I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"The sign outside the door? I didn't see it." Guangyou shook his head and asked suspiciously, "What is written on it?"

"It says'Opening hours are uncertain'" Xiao Ai recalled the content on the sign and continued, "It also says'Only phone appointments are accepted'."

After hearing these two sentences, Guangyou sighed: "This boss really has a personality, and he won't make any money."

"Perhaps they are taking the high-end route." Xiao Ai felt the quiet atmosphere in the yard. "It's like those high-class clubs. Unqualified people can't enter."

Hearing this, Guangyou nodded and smiled: "I suddenly became a little interested in this place."

This yard is actually not big, in other words the scale of this hot spring museum is not big.

So at that time, Guangyou was quite worried that there would be a lot of people in it. When the time comes, the hot springs will be really like dumplings. A few square meters of hot springs will have a dozen people in it.

Fortunately, he wouldn't receive people at will, otherwise Guangyou would really find a place to nest, so he didn't want to squeeze in a small hot spring with a group of big masters.

After changing his shoes and walking into the house, Guangyou was more certain of his thoughts.

There is no so-called front desk in the house, and you can't see the decorations that can be seen in commercial facilities. The atmosphere is like coming to someone else's home.

After taking a brief look at the interior decoration, Guangyou and Xiao Ai walked out of the house and sat side by side on the side of the wooden edge, quietly looking at the green yard.

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At this time, Uncle Maori and the Tamagawa Chengji were sitting in the reception room drinking tea.

"Today is really troublesome for Mr. Tamagawa." Uncle Maori said, "Excuse me, how much does it cost to stay here for one night? I think the environment here is very good, shouldn't it be cheap?"

Sitting opposite him, Shioji Tamagawa took a sip of tea, raised his head and glanced at Uncle Maori with profound eyes, and then smiled: "It's really not cheap. If you live for one night, it's about 100,000 yen."

"Ten... one hundred thousand?"

Before the uncle Mori could relax, Tamagawa Joji continued to make up his knife: "One hundred thousand yen is a cost per person. If you calculate according to the number of Mr. Mori, it should cost more than 400,000 yen for one night. ."

"More than four hundred thousand..."

At this moment, Uncle Maori regrets not listening to Guangyou and Xiaolan. This is a gangster!

A few thousand yen per night in an ordinary hot spring hotel is appropriate, and meals are included.

This hot spring turned out to be one hundred thousand one night, could it be said that gold was eaten for dinner?

Seeing that Uncle Maori’s face was wrong, Shioji Tamagawa said, "Don’t worry, Mr. Maori, you don’t need to spend any money to live here. For outsiders, you will pay 100,000 yuan for a night here, but Mr. Maori and them different."

Uncle Maori was a little embarrassed to see what he was thinking in his heart, but he was also relieved that he could afford 400,000 yuan, but he could spend 400,000 yuan for a hot spring.

No matter how rich he is, he can't make it like this!

Moreover, he is not a rich man.

"Mr. Maori thinks that my business is not good, so I am afraid that I will lose money?" Shioji Tamagawa saw through the mind of Maori uncle. From the brief exchanges just now, he knew that Maori came because it was free.

The price was asked because the yard was deserted and there was no customer at all, so Uncle Maori wanted to pay him some money to stop his losses.

Uncle Maori really thinks so.

The free hot spring is pretty good, but it depends on the situation, right?

If the business is good, it's fine. If you have a big business, please start.

But here is different. Although the environment is good, there are no tourists.

This makes Uncle Maori feel that the boss has lost money and asked him to take a hot spring.

He is greedy for petty gains, but this kind of behavior that is like sucking other people's blood cannot be done by Kogoro Moori.

"Mr. Maori don't have to worry about me at all." Tamagawa Chengsi smiled after taking a sip of the tea, "I have no customers here because I don't want those customers to come."

"Why is this?" Uncle Maori asked suspiciously.

Putting down the teacup, Shioji Tamagawa explained: "I like hot springs and make friends, so I want to say if I can combine the two and make new friends while soaking in the hot springs."

"Because of this, I don't like to make the commercial atmosphere too strong here. I take the appointment if I am happy, take a rest if I am not happy, and make an appointment with a friend for a hot spring or something."

"Soaking in hot springs can relax people. I think chatting with others in this state will help you know if you are talking with each other." Shioji Tamagawa suddenly smiled, "There is no scientific basis for this, so Mr. Mori laughed. Up."

Hearing that, Uncle Maori also smiled: "How come, I think it's good."

Although he didn't understand the connection between the two, it was always right to join in.

"Mr. Maori, I really like your reasoning. The aura that exudes when sitting on a chair when reasoning is like an ancient general."

Looking at the uncle Maori who was still a little cramped sitting across from him, Shioji Tamagawa said, "Before I could only see it in newspapers and on TV. Now I see a real person. Only then did I discover that Mr. Maori you not only have a strong reasoning, but also your character Wait a minute!"

From the moment Uncle Maori asked about the price from the side, when he wanted to pay him money to cover his losses, Shioji Tamagawa knew that the man in front of him had absolutely no character.

Not directly saying "I think your business is not good, so I still want to give you money" is to protect his face, because this kind of rhetoric seems to some people to have a kind of charity.

It's like some people value face and promises. As long as they treat guests and give money, they look down on them.

It is precisely because of this that Uncle Maori asks the price from the side. If you do this, you only need to leave the money before you leave.

It not only preserves the opponent's face, but also helps the opponent stop loss.

"Excuse me." Uncle Maori smiled, "I'm actually an ordinary person, not as good as Mr. Tamagawa you said."

"You don't need to be modest. Excessive modesty will appear hypocritical. By the way, Mr. Mori, I'm probably going to eat soon. Can I take a picture with you first?" Tamagawa said, "If I can, I will go first. Take the camera."

"The guest will do whatever you want."

"Well, Mr. Maori is drinking tea here, I'll go get the camera first."

....

Seeing Tamagawa Chengji walking out of the reception room, Xiao Ai said, "This person does not seem simple."

"Of course this person is not easy. Can it be easy to open a store but not make money?" Guangyou smiled. "This kind of person either has mines at home or has a brain disease."

"It's not the problem, I always think he is a bit familiar." Xiao Ai frowned and thought for a while, "but I can't remember."

"Then don't think about it." Guangyou took her hand. "Perhaps he is an executive of a certain consortium and he often appears in the media because of his work."

"Yeah." Xiao Ai smiled slightly, feeling the temperature from the palm of Guangyou's palm, "Then I don't want to, even if there is a problem, you will protect me?"

Hearing this, Guangyou smiled faintly: "That's not nonsense."

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