I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

PS: I would like to remind everyone that the selling routine of Ogata in this chapter is a real routine in Japanese history, and it is not the author's nonsense.

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"No. Sorry, I'm a little tired now." Isshiki shook her head lightly, "I want to go home and rest quickly."

In fact, Bei Yuan was not interested in performing at all.

The reason why Isshiki was invited to watch the show was because he knew that Isshiki is a person who loves to watch acrobatics.

Even the effort to invite Isshiki to watch the show failed—a bit of regret and loss appeared on Beiyuan's face.

However, he quickly cleaned up his expressions and emotions, and showed a very graceful smile again:

"It's okay. See you later, Miss Isshiki."

"En." Isshiki bowed to Kitahara, then turned and left without any hesitation.

Bei Yuan was not in a hurry to leave immediately, but continued to stand where she was, staring blankly at Isshiki's receding figure.

Until Isshiki's back figure had completely disappeared from the field of vision, he did not take his gaze back.

At this time, Beiyuan suddenly heard an acquaintance's voice behind him:

"Beiyuan-kun, don't look, Miss Yishi is gone."

"Miura-kun? Why are you here?" Kitahara raised his eyebrows, and cast a surprised look at the owner of the voice just now - a young man with seven followers behind him.

This young man, who Kitahara called Miura, was wearing extravagant clothes.

Brocade from Tang soil has always been a symbol of status in Japan in this era, and it is also a synonym for expensive.

Those who can afford brocade are, without exception, rich or expensive.

And this Miura is made of silk from head to toe, except for socks.

At the waist are two scabbards and the handles are engraved with many decorative patterns,

A knife of great value at a glance.

"I just happened to pass by here." Miura said with a smile, "When I passed by here, I happened to see you saying goodbye to Miss Isshiki."

Beiyuan showed embarrassment, and laughed a few times: "I let you see it..."

"You are really infatuated." Miura sighed softly, "You have been courting Ms. Isshiki for 3 years, right? Thank you for persisting. If it were me, I would always have a hot face and a cold ass, let alone 3 years I can't stand it for three months."

After saying that, Miura turned her head to look in the direction Isshiki left just now.

"Miss Isshi is not good enough, her attitude towards you is still so cold..."

"If you want to choose a husband, there is obviously no one in Osaka who is more suitable than you, Kitahara-kun."

"The appearance is dignified, and he is already the teacher of the Quanbingguan at a young age. It is only a matter of time before he inherits the Quanbingguan."

Speaking of this, Miura changed into a half-joking tone.

"If I remember correctly—Miss Isshiki is 21 years old this year, isn't she? After a few more years, she will completely become an old woman. She is so old, isn't she anxious about her marriage? "

"Hey, Miura." Kitahara cast a displeased look at Miura at this moment, "Even if it's you, you're not allowed to say anything wrong about Miss Isshiki."

Miura, who was taken aback by Kitahara's suddenly serious tone, shrugged: "Understood, I'll take back what I just said."

After finishing speaking, Miura straightened his clothes and cleared his throat.

"Okay, let's not talk about Miss Yishi anymore, it's rare to meet each other, do you want to go to the old place for a few drinks together?"

After pondering for a moment, Beiyuan nodded, "Okay."

Miura and Kitahara walked side by side, and walked quickly towards the old place - a certain izakaya they often went to.

After turning around an intersection, the two of them suddenly saw a lot of people surrounded by three floors on the street ahead and three floors outside.

"What are you doing up front?" Miura frowned slightly.

Because this group of people happened to be in the place where Beiyuan and the others had to pass, they strode towards the group in front.

As soon as they approached the crowd, they heard a loud shout from inside the crowd:

"Please look at it—I'm going to cut this piece of wood into two pieces with a single stroke of a knife."

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Taking advantage of his height, Ogata raised the wooden board in his hand high, so that the attracted spectators could clearly see the finger-wide wooden board he had just randomly picked up in his hand.

"A lot of spectators have come, so it's almost time to perform?" A strong man dressed as a samurai with two knives stuck in his waist shouted to Ogata impatiently.

Only people with double knives in their waists dare to talk to people with double knives in their waists like this.

Ogata ignored the strong man's urging, and looked around at the spectators around - more than 50 people had already surrounded him.

