I Opened an Inn Next to a Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 150
Only Noblemtl
Episode 150
After seeing the restaurant and the kitchen, it was time for the guest rooms.
As I walked up the stairs to the second floor, I saw rooms that were close together.
First of all, the hallway passed. The floor was cleaned and didn’t creak when you walked on it. In addition, there were pictures on the wall, adding to the interior design.
Up to this point, it’s not much different from Eugene’s inn. So what about the inside of the guest room?
“Hmm.”
Eugene opened the door to the guest room and went in, caressing his chin and letting out a low moan.
“There’s dust as soon as you open it.”
“Huh? Oh, this, this is… … Haha. Rice, it’s nothing special.”
Fellow came in and wiped the dust off with his hand. That part was cleaned up, but it didn’t mean that what he had already seen was unseen.
Eugene walked past Fellow, who was smiling awkwardly, and walked inside, looking around.
A large bed, table, shelves, a blurry mirror, and a large window. This room has a very simple furniture arrangement.
There’s no problem with this. It has everything you need. Of course, you can’t put in things like a hair dryer, a completely transparent mirror, or a mini-fridge like you would in your own hotel.
This is pretty good quality. The floor isn’t cracked, and although the bed is hard, it’s still soft, and most of all, the large windows give a sense of openness.
But that’s not the point. There was one fundamental problem.
“Mr. Fellow, have you cleaned this place by any chance?”
“Yes? Yes. Yes, I did.”
“No. From what I saw, it didn’t seem like it was done.”
Eugene ran his fingers over the table that looked like a dressing table.
Then the dust gets on your hands.
“Uh, uh, that, that’s it.”
I touched other places too, but they were all dusty. Not only the windowsill, but even the bed.
“Mr. Fellow. Be honest with me. You didn’t clean this place, did you?”
“Oh, it was clear! It’s true!”
Fellow protested desperately. There was a look of resentment on his face. When Eugene saw it, he was sincere.
No, if this was cleaned, what is this dust?
“Didn’t the boss personally check what the employees cleaned?”
“Yes. How can I check each and every one of them? Of course, I have my own work to do… … .”
“When was the last time you checked the room?”
“Yes? That, that’s it. So, when was it?”
Eugene touched his forehead. You don’t have an answer right away? That’s the problem. You’re saying you don’t know either.
‘At least a week.’
That’s the bare minimum, and it’s been much longer than that. I don’t know for sure, but it’s probably been more than ten days since I last checked it myself.
“The employee lied.”
“Huh? You’re lying?”
“Yes, otherwise why would the dust remain as it is?”
“That can’t be true. I trained you so hard.”
“You trained hard, but you didn’t check it.”
“That’s true. But do I really need to confirm it? I trust my staff. They are my younger siblings who have been with me for a long time!”
Eugene shook his head. It was obvious just by looking at this why the number of customers was gradually decreasing.
‘The mind is corrupted from the start.’
Well, it’s not that I don’t understand. This is the average for the people of the continent of Karnis. In fact, unless it’s a top-class hotel, it’s like this no matter where you go in the continent. It’s a daily occurrence to see dust piled up, and it’s even frowning. Looking at that, Pelo was a nobleman.
But let me be clear. Just because everyone else is doing it, should I follow suit? No. I have to change. If you want to make money, and if you have come to me with shame and come here asking for help, you have to be willing to change.
“Mr. Pello, I always go around the rooms once a day to check their condition. Do you really think I don’t trust my employees enough to check like this every day?”
“that…….”
Pello lowered his head. He seemed to have realized that something was strange.
“When I asked you to check, I didn’t mean to distrust your employees. I meant that since it’s your store, you should make the final confirmation.”
“… … .”
“Have you lost anything? Have you wiped away all the dust? Have you checked if there are any broken or cracked areas? Have you replaced the blankets with new ones? If you can’t afford to replace them, have you at least dusted them and washed them?”
“… … .”
“That’s something the manager has to check himself. Why would he do that? Because the employees aren’t the store owners.”
It’s such an obvious story.
Employees are just employees. They say they have a sense of ownership, but that’s all nonsense.
If you’re not the owner, how can you think like one? If you take the money like the boss, then that’s fine. If not, if you take a lot of incentives, then that’s fine.
So, no matter what, the CEO has to check it himself. Of course, that won’t be possible if the scale is too large, but at this scale, he should be able to cover it all by himself.
If you can’t afford that, then you really need to train your employees thoroughly.
But to Eugene, it didn’t seem like that was the case.
If that were the case, wouldn’t the dust not have been wiped off even if I cleaned it? It’s the most basic thing.
‘No, not anywhere else, but the table and the bed should be free of dust.’
If so, the answer is one of two things.
The employee lied and said they cleaned when they didn’t.
Otherwise, the staff may not know how to clean properly.
Eugene explained these points in detail.
“Mr. Pello, do you know that? No matter how many employees you have, if the store owner doesn’t take care of the store himself, it’s obvious.”
“It smells… like tea.”
