiling was the first to sit up straight in his seat.

He first looked out the window, then turned on the light and walked up to Qin Yuchen and patted him on the shoulder.

"Woke up."

Zhang Qiling noticed that Qin Yuchen was frowning, so he patted him again and spoke.

"...Okay." Qin Yuchen grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand with one hand, pinched his eyebrows with the other hand, opened his eyes and met the gaze of the person above his head.

Zhang Qiling: "It's completely dark."

"Then you slept for a long time." Qin Yuchen smiled, stood up, stretched his limbs, and walked to the window.

Although it was already night, some buildings could still be seen clearly outside through the large area of ​​snow.

The snow was still falling, even heavier than when they arrived.

"Go downstairs to eat?" Qin Yuchen was not surprised at all and asked the person behind him in a calm tone.

"Okay." Zhang Qiling responded.

……

The two came to the first floor.

The space on the first floor is not very large. Apart from the counter and the kitchen, there are two dining tables, a stove, and a fire pit.

Compared to when they first arrived, the first floor was much more lively at dinner time.

There were some people sitting by the stove and the fire pit, and they were all chatting with each other. I don't know who noticed the two of them, but no one responded to the conversation, so everyone looked over.

Anyone who chooses to stay in this kind of hotel is not a good person.

This was something that everyone present knew, except the hotel owner.

The temperature in the room was high, and the group of people were wearing relatively thin clothes, without hats or scarves to cover their faces, so some subtle expressions were clearly visible under the light.

Their eyes were more or less inquiring and malicious.

It was just that they might not have recognized or didn't know Qin Yuchen and Zhang Qiling. After looking at them for a few minutes, they looked away one after another and continued to talk about the topic that had not yet ended.

Zhang Qiling didn't intend to pay attention to them. He and Qin Yuchen sat down at a dining table. He moved the menu in front of Qin Yuchen and took the teapot to pour tea for them.

"What would you like to eat?" Tan Yuchen asked.

Zhang Qiling chose not to answer because the person who asked him the question had already started to name the dishes after asking this question.

He looked at someone as if he had discovered something good, his eyes lit up, and then he smiled and asked:

"This blood sausage looks delicious, would you like to try it?"

Zhang Qiling wrinkled his nose subconsciously.

“And this, this enema is also good.

Hey, this mutton stew is also good!

And this, this..."

Zhang Qiling: "..."

Qin Yuchen named several dishes in a row, and the more Zhang Qiling listened, the more he felt that it would be better not to eat this meal.

Just when he was about to refuse all of them, he heard the person who announced the dishes stop talking, and then he heard uncontrollable laughter.

"Okay, okay, it was just a joke." Qin Yuchen received Zhang Qiling's resentful look, cleared his throat and said seriously.

He stopped the man who was about to leave after serving the food.

"Stone pot chicken and stewed lamb, plus a portion of stir-fried seasonal vegetables."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The conversation not far away continued, the low local dialect Qin Yuchen could not understand.

However, through occasional glances, he could still tell that these conversations were about him and Zhang Qiling.

Qin Yuchen tapped the table lightly with his index finger to attract Zhang Qiling's attention.

Then he wrote a few more words on the table, and when he saw Zhang Qiling nod, he didn't care about anything else. He picked up the teacup and looked around boredly while waiting for the food to be served.