Seeing that the number of people was almost the same, Xu conveniently lowered the wooden plank he was holding high: "Then——I'm going to officially start the performance. Then, please don't be distracted."

Hearing what Ogata said, the spectators around hurriedly held their breath and concentrated.

Most of the spectators thought that Ogata was going to put the wooden plank on a half-person-high platform, and then use a knife to chop it.

The result——Ogata made a movement that almost everyone around him didn't expect.

He threw the plank high up.

The plank rolled and flew to the highest point, and then fell slowly.

When the wooden plank started to fall, Ogata, who maintained a normal standing posture, continued to hang his left hand down naturally, while his right hand held Da Shitian's handle——

Wushou Dual Swordsman Rachel.

The knife flashed.

A flash of knife light passed over the wooden board that was about to hit Ogata's forehead. The wooden board was split in half from the middle, and the two pieces fell on Ogata's left and right sides respectively.

quiet……

The surrounding spectators were silent at first, and then burst into thunderous applause, bursting into bursts of applause.

"Oh..." Standing at the back of the crowd, Kitahara, who had a panoramic view of Ogata's actions just now, raised his eyebrows.

Ogata, who had put his sword back into its sheath, bowed lightly to the spectators in front of him, and then shouted loudly:

"Everyone, it was just a small trial just now, and I will perform a more powerful performance next."

"However, before—"

Speaking of this, Ogata winked at A-Machi, A-Zhu, and the little girl next to him.

After receiving the gaze from Ogata, Acho, Azuki and the little girl hurriedly greeted the audience with packets of tooth powder.

"Can you please buy some tooth powder?" Ogata spread his left hand and made a "please" gesture, "You can buy a pack of these tooth powders for only 16 Wen!"

"Not only affordable, but also high quality."

"You only need to buy 15 packs, and you will have enough strength to continue performing."

Ogata almost said "Want me to perform? Pay for tooth powder!"

Although Ogata stated so bluntly that "If you want to watch the performance, you can buy tooth powder", but before he finished speaking, a large number of people have already pulled out money to buy tooth powder from A-Machi and Azuki.

Because Ogata's routine is actually an outdated routine, and everyone has seen it a lot. So when Ogata suddenly "changed his painting style" and asked everyone to buy tooth powder, no one expressed surprise.

Use performances to attract customers, and then stipulate what kind of performances will be performed according to the amount of goods sold-this method is actually not uncommon in this era.

Although this routine is very common, it is quite rare to use sword fighting to attract customers.

After all, there are only a handful of people who can use swordsmanship and are willing to perform it.

Ogata had heard Mucun's introduction before: Mucun used to be in Kyoto when he was in Yorishi, and once saw a prosperous medicine seller on the street.

His secret to selling medicine is to perform sword drawing skills.

With swordsmanship as the content of the performance, there will never be a lack of audience.

Swordsmanship is a very mysterious skill for the people of Limin - there are too few people who have the money and time to learn swordsmanship, so the attitude of most Limin people towards swordsmanship is "curiosity".

So the medicine seller never had a day without customers, and his medicines were basically sold out every time.

His routines are basically like this - try your skills first, let the audience see your ability, and then tell the audience: as long as my medicine can sell 10 copies or so, I will continue to perform more powerful things .

He relied on such routines to make a lot of money.

Now, Ogata just "borrowed" this routine.

At this moment, relying on this routine, the little girl could not sell a few packs of tooth powder for most of the day, but in a blink of an eye, she reached the set goal and sold 15 packs.

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, Ogata picked up the second wooden board and prepared to start the second performance.

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Ogata performed a total of 3 performances.

The 3 performances are all sword drawing skills. The second performance is to swing 2 knives in a row, chopping the falling wooden board into 3 pieces, and the third performance is to swing 3 knives in a row, but chop the falling wooden board into 5 pieces.

Even in a metropolis like Osaka, fencing performances are extremely rare, let alone such a level of fencing demonstrations.

After the third performance, Ogata and the others sold out all their tooth powder.

From the beginning of selling the tooth powder for the little girl to the sale of the tooth powder, it only took about 3 sticks of incense.

Now that the tooth powder has been sold out, Ogata naturally doesn't need to perform any more performances, so he bowed to the audience, saying that the performance is over and everyone can leave.

