The prosperity of Bianliang can only be seen most directly in front of tourists at night, and Maxing Street is even more lively.
Seeing that their plan was half successful, Sun Junming and Zheng Qing naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity. They ran to Ma Xing Street during the lighting time, leaving Tokichiro pitifully alone in the guest room of Xixi Building.
In front of Wang Fu, Tokichiro was the Japanese envoy Fujiwara Tokichiro. When he returned to Xixi Tower, although Tokichiro was still well-dressed, in the eyes of Sun Junming and Zheng Qing, he was still the Japanese slave who moved goods. How could he possibly be in the same room with them?
?
Tokichiro only had a few pitiful coins, and the cost of Xixi Tower was not that of a country hotel. A few dollars could cover one night. Sun Junming didn't even buy him dinner when he left. In his eyes, a servant like Tokichiro would spend a day.
One meal is enough.[
Haven’t you already eaten at lunch? Just skip it in the evening!
Tokichiro couldn't understand the language, so he had to ask for a pot of hot water and a drink when he was hungry. Fortunately, the guest room in Xixi Building was in good condition, with soft bedding and exquisite furnishings, which was a great comfort to Tokichiro.
In the eyes of the clerks at Xixilou, Tokichiro was just an eccentric Japanese businessman. Ever since Tokichiro asked for the pot of hot water, several clerks had privately called Tokichiro "Iron Rooster".
"This Japanese businessman is too stingy. How can he not go out at night in Bianliang?"
"That is, no matter which country's businessmen come to Bianliang, they spend a lot of money. This kind of prosperity is not found everywhere."
"The clothes are quite expensive, and I don't know if I have some cooking cakes in my sleeves and are hiding in the room to eat them. No wonder I need water!"
The murmurings of the several waiters were clearly heard by Shopkeeper Liu of Xixi Building, and he couldn't help but shook his head and ordered.
"He's a businessman after all. Just let the kitchen cook two side dishes and send them over."
"The shopkeeper is very generous." The shopkeeper invited guests, but the waiter had nothing to say and bowed away: "I'm afraid these Japanese people are not like us Song people. They don't understand the principle of repaying a drop of water with a spring. The shopkeeper
It’s a good intention, just for the white-eyed wolf who can’t get enough to eat.”
Shopkeeper Liu pretended not to hear the waiter's complaints and sat down holding a teacup in silence. The kitchen moved very quickly, and in less than a moment, he had prepared two side dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, plus a bowl.
The waiter brought the rice on a wooden plate for Shopkeeper Liu to take a look at.
"If there's anything good to see here, just bring it over."
Shopkeeper Liu frowned and waved his hand, urging the waiter to bring it to the Japanese businessman.
The waiter picked up the wooden plate and was about to turn around and leave, but his arm was grabbed by a handsome hand.
At the same time, a very gentle voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
In the surprised eyes of Shopkeeper Liu and the staff, a woman in her twenties appeared in the store at some point.
This woman is not tall and has an average figure, but her clothes are very decent and her face is gentle enough to melt a stone.
Not only that, it also smells very good, not a pungent and overbearing fragrance, but equally gentle.
At least the guy suddenly found his arm being held by such a gentle woman. The fragrance blew towards the back of his neck as the woman spoke. He felt that his upper body was almost melting. As soon as his hand was released, the wooden plate fell straight down.
.
One of the waiters exclaimed, but the next moment, the wooden plate was being held firmly by a pair of gentle hands.[
"Let me send you there." The woman smiled softly, as if a spring breeze was blowing.
Shopkeeper Liu asked in confusion: "Who is the girl?"
The woman held the wooden plate firmly with her left hand, and a yellow-orange waist plate appeared from nowhere in her right hand.
"Does the shopkeeper know this badge?"
"Imperial City Secretary!"
Shopkeeper Liu naturally recognizes this waist card, to be precise, this waist card.
The last time this waist badge appeared in Xixi Tower, the owner was still the commander. Now, a few months later, he has transformed into the official of Ximen.
Not to mention that without the Ximen officials, Tian Hu would not have been wiped out so quickly; the story has been made into a story by some storytellers, and the matter is hotly discussed in the streets.
"What are your orders, Lord Ximen?" Shopkeeper Liu could no longer sit still, stood up solemnly, and saluted the waist badge.
"The slave family has been sent by Lord Ximen to do business." The woman put away her waist badge and said, "This meal will be delivered by the slave family. It's up to you to do whatever you want."
Before shopkeeper Liu could get up, the woman was already holding the wooden plate with one hand and walked back in a gust of wind.
A sharp-eyed waiter noticed that the wooden plate was as stable as a mountain in the woman's hand, and even the vegetable soup did not spill out. He couldn't help but marvel at the woman's skill.
Tokichiro had already drank the pot of hot water, but his stomach was still growling, so he simply lay down on the bed.
"After you sleep, you won't feel hungry."
Tokichiro comforted himself, wasn't this what happened when he was on the ship? Not to mention that he had to wake up hungry and clean the deck early the next morning.
