"Is this Japan? My mother's hometown, so beautiful..." It's already winter. Since getting on the bus, the window has been covered with dense drizzle, which is even more in line with the endless
The green seems to have no gaps. People who have been living in layers of reinforced concrete seem to realize now that green can be so thick and light that it can be so unrestrained and unrestrained all over the mountains and fields.
During the subsequent journey, this kind of green that could be seen everywhere has been difficult for Ye Yangjian to let go. It can be said that in Hokkaido, there is no grass growing except asphalt roads, and all the ground is covered with green.
The strange scenery and unique climate are all green, although it is winter. As we walk along, Ye Yangjian carefully appreciates the scenery along the way. Except for the sea of flowers, it is green, and it is all shrouded in hazy drizzle.
It makes people sigh that there are all kinds of fragments in the world.
Of course, there are volcanoes everywhere in Japan along the way.
In Japanese culture, it is said that volcanoes are hell, but later I found out that it is a big mistake. Because it is a region with extremely frequent volcanic activity, there is a white mist that continues to rise, spreading around with a strong sulphur atmosphere, as if it is a body.
Stolen from hell. It is said that the Japanese believe that they will first go to the farewell hell when they are alive, and that they can go to heaven after they die.
The "Showa Johor Bahru" that Ye Yangjian and his friends passed by was an extremely young volcano. In the words of the Japanese, they could almost watch the eruption of this volcano.
The Japanese driver was proudly driving the car, constantly playing guest appearances with the tour guide and explaining the local customs, and allowing Ye Yangjian and Song Chao to constantly appreciate the two white fogs that soared into the sky from all angles, and the ground gap.
There was also some rising white fog in the middle. Ye Yangjian asked the driver to stop the car and try to put his hands on the hole to feel a little hot.
"This is really good, it's worth it to come and have a look! Haha..." Ye Yangjian said with a happy smile.
"Don't think too much, brother, go, get in the car..." Song Chao knew what Ye Yangjian meant, kindly comforted him, pulled Ye Yangjian into the car, and asked the driver to drive directly to a booked hot spring hotel.
Hokkaido's hot springs are quite famous, and hot springs can naturally be enjoyed near volcanoes. Hot spring hotels, whose history can be traced back several centuries, were originally provided by ordinary people to provide resting places for businessmen, worshipers, and foreign travelers. As demand increases, gradually
It has become a commercial phenomenon, thus developing into a hotel. The guest rooms in the hotel are generally separated by barriers. There are multiple living facilities in the house, providing comfortable living space, and providing four seasons of food and wine. Cuisine can be said to be the signature of the hotel
, especially in the evening, you will prepare local specialties, local cuisine, kaiseki cuisine, etc., which can make people enjoy the food...
Japan admires the strong man. The driver saw that the two people in the car were tall, and they had the feeling of being big, whether they were dressed or talked in temperament. So after the car stopped, he was very dedicated to helping them unload them.
I don’t know what I put in the luggage, which is top-quality workmanship and materials, but I feel heavy...
"I'll do it..." Ye Yangjian reached out and grabbed a suitcase and carried it in his hand. He walked side by side with Song Chao to the hotel. He was still very satisfied with Song Chao's arrangement. He could take a bath before the task.
A rare enjoyment.
When the two entered the door, they touched a small wind chime on the porch. After a crisp "jingle", the owner of the hotel immediately took a small step to welcome the guests from afar...
The owner of the Hot Spring Hotel is a Japanese old lady who smiled very friendly, warmly and politely received Ye Yangjian and Song Chao, carefully arranged the room, and helped the driver unload his luggage from the car. Of course, this is also
It may be related to Song Chao being able to speak fluent and authentic Japanese.
"Thank you for your service, these are for you..." Boss Song paid a considerable tip and politely expressed his gratitude to the driver in Japanese.
"Thank you so much. Sir, are you Japanese? I thought you were Chinese..." The driver was surprised that Song Chao's Japanese was so authentic and generous. He bowed to thank Song Chao while he was a little humble.
Asked.
"Sorry, I am Chinese..." Song Chao waved his hand. This person is a little good, that is, no matter under any circumstances, he always keeps me as a Chinese and keeps it in his mouth and heart. This is also Ye Yang.
What Jian and others appreciate most.
"Oh, is that true? Then I am so rude. I heard the authentic Tokyo flavor from your accent, so I misunderstood. Please accept my apology. Guests from afar, I hope you stay here.
Happy, these days when you have any requirements, you can call me if you have any questions. I will be there any time, even at night, so I will take the leave first..." The Japanese driver immediately bowed and apologized.
After explaining carefully and carefully, I drove away...
"I'm quite polite, but I'm a little too humble and have no self..." Ye Yangjian looked at the car that was leaving and said with a smile.
"The social and family pressure of Japanese men is very high, and it is not as good as the leisure time we Chinese men, especially the middle-aged man who is at this age who earns money outside to support his family every day. The tip you give him today is enough to be half a day for him.
The monthly salary is now, so his gratitude to you is from the bottom of his heart. Japan is not all bad guys. Alas, I'm sorry, I'm talking too much. You two, welcome you..." The old lady said the words "Mandarin"
The sarcastic intent scared Ye Yangjian.
"We China? Are you old lady?!" Ye Yangjian asked with a frown when he heard this.
"Old man surnamed Guan, General, Captain Ye, welcome you..." The old lady smiled and straightened her slightly bent spine and said.
"I am my own person, this is the intelligence officer in the Hokkaido area, Grandma Guan, and the organization code name is 'Guan Erye'..." Song Chao gave a brief introduction and named the old lady's identity.
"Oh, Mr. Guan Er, hey, I'll call you Grandma Guan. Grandma has been disturbed this time..." Ye Yangjian put down his salute and stood up straight and said politely. He is a filial grandson.
When Grandma Guan was approaching her kind-hearted grandmother, she vaguely touched the little thoughts in her heart, so there was more love in her words.
"If you don't disturb me, you're tired all the way. I'm afraid I'm not well received. Let's take a bath first. Let's talk about the specific situation at dinner..." The person who was called Grandma Guan was full of faces.
She smiled and bowed and said, as an old spy agent, she spent almost most of her life in Japan, and her words and deeds were not so easy to change.
"You have learned about this mission, I'm working hard..." Song Chao also replied with a bow.
Since they came, they were at peace, and there were not many guests in the hotel. After changing their clothes, Ye Yangjian and Song Chao came to the open-air hot spring in the backyard of the hotel in wooden clogs, planning to take a bath.
Hokkaido's hot springs are even more thunderous. With the storm and exhaustion of the world, Ye Yangjian soaked himself into the warm spring water. For a moment, all the troubles seemed to float away with the coolness of his body.
Soaking softly in the warm spring water, breathing freely in the clear air, drizzling drizzle falling from the head and ears, looking at the calm water of Toya Lake and the peaceful distant mountains in the distance, or thinking about nothing, nothing
Don't look, close your eyes and hold your breath.
Ye Yangjian then understood why the characters in Gu Long love Japanese bathing so much and regard it as the greatest enjoyment in life. In fact, it is said that now is not the best time to enjoy hot springs, and wait until "the snow is frozen thousands of miles away."
"At that time, the snowflakes on Hokkaido were as big as a mat above my head, and the hot springs on Hokkaido were as warm as spring, which was the best place...