I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Because it was already evening when we arrived, the temperature in Tokyo was not too hot, but it was really lively.

For Japanese people, Tokyo is the center of the universe. A city that gathers nearly 40 million people, accounting for almost half of the country's population. It is indeed the largest city in Asia.

Regarding Tokyo, apart from whether it is hot or not, Jiang Chen has heard the most about Kabukicho Ichiban Street, but it is suitable for a person to go there, and it is definitely not suitable to bring a Taoist sister with him.

When a city gathers half of a country's population, the prosperity of this city can be imagined. To be fair, it is definitely not inferior to the East China Sea.

"What to eat?"

Jiang Chen asked.

When coming to Japan, the most important thing to try is undoubtedly Japanese food, but taking into account Taoist sister's special feelings for this place, Jiang Chen feels that the issue of what to eat should be carefully discussed.

Don’t think that foodies really only care about delicious food.

And to be honest, Jiang Chen is really not interested in so-called Japanese food. They are all fresh and expensive, but it seems that the business of Japanese food stores in China is very good.

Maybe everyone has different tastes.

"casual."

Heard Taoist sister's reply. Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little bit sick. Maybe every man would feel a little bit sick when he heard these two words. The two of them wandered the streets of Tokyo and came to one of the famous "Rikka Street" in Edo.

Both sides of the ramp and winding alleys are filled with machiya-style cafes and taverns. There are quite a few shops, but they are all packed at this time.

Different from the habits of Chinese people, office workers in Japan are somewhat similar to Korea. They do not go home immediately after get off work. Even if they are alone, they like to find a small pub to have a meal or two.

When he first arrived, Jiang Chen didn't know which store had good taste. Seeing that every store here was doing good business, he randomly picked one and walked in with his Taoist sister.

In news reports, the current image of Japanese people is that of being reserved, polite, and even humble. They are completely different from the Japanese Empire where militarism once prevailed.

But when I actually came here, especially when I walked into this tavern, I realized that the publicity was just publicity. The place was so crowded that Jiang Chen almost mistakenly thought that he had entered a domestic hot pot restaurant.

And after coming to Japan, Jiang Chen clearly noticed a characteristic, that is, Japanese men don't seem to be interested in women. In China, they can enjoy the treatment of attention gifts wherever they lead Taoist sisters, but here they don't. attract any attention.

It was a coincidence that there was only one table left in the store. It must have been cleared out not long after the customers who served the table left.

The shops here are indeed small in size, and there are only two waiters. In addition, the business is good, no one is waiting for Jiang Chen when they come in, so they sit down at the seats they find.

But I definitely wouldn’t care about such a small thing.

"did you see."

After sitting down, Jiang Chen looked at the Japanese people talking loudly around him.

Duanmu Liuli glanced around, not knowing what he meant.

"It's so clear."

Jiang Chen sighed.

This shop only has seven or eight tables in total, and it is now full. Although the atmosphere is not much different from that of domestic hot pot restaurants, there is one obvious difference.

Just like Boss Jiang said.

The difference is clear.

Each table is either a table for men or a table for women. There are no men and women sitting at the same table at all. It seems insignificant, but it is quite bizarre.

of course.

Perhaps it was the time when Jiang Chen and his wife came in, or the store they chose was just a coincidence. Other stores were not so extreme, but it also illustrates a common social phenomenon in Japan.

That is the opposition between men and women.

In Japan, the protection of women is quite magical. While actresses are working hard and sweating on the screen to earn foreign exchange for the motherland, at the same time