Just when Tokichiro was counting his ribs and was about to fall asleep, there were two unhurried knocks on the door. Tokichiro didn't understand the music, but he also thought it sounded very pleasant.
Almost without thinking, Tokichiro rolled out of bed and opened the door.
Ah, woman! Beautiful young woman!
Tokichiro's eyes suddenly became confused. He didn't know where to look for a moment, so he had to lower his head and noticed that there was a wooden plate in the woman's hand.
food!
Tokichiro felt a hunger in his belly like wildfire, burning throughout his body.
The visitor observed Tokichiro with great interest, but at this moment Tokichiro made a sound of abdominal rumbling at the right time, which made the visitor couldn't help but smile.[
"Are you hungry? The food is prepared for you, just take it."
After saying that, the young woman thrust the wooden plate into Tokichiro's hand.
Tokichiro swallowed and subconsciously expressed his heartfelt thanks in Japanese.
But soon, the hungry Tokichiro suddenly realized something was wrong.
Tokichiro, who was working as a handyman on the ship, could only understand some simple Chinese, but now he could fully understand what the young woman meant.
Because the young woman actually spoke Japanese!
In surprise, Tokichiro almost knocked over the wooden plate in his hand. The young woman stabilized the wooden plate with very flexible movements, squeezed into the house and closed the door.
"My name is Juzi."
Kikuko's gentle smile reminded Tokichiro of his mother in his hometown.
The mother who starved to death in order to leave the last ration for herself!
"The younger one is Tokichiro."
Tokichiro hurriedly placed the wooden plate on the table next to him and stammered.
"Tokichiro? Isn't it Fujiwara Kitaro?" Although Kikuko was wearing Hanfu, she still raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and smiled softly, making Tokichiro groan from the bottom of his heart.
"This villain is just a mover, how can he have a last name?"
Encouraged by Kikuko's gaze, Tokichiro spoke more and more fluently, almost forgetting his hunger.
That's right, in Japan, only nobles have surnames. That's right, the Fujiwara, Taira, and Genji families, almost all Japanese nobles, have these surnames. Non-nobles don't even have surnames, only a nickname.
In the eyes of Japanese aristocrats, these untouchables only need to have a nickname to distinguish them, and they can be called here and there.
Of course, there is an exception, and that is the emperors of the past dynasties. Because there is only one emperor, there is no need for a surname at all, as long as there is a name.
In fact, it was only after the Meiji Restoration, when the Emperor ordered that everyone must have a surname, that it became popular. Of course, many people added famous aristocratic surnames in the past in front of their nicknames for the sake of face, and there was also a lot of randomness.
’ is a surname that can make people laugh out loud.
"Tokichiro, you are not a businessman, why are you dressed like this? What are you doing in Bianliang?" Kikuko's voice was very gentle, but there seemed to be an irresistible strength that made Tokichiro refuse to answer.
"The villain is not a businessman, but he was ordered by the master to disguise himself as an envoy and come to Bianliang to meet an official?" Tokichiro looked confused: "The villain can't even speak Chinese well. Whatever happens is the master's fault.
Pretend to interpret.”
Tokichiro told everything like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. If Sun Junming and Zheng Qing, who were immersed in the gentle country, heard it, they would probably vomit three liters of blood.
Not only that, after Tokichiro finished his "explanation", he also said: "The villains are all 'forced' to pretend to be envoys. If not, the master will throw the villain into the sea and feed it to the fish, Miss Kikuko. You can take the villain away!"
Fujiyoshiro spoke sincerely, and finally knelt down and kowtowed.
"Tokichiro, I know everything about your situation." Kikuko helped Tokichiro up: "But I have to report this situation to my master before I can make a decision; I can't take you away without my master's consent."
Tokichiro said dejectedly: "Who is your master?"
Facing Tokichiro's inquiry, Kikuko just smiled slightly: "You will know soon. Before that, you did whatever Sun Junming and Zheng Qing asked you to do."
"Don't worry, my master will rescue you from the pit of fire." Juzi then comforted: "But before that, Tokichiro, you must not reveal the slightest bit of information, especially this conversation between me and you."
Tokichiro nodded silently, Kikuko smiled slightly, turned around, opened the door and walked away; Tokichiro caught up two steps, and Kikuko's figure had disappeared.
When Tokichiro returned to the house, he discovered that there was a bunch of copper coins on the table. They were yellow and orange and made him happy.
“Plenty of money!”
Although Tokichiro was a mover, his vision was not bad, and his heart was beating wildly. Normally, the copper coins in circulation in the market were only around 700, but this amount of money was actually a thousand copper coins.
This copper coin is of extremely high quality. If returned to Japan, it can be exchanged for several times lower quality copper coins.
Tokichiro quickly found a cloth bag, collected the copper coins, and tied them around his waist. This had become his first wealth, and he naturally had to keep it well. After silently thanking Kikuko and her unknown master for the reward, Tokichiro said harshly
He pounced hard on the already cold food.
You must fill your stomach! You must live!
Tokichiro said to himself while devouring his food.