Lan Decai worked hard all the way without stopping. After more than ten days, we finally arrived in the capital at noon that day.
The capital city is bustling and bustling, with people coming and going on the streets. Lan Decai rode a white horse and inquired along the street, and soon found the location of Jubaozhai's shop.
When he came to the front of the store, Lan Decai tied the horse to the horse post in front of the door and hurried into the store.
In the store, several clerks were busy receiving customers. Lan Decai entered the store, stretched his neck, opened his eyes, and glanced left and right at the counter. He felt that he couldn't tell which clerk was from the boss? He had never done any business before, and without restraint or etiquette, he asked loudly and loudly, "Hey, I want to ask, which one of you is the shop owner of Jubaozhai?"
Hearing the foreign accent, a middle-aged clerk walked up to him and asked indifferently: "Oh, you, this customer, do you want to see Boss He for anything?"
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