The innkeeper's words coincided perfectly with Meiduo's plans. She looked up, smiling gently, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The innkeeper squeezed her bulky body into the rattan chair, which creaked under her weight. "However, you'll have to have the money ready. It's not just about booking passage; even asking around on Bar Street costs some money. It's not a lot, but I'm running a small business just to keep the family fed. My young son at the port doesn't earn much; he helps out with manual labor, but he can't cover the cost of drinks."
Meiduo nodded in agreement, her long lashes lowered.
"How much money do you have? I'll let my son know so he has an idea when he takes you."
"I..." Meiduo bit her lip and said, "only have more than nine thousand Fei Yuan, and I still need to book passage."
"That should be enough," the innkeeper patted Meiduo's hand to reassure her.
After a bit more conversation, Meiduo stood up and left the dim lobby of the small inn, returning to her room.