“Yes. So, the boss, take the time to take care of it yourself. Pay attention to cleanliness, and always listen to the customers if they have any inconveniences. Then, you will have more customers than you do now.”
After that, I went around here and there and pointed out various things.
There were a lot of fallen leaves in the front yard of the inn that were not swept away, and the bench creaked but was not maintained. It was mainly about poor maintenance.
Honestly, I have a lot to say, but I held back.
It’s not even my store, so why bother? Just point out the basics.
“I guess that’s all I have to say.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much!”
Fellow bowed his head. Tears were welling up in his eyes. No, this big and fierce gentleman has a lot of sensitivity.
“If I just fix the things you pointed out, will I be okay? Is that so?”
“I don’t know if it will be a hit or not. But I am sure it will be better than it is now.”
“That’s enough! Thank you! Thank you so much!”
Fellow bowed his head again and clenched his fists. Was he trying to cheer himself on in his own way?
“Oh, right. There’s something I didn’t tell you.”
“yes?”
“Accommodation is too expensive.”
Gulp.
Fellow swallowing his saliva.
“I think you should also reduce your accommodation costs a bit.”
“That, that. There’s nothing left… … .”
“If you don’t like it, then don’t worry about it. Do what you want. It’s not my store, after all.”
It’s expensive so customers aren’t coming, so you can whine and just close it or whatever you want.
As I turned around with that in mind, I heard a voice behind me.
“I’ll lower the price! Seriously!”
Eugene nodded with a smirk.
Will they really do that?
That’s something we’ll have to wait and see.
If you accept it, you will survive, if not, you will be eliminated.
* * *
A week passed, and Pello’s inn became crowded with guests.
Buzzing. The Pelon Inn boasts of its prosperity from its early days of opening.
The Elf staff kept asking Eugene if he had seen it with his own eyes.
“Mr. Eugene, have you seen that? That ugly human inn, it’s doing well.”
“I saw it.”
“Why did you do that?”
“what?”
“That’s what Eugene advised me. Do this. Do that.”
The faces of the elf staff were sharp. Faces full of complaints.
“Oh really? That’s good.”
“No, it’s not good. We’re competitors.”
“You’re competing?”
“yes.”
“Hey, no. What about competition?”
Competition? It’s not a game in the first place. Eugene muttered.
“The game isn’t working?”
“Yeah. Think about it. If you were me, would you help someone who could threaten my store?”
“No. You won’t help me?”
“I’m the same. Do you think I’m crazy to do something like that? I helped you because I didn’t think you were my competition in the first place.”
Excellent toilets and showers based on a well-made water and sewage system! Top-class guest rooms! Excellent leisure facilities! Even a breathtaking hot spring! Your inn has unique content that cannot be compared to those of imitators.
In addition, the cost of accommodation and food are overwhelmingly cheap.
Eugene was confident that they would not dare to follow suit.
What? You’re following along? Then you won’t make money. If you don’t want to make money, then follow along.
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah. So don’t be too upset.”
“I see. If that’s what you’re saying, Eugene, then that’s what it must be.”
The elf staff members nodded obediently. Rather, they nodded so obediently that Eugene felt discouraged. No, what else should I ask? There’s no point in refuting it.
* * *
Two more weeks passed, and in the meantime, the number of guests at Pello’s inn decreased… … .
Why on earth would that be? I don’t know. Eugene doesn’t care about that anymore.
However, according to rumors, it seems to have returned to the way it was before Eugene gave feedback.
“See, I told you. I told you not to worry about it.”
“That’s right. What Eugene said is true.”
It’s not like the customers have completely stopped coming. But business isn’t going well either. The customers are coming in somehow. That’s about it.
Fortunately, Pelo had a conscience and did not come to Eugene again. If he had asked for help one more time, I had planned to refuse him outright.
If you helped me once for free, that’s enough. Why would you help me twice? That’s not possible. If you get a taste of free stuff, you’re in big trouble.
Meanwhile, Eugene’s inn was still doing well. So much so that he was even considering expanding it further. Well, the conclusion was to maintain the status quo.
It was judged that too hasty expansion would be unreasonable. It is important to row when the water comes in, but shouldn’t you be careful not to tear your legs if you overdo it?
Well, it was a happy day. Today, too, Eugene was watering the mandrakes.
‘You’ve grown a lot since then.’
The baby mandragoras have grown quite large. I can’t tell for sure since I haven’t dug them up, but I can tell they’ve grown quite a bit because the leaves are quite large.
‘These guys are also running around.’
There are more than a dozen baby mandragoras. It’s a bit creepy to think of them all running around. How scary would it be if little ginseng roots were running around in the middle of the night?
Isn’t it? Or not.
Eugene, who had finished pouring water, hummed as he put the water jug back in the storage room.
Before we knew it, the sun was setting. It was almost time for dinner.
‘What should I eat today?’
Someone ran up to Eugene, who was having the happiest dilemma in the world: deciding what to eat.
“Tongue, bro!”
It was Edwin.
Edwin ran in a hurry and then caught his breath.
“Come this way!”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“No, well. The World Tree is laden with fruit! Such delicious fruit!”