Some spectators were still not happy, and asked Ogata to perform a few more episodes, and some people asked Ogata whether he would still perform here tomorrow or when, but Ogata said in a tactful tone: When will I be short of money again after that? , will perform here again.

The spectators gradually dispersed, and Ogata and the others quickly left with the money they earned.

But Beiyuan and the others still stood where they were.

"...that man's skill is pretty good." Kitahara looked at the back of Ogata and the others, "His accent... he doesn't look like a native of Osaka, he probably is a wanderer from other places."

"Unfortunately, the level of swordsmanship is not bad, but he is an unscrupulous person who uses swordsmanship as a sideshow."

Beiyuan sneered and shook his head.

"Okay, Miura, let's go to the old place and have a few drinks quickly. If the time is delayed a little longer, it will be dark...huh?"

Kitahara looked at Miura next to him in surprise.

Miura, who was standing beside him, stared blankly at the direction where Ogata and the others left just now.

His dazed look seemed to have lost his soul.

"Miura?" Kitahara gently shook Miura's shoulder.

Kitahara shook his shoulders, and Miura's "soul" finally returned to his body.

But even though the soul returned to the body, Miura's gaze was still fixed on the direction where Ogata and the others left.

It wasn't until Ogata and the others almost disappeared from his sight that he muttered to himself:

"That woman is so beautiful..."

After finishing speaking, he swallowed hard.

Afterwards, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes.

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"Okay, let's go home quickly while it's still bright." Ogata patted the little girl's head.

At this time, Ogata and the others returned to the door of the tea house where they met the little girl just now.

"Really, thank you very much!" The little girl was holding a small cloth bag stuffed with the money earned from selling tooth powder in her arms, and she thanked Ogata and the others in a slightly choked voice. Ogata and the others bowed so deeply that they nearly knocked their heads to the ground.

"It's just a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning." Ogata smiled and said lightly, "Go home quickly."

The little girl ran towards the intersection not far away, turning her head three times at a time, stopping every few steps, bowing vigorously in the direction where Ogata and the others were, and then walking forward.

"Master Mashima is so kind!" After the little girl left, the short Azuki raised his hand with some difficulty, and patted Ogata's shoulder with a smile, "He is willing to condescend to help a little girl."

"What do you mean condescension..." Ogata said angrily, "I am neither respectable nor expensive. To be honest-I am just an ordinary person who is only good at fighting."

"It's just that I was in a hurry just now, so I just did some small things within my ability."

"Okay, let's go, before it's dark, let's go to other places...Huh?"

There was a sudden pause in Ogata's voice—because out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people striding towards them.

The leader of this group of people was dressed extremely brightly, exuding the aura of a rich man all over his body.

And this "rich man" was accompanied by a handsome man—it's a pity that he had a monthly haircut. In Ogata's eyes, his hairstyle successfully pulled his appearance to a negative number.

These two people are followed by 7 people - judging from the clothing and movements of these 7 people, 7 of them should be the followers of these two people.

A Ding and A Zhu also noticed this group of people striding towards them at this time, and cast doubtful and vigilant eyes on them.

"It's our first meeting! I'm Miura Taro! I'm Miuraya's eldest son!" As soon as he strode up to Ogata, the guy exuding a "rich man" introduced himself loudly, "Miss, Hello, can you tell me your name?"

Miura's question——was addressed to Machi.

After Miura's voice fell, A-Machi was taken aback for a moment.

Then he looked around and confirmed that Miura was speaking to him, then smiled awkwardly and politely.

"Thank you for the compliment." A-cho first thanked Miura for her compliment just now, "My name is Mashima-cho."

"Machi! What a good name for a beauty like you! Excuse me, do you have time now? There is a tea house owned by our Miura House just nearby! Would you like to drink some tea and have some snacks together?"

Miura's actions from the beginning just now can be described in one word, which is honesty.

He introduces himself very straightforwardly, and then invites Machi to have tea with him very straightforwardly.

He's straight-up—but Ah-cho is also pretty straight-up:

"Sorry." Ah-Ming continued to put on a polite smile on his face, "Thank you for your invitation, but I still have something to do with my husband, so please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."

"My husband?" Miura's eyes widened immediately.

At this time, Ogata took half a step across without making a fuss, and stopped between Miura and Atachi.

