I Become a Landlady in the Game World
Chapter 259 - 162: The Reputation of Hope Village

Chapter 259: Chapter 162: The Reputation of Hope Village

Charlot and his group looked around.

As they looked more closely, they realized that the prosperity of the entire territory was concentrated on this main road.

By focusing all the pedestrian traffic on this street, how could it not prosper!

Although it was a clever tactic, it was still a strategy.

For this reason, Charlot had a higher opinion of Hope Village.

And in this moment of observation, the aromas of food and various cries of vendors drifted through the air to their noses and ears.

"Spicy and appetizing hot and sour noodles."

"Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside fried chicken."

"Convenient and fast sandwiches."

"Unsurpassed flavor tomato hot pot."

"..."

Hearing about all these unfamiliar foods, the people who had traveled all day involuntarily swallowed their saliva.

Especially since they had all tried the delicacies of Hope Village.

In such a situation, their senses were continuously amplified.

Only one word remained in their minds.

Craving.

"Lord, shall we go settle in first?" Just then, one of the Mercenary Team Captains, Wendell, asked Charlot.

They followed Charlot because they were concerned about his identity.

Indeed, since Charlot needed to stay in Bengela Town, they did not dare to leave first.

After all, they knew that Charlot and his party weren’t stopping due to the hot weather because they were afraid of the special climate but because they wanted an excuse to rest.

If they left, who knows if they would be resented.

After all, as the leading Charlot was a noble, although his territory was far beyond theirs, no one wanted to be remembered unfavourably by a noble—the consequences would definitely not be good.

It wasn’t worth jeopardizing their future prospects for a slight benefit.

But now it was different, as they had arrived at Hope Village, where paths diverged.

And, having observed a slight dispute earlier, what if they stayed and ended up being a laughingstock?

However, they dared to ask proactively because, having traveled together, they knew that Baron Charlot was perhaps a bit arrogant but not bad.

Otherwise, they would have certainly waited for Charlet to speak first.

Charlot glanced at Wendell and the other Mercenary Team leaders.

He didn’t really care much about these people; he had already gotten the benefits he wanted.

Moreover, he didn’t want them to see him in this "embarrassed" scene.

Thinking this, he casually said, "Do as you wish, and thank you for looking after us on the road."

"Not at all."

After a few words of polite conversation, Wendell and the others quickly made themselves scarce.

Team by team, people swiftly rushed towards various shops.

The delicacies of Hope Village had been on their minds for a long time.

Watching the merchant teams surge like a tide into different shops, Charlot’s lips twitched.

He actually was very eager to try them, but according to his plan, he was supposed to be accompanied by the Lord of Hope Village.

Now, there was no one, let alone the Lord of Hope Village; even the village chief had disregarded him.

What was more infuriating was that he couldn’t do much about it.

The noble title of the Lord of Hope Village was higher than his, and the village chief was the Lord’s confidant. Relying on Hope Village and the Lord, they really had no desire for him.

Even understanding this reasoning, he was truly annoyed.

"Lord, shall we go find a hotel now?" Knight Haus, observing the people’s rushing figures, directly asked.

They wanted to eat!

Traveling from San Sebastian City to Hope Village, although they had stopped in various territories, most of the time was spent enduring the hardship of travel.

How delicious could the dry food they ate on the road be?

But to make a grand entrance, they wore thick layers of armor, making the load heavy and dining inconvenient, so they quickly needed to find a place to settle down.

Speaking of which, they also felt frustrated, as this impressive armor, in the eyes of the Professionals in Hope Village, was just...nice looking.

Moreover, considering everything they encountered upon arriving at Hope Village, they had a feeling.

Hope Village really has its unique ways...

Speaking of which, seeing their prideful leader being helplessly dealt with by Hope Village, they found it quite amusing to witness such a rare embarrassing scene.

It’s a rare opportunity!

Noticing their eager expressions, Charlotte nodded slightly, "Well, let’s go to... the hotel."

As she spoke, Charlotte’s gaze wandered and settled on a nearby tavern.

Although different from a hotel, the tavern also served the function of a hotel.

Judging from its location, it should be the first one.

It’s this one!

Quickly, after handing over the Horse Beast to Haus, she headed towards the tavern.

As soon as they stepped in, two people came up to greet them; one enthusiastically took over the Horse Beast they were leading, while the other guided them into the tavern.

"Are you here to eat or to stay?"

"Stay," Charlotte responded.

"Alrighty."

With these words, Charlotte and her group entered the tavern.

Upon entering, a lively scene unfolded before their eyes.

Every table in the hall was full.

On the tables, aside from beer, she also saw plenty of food strung on wooden sticks, both meat and vegetables, all greasy, with small crumbs and a red sauce.

It looked rather unappealing, but it smelled fantastic!

The roadside conversation about the specialties of Hope Village by the mercenary team from Bengala Town—skewers??—suddenly popped into her mind.

Skewered and grilled? Quite fitting indeed.

While Charlotte was observing, many people also noticed them, just like the professionals at the door, their eyes gleaming at the sight of their armor.

"Cool armor!"

Hearing this exclamation, Charlotte snapped back to reality and, with a twitch of her mouth, walked towards the tavern’s reception.

"Arrange the best rooms for us."

"We currently have 8 single rooms, 4 double rooms, and 2 quadruple rooms," Tang Shiliu checked the records and said directly.

Listening to this, Charlotte frowned, is that all?

"If it’s not enough, you can go to the hotel in the back, the layout and environment are the same as here, and it’s a lot quieter," Tang Shiliu noticed the unusual expression on Charlotte’s face and suggested proactively.

"We’ll take all the rooms," said Charlotte, and some of the knights behind her quickly calculated the numbers and took their leave.

"Mhm."

Tang Shiliu then proceeded with the registration.

After the registration, Tang Shiliu handed over the room plaques, "Single rooms on the second floor, double rooms on the third floor, quadruple rooms on the fourth floor, the plaques have the corresponding floor and room numbers, just say when you need hot water, and we’ll have someone deliver it to the room."

Charlotte listened, her lips moved slightly.

No provision for hot water in the rooms! It still needs to be delivered!

And what about a butler to cater to guest needs?

Then she remembered this was a tavern, basically prepared for mercenaries, no butlers here.

As for providing hot water, it is produced by magic items in the rooms; this tavern probably doesn’t have the capability to install them.

She pursed her lips, registered, and took the room plaque before leaving.

When she got to the room and saw how cramped it was, Charlotte cursed under her breath.

What a terrible territory!

On the other side, Zhou Bai, who had left earlier, was questioned by Bayer.

"Is that really okay?" Bayer knew how proud nobles could be.

"There’s nothing wrong with it! If our territory favored nobles and granted them privileges, it would only be our own territory that ends up in chaos, no need to make an exception for anyone," Zhou Bai stated directly, "most importantly, our Lord is not even here, who can he seek to settle accounts?"

Hearing Zhou Bai’s words, Bayer realized and laughed, "Village Chief, you’re impressive!"

Lord seemed to handle things even better than he imagined.

"Just average, average." This was a lazy solution conceived by a lazy person.

"It’s just that our reputation among the nobles might not be too good in the future," Bayer added immediately.

Zhou Bai listened but shook his head, "No! I believe, by the time the name of Hope Village reaches their ears, it won’t be described as troublesome, but in four words."

"Hmm?"

"The Capital of Gourmet!"

She believed no one could escape the ultimate law of delicious food!