Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 801 815 [First Arrive in Your Land]
Shitennoji Temple in Osaka, Japan---
The blue sky is as bright as washing.

Some tourists in sportswear appeared near Shitennoji, men, women and children.

Some of you took pictures to view the scenery, facing the verdant small forest, the ancient temple buildings, and the carved railings and jade bricks with birds singing and flowers scenting, swinging the camera, snapping, bursting and shooting;
Some walked to the mountain springs winding down from the top of the mountain connected by bamboo pipes, took a wooden ladle, drank a sip of the mountain spring water cast by the gods and Buddhas, and prolonged their illness, or took their own water bottles and put them on the water. The spring is full.

Under a huge banyan tree on the left side of the temple, a Japanese girl wearing a miniskirt and showing canine teeth is soliciting tourists, suggesting that they can spend 300 yen to take pictures here.

Behind her was a Japanese man with a mustache, a camera hanging around his neck, and an artist's shawl hair. He bit a toothpick with a bored expression, looked around, and pointed the Huya girl to solicit business.

"Look, that guy has a camera, he's not going to come and take pictures."

"That old lady is very old, she must be very frugal, and it must be difficult for her to come up with 300 yen."

"We look for tourists from abroad who look stylish and like Japanese culture."

The man with the mustache spoke eloquently, but unfortunately, because it was morning, most of the tourists were not interested, even some who liked to take pictures, they all brought their own cameras, and no one accepted the little girl's business with him.

Just when the man with the mustache thought he was going to work for nothing this morning, his eyes lit up and he immediately stared at someone.

I saw that it was a young man in a white casual suit, handsome and tall, with a white top hat on his head, and an ivory-handled flower-and-bird folding fan in his hand. He walked gracefully and gracefully. Pianpian, at first glance, belonged to the kind of rich and noble person who has both money and leisure - because he was beside him, followed by two fierce-looking big men, at first glance, he was a follower.

Needless to say, this kind of person is from a rich family. The man with the moustache has a lot of experience, so he immediately greeted the Huya girl, "Did you see that, this guest is our customer, yes, trust me-you just go there and invite him over Take pictures."

When Huya saw the handsome man, she felt happy, but when she saw the two big men beside him, she became afraid again.

The two big men were all tall and mighty, like the four kings of the temple, one of them had a big shiny bald head, with a vigilant expression, and a rebellious posture; .

In the end, Huya’s willingness to do business overcame her fear. She bravely walked over and asked the young man, “Hi sir, are you here for tourism? We can take pictures for you. Our videographer is the most famous in Osaka and his pictures are absolutely superb..."

The young man was about to pass by the photo booth, but he was stopped by Huya, who turned his head to look at Huya.

Little Huya immediately showed eight teeth at him, smiling brightly in the sun.

"I wasn't in the mood at first, but..." I glanced at the photo booth behind Huya, and the photographer who was looking forward to it, and said, "Seeing how enthusiastic you are, let's take a few photos."

Miss Huya didn't expect the young man to be so eloquent, so she quickly said "thank you" and bowed vigorously to the young man.

The mustache photographer took the opportunity to stand up and introduced himself politely, saying that his name was "Yamamoto Kazuo". He was originally a member of the Osaka Photography Association, but now he is forced to do business here; My younger sister, named "Mitsuko Yamamoto", is a student of Waseda University. Because the family has no money, she temporarily dropped out of school, etc., and finally asked the young man what kind of photos he wanted to take.

The young man glanced at the "artistic photos" on the photo booth to attract customers, snapped the folding fan in his hand, pointed at some of them with the fan casually and said, "These are pretty good. "

Kazuo Yamamoto hurriedly said: "Sir, your vision is really good. These are my masterpieces, and the other ones are also good. If you take it alone, one photo will cost 300 yen; but you can join me and My sister's meal plan..."

"Uh, package plan?" The young man looked at Kazuo Yamamoto in surprise.

Kazuo Yamamoto swallowed and said: "As you can see, in fact, besides this kind of photography business, my sister and I also work as tour guides part-time - especially my sister Mitsuko, she is very eloquent, and she is good at studying. The Japanese History Department of the university, so I am very familiar with the historical allusions of Shitennoji Temple, and it is definitely worth the money to have her take you around this ancient temple."

The young man smiled. It turned out that he recommended his sister to be a tour guide.

"Oh, so what is the price if I hire your sister as a tour guide?"

Kazuo Yamamoto originally thought that the other party would refuse, but he didn't expect that there would be something interesting, and immediately said happily: "If you are willing to hire my sister as your private tour guide, then I will only charge you 200 yen per photo, yes, this is our biggest discount."

"I didn't mention the cost of the photo, but I asked how much is the tour guide fee?" the young man asked with a smile, beating his palm with a folding fan.

Kazuo Yamamoto looked a little embarrassed: "It depends on what kind of service you need as a distinguished guest. In fact, besides being a tour guide, my little sister can also accompany you to do many things, such as drinking and eating with you, and accompanying you. You take a hot spring and so on..." Although the words were not clear, they were already very ambiguous.

Young people understand it in seconds. As expected of Japan, it is really open.

I couldn't help but glanced at that Mitsuko Yamamoto, not to mention, she was pretty, especially with the "docile" and "shyness" of a Japanese girl.

As if he was afraid that the young people would refuse, Kazuo Yamamoto hurriedly said: "Actually, we only provide such warm service when we meet a distinguished guest like you. Generally, we will not provide such warm service to tourists from Hong Kong."

The young man's eyes flashed, and he opened the folding fan with a bang, only to see flowers and birds on one side of the folding fan, and four large characters written on the other side: "Knowledge and action are one".

"How do you know I'm from Hong Kong?" the young man asked with a smile.

For some reason, Kazuo Yamamoto felt that the young man looked at him just now, which made him feel cold all over his body, and he swallowed. He said, "That...it was just now that two of your followers talked in Cantonese, I guessed..."

young people:"……"

With a bright smile, he stretched out his hand and said, "So thank you—get to know me, my surname is Song, and my name is Song Zhichao!"

(End of this chapter)