"Here is his husband." Ogata said lightly.

Miura's expression now is quite exciting.

He first looked at A-Ming with regret and reluctance, and then gave Ogata a few jealous eyes.

After looking back and forth between Ogata and A-machi for a while with eyes full of complex emotions, Miura said faintly:

"Then... please forgive me for interrupting..."

After finishing speaking, Miura turned around and left with the rest of the people around.

Not long after Miura and the others left, Azuki pouted immediately: "Why did you only invite Ms. Acho and not me..."

"What?" Ah-ding joked at this moment, "Do you really want to drink tea with strangers?"

"It's not that I want to drink tea with strangers, it's just that you are the only one invited when I stand with Miss Atachi, which makes me feel weirdly frustrated..." Azhu raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously. Zhang Huan had a childish face, "Speaking of which - that person's clothes just now are really exaggerated... Those fabrics look expensive at first glance... and the people of Osaka are really very enthusiastic... I have been following you for so long, I It's the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to talk to Ms. Atachi."

After all, the Edo period was still an ancient society, and the relationship between men and women was not too open. It was very rare to strike up a conversation in this era.

A-cho nodded: "Well, yes. The people in Osaka are indeed very active and enthusiastic. Alright, don't worry about that person just now, let's go."

Neither Ogata nor A-Machi took the incident of "hitting up" just now to heart.

Someone had the guts to strike up a conversation with A-Ming——Ogata didn't think it was such a surprising thing.

After all, Ogata knows how good-looking his wife is and what her figure is. If no man comes to strike up a conversation, he will wonder if there is something wrong with the aesthetics of other men in this era.

Both Ogata and A-Machi only regarded the strike-up incident just now as an ordinary episode in their daily lives.

But as the other party involved in this incident, he never forgot...

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"What a pity. Miura." Kitahara joked, "I dared to invite that woman, but she turned out to be a married woman."

"All good radishes are eaten by donkeys..." Miura's face was covered with many black lines at this time, "Such a good woman is already married... Marrying is just a matter of marriage, and the one who is married is still a dependable woman." A poor devil who performs juggling and sells tooth powder for a living..."

"Even I'm not worth it for that woman... That woman really doesn't know how to find a man..."

"Forget it, Miura." Kitahara patted Miura's shoulder at this time, comforting, "I heard that woman's accent, and that woman is also from other places."

"That woman speaks an Omi accent. She's probably just a lumpy country bumpkin from Omi."

"She probably doesn't know what 'Miura House' means in Osaka, so she refuses your invitation."

"If you let her know how huge the family business you will inherit in the future, maybe she will immediately feel extremely annoyed at the fact that she refused your invitation, and then she will beg you, begging you to accept her as a concubine, and then go on Kick her poor husband aside."

Kitahara just said a bunch of good things to comfort Miura.

But Miura seems to be quite useful.

The black lines on his face slowly dissipated, and the gloom on his face was gradually smiling now.

"That's right!" Miura nodded solemnly, "It's that woman's loss for declining my invitation!"

"You're right if you think so! Well, don't worry about that woman." Kitahara patted Miura's shoulder again, "Hurry up and have a drink at the old place."

"Ah, yes, Kitahara-kun." Miura patted his forehead as if remembering something at this moment, "I'm going to hold a banquet with some friends in Shinmachi tomorrow night."

"Do you want to come together?"

Having said that, Miura lowered his volume and put on a mysterious look.

"Tomorrow's banquet will be very grand. I spent a lot of money to invite the artist who has been in the limelight recently—Chuguang."

"Chuguang?" Beiyuan was taken aback, "You actually invited her?"

"How? Are you coming?"

"No." Kitahara shook his head with a wry smile without any hesitation, "It would be fine if it was in other places, but Shinmachi..."

"You also know that Miss Isshiki hates the kind of man who often haunts those places."

"In order to maintain my image, I will never set foot in Shinmachi again until I marry Miss Isshiki."

"It's just going to a banquet, not to play with women." Miura shrugged, "Forget it, if you don't go, don't go."

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In this chapter, Ogata’s routine of selling tooth powder by performing Iai cut is based on historical facts. In history, there was really a person who sold tooth powder by this method. For details, please refer to the "Writer's Words" below.

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