A few minutes later.
Zhang Xiaohao found a secluded spot, shook his right hand, and stored the electric tricycle and all the barbecue on it into the Shennong Ring.
With everything settled, Zhang Xiaohao headed towards the only inn in town.
The inn wasn't large, just a three-story building built by the family.
When Zhang Xiaohao entered, the innkeeper was still asleep.
"Boss, do you have any rooms left?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Ah! Yes, yes, there's still one! But it's the best room; it'll be two hundred yuan a night," the innkeeper said.
"Okay, I'll take it," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He took out two hundred yuan, received the key from the owner's hand, and then walked up to the third floor.
A few seconds later, Zhang Xiaohao stood inside the room.
Surveying the room, which was only a few dozen square meters, it had its own bathroom, a television, and a VCR.
This is what they call a fancy room? Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and chuckled.
Bang!
