Chapter 173

The manager, sensing my displeasure, quickly left with his staff. Right then, Mrs. Brown stepped forward, frowning as she surveyed the surroundings with an expression of apparent dissatisfaction. "What kind of shabby place is this? This looks just like an average village! Did you book us a stay at some rural homestay?" "Yeah! Look over there. There are ducks in the river! What proper hotel raises poultry? This is obviously some village-turned-guesthouse!" "Not just that, look at those wooden houses. They're no taller than two floors. What is this place supposed to be? I wouldn't even dare post photos of this place on social media!" What they said left me speechless. What ordinary village could possibly look this beautiful? At a glance, I could already identify over a dozen types of rare flowers and plants. And that wasn't even a river—it was a man-made canal with ponds. The birds swimming on it weren't ordinary ducks but a hybrid breed of colorful ducks boasting vibrant and varie