48 Hours a Day

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Until the last day, Zhang Heng still failed to make a decision, and he should bring that knife back to reality.

Zhang Heng thought about it, and it was better to consult with professionals for professional questions.

So he took the chrysanthemum of a letter, Zong Zong and Shuzhu Maru Hengji, and by the way, brought the unnamed Taiji sent to him by Xiaoshan Qian, and came to the most famous sword house in Kyoto.

Because he had been visiting the knives before, and he had deliberately explained that the famous knives were kept for him, so the shop head (the manager) and the little monk (the shop small 2) already knew him.

When he saw him, he immediately smiled, “Admiral Abe, today is not the day to buy goods. I am also interested in coming to play.”

Zhang Heng gave the monk who opened the door 5 monks, so that the latter’s mouth was almost behind his head.

“Ah, I’m not here to buy a knife. I have several knifes that I want to find someone to identify.”

Fantou and Shoyo (senior manager) glanced at each other, and they both laughed.

“How?” Zhang Heng asked.

“It’s a coincidence that you came today. Boss was not in the store. I don’t know why today. I came here early. This is a good opportunity. There is no sword that Boss doesn’t know. He can tell the calendar at a glance at the works of famous masters and the weapons created by ordinary blacksmiths. “

“Is it so powerful?” Zhang Heng was a little surprised.

“So no matter what the problem is with the knife, just ask him. Of course, your knife should be able to get his eyes.” Fantou smiled.

“You don’t need to worry about this alone, please refer me,” Zhang Heng said.

“Come with me.” Fantou took Zhang Heng to a tea room behind the knife house.

A thin old man was making tea there.

“This guest wants you to comment on his knife.” Fan bowed to remind.

“It’s hard work.” Old man replied, nodded thanks.

Fanto then exited the house, the old man pointed to the tatami on the floor, Zhang Heng saw it, and satuted sat down. He had been in Japan for a while before a copy of Tokyo Drift, but that time did not emphasize etiquette like it is now. , He basically sits as he wants.

Now I go into the village and learn a little bit about Japanese traditional sitting. The forefoot joints are extended as far as possible, the instep and the calf are kept on a flat surface, they are attached to the mat, and the heel and toe are supported … Of course, it is still not very comfortable. It is said that this A sitting posture like corporal punishment also seems to have been passed in from China.

But in the subsequent history of China, it seems that no one is sitting like this again.

Boss didn’t say anything to help Zhang Heng comment on the knife. Zhang Heng was not in a hurry. Anyway, it’s still too early. It’s still a long time before the end of the copy. He just sat there and watched Boss making tea.

The Japanese tea ceremony is divided into 2 major lineages, matcha and sencha, but in fact they are all derived from China. The former is from Tang Dynasty and the latter is from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Of course, it has developed in Japan. It is said that the earliest Tea seeds were brought back most during the Nara era when studying in China.

The 1000 Li Xiu is the Great Accomplishment collector, and his and Jing Qingjing’s ideas have a great influence on future generations.

Boss is obviously quite familiar with this way too. Order charcoal and boil water in one go, then warm the bowl, place the ground tea powder in the bowl, adjust the paste and order the tea, and stir continuously with the tea whisk until a thick foam is produced ( Here you can make up the pot by yourself), the movement is full of rhythm, and finally the tea is poured into 2 bowls, which is matcha.

Zhang Heng took one of the tea bowls from Boss and thanked them by facing the pattern on the bowl to each other.

Then took a sip.

Well, he couldn’t make much difference.

“Patience is good,” Boss smiled on the skinny face, seeming to see what Zhang Heng thought in his mind, hook the head, “Forget it, let’s talk about the knife.”

Zhang Heng took out the a blade and handed it over.

“Zhuzhu Maru Hengci.” Boss really only glanced at it, and said, “Heian era, Qingjiang Hengci cast, the sword Ming Hengci, blade length 2 feet 5 inches. The bracelet on the knife is from the former master. Master Nilian, in order to break this sword, this is a famous buddha sword, but then fell into the hands of the executioner. It can be described as a non-human trustee. The anger that has disappeared has returned a lot. I have to find one. The Buddhist temple will be raised for a while. “

“Boss is worthy of knowing the knife.” Zhang Heng handed the second knife again.

“Oh, Ju Yi’s writing is the case, you have a lot of good swords.” Boss stroked the blade, “Did you see the quenching marks on it, it is deeper than the ordinary sword, this technique is called a letter T, a word school ‘S work, the author is a text of the Kamakura era, the sword is Ming Zong, the blade is 2 feet 4 inches 20% long, the most famous owner is Ogita, unfortunately, this famous knife finally found his own destiny. Man, but a short-lived ghost, if you listen carefully, you can still hear its wailing. A passionate person with a passionate knife is nothing more than a mistake in the end. “

After listening to Boss’ comments, Zhang Heng fell into silence, and after a moment he raised his head, “What I want to ask is which of the two knives is more suitable for me.”

Boss hearing this did not immediately answer, but instead said, “Don’t you still have a blade, why not take it out.”

“That knife is just a gift from a friend. Although it means a lot to me, I’m afraid it won’t get into your eyes.” Zhang Heng said.

Boss did not withdraw his hand. He said, “It is up to me to decide whether I can enter my eyes. It is not you. You are commenting or not commenting.”

“As you wish.” Zhang Heng finally handed over the ordinary sword that Xiao Qian gave him.

“Well, this knife is really so sloppy, the one who made the knife is so sloppy, the previous owner is so sloppy, there is not even a name, the knife inscription is also blank, maybe it is too embarrassing, I ca n’t find a word about it in the history books. Its records are not even comparable to those in my shop. “

Zhang Heng didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, he already said that the knife is very general, but the old man still must insist on the review, but the result is that the knife is again criticized, it is nothing to find something. model.

“Anyway, this knife was given to me by a friend, after all, it was a heart.” Zhang Heng reached out and wanted to get the knife back.

However, Boss did not immediately let go, but said, “In this case, choose this one.”

“en?”

“I said, just choose this one.” Boss indifferently said, “Suzuki Maru Hengci is the sword of Nichiren, and the chrysanthemum is the sect, which belongs to Okita General Secretary. Both of them hit the sword in their own way. It ’s their own brand, so this is their knife, it ’s just their knife. “

Zhang Heng hearing this seems to be moving.

“A knife like this is famous because of people. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a name. You can give it to you. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a history. Just write it yourself. Write your history. It’s its history, even more how The feelings about you are also pinned in the knife. This is your knife. “Boss is like a devil, tempting and confusing in Zhang Heng’s ear.

“Do you not want me to bring these two famous swords out of the co-author?” Zhang Heng said, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the other party and simply showed up.

Boss took a sip of tea and said with a smile, “This is your choice. I’m only responsible for providing advice. If you want to leave, please don’t regret it.”

“But you have said so much, and you can’t hide the flaws of this knife itself.” Zhang Heng speechless saying.

“You don’t know very well, what’s perfect in this world,” Boss leisurely said, “Swords are like people. When no one is down, Emperor Royal General seems to have a lot of rashness. The key is to There are nobles to pull. “

“So … I wonder what you mean by saying that I’m the one who took the wrong hand?”

“Hey.” Boss smiled very hard, and long ago he lost the bone of immortal dao when he was making tea. “I said, choose you, maybe it will pull you at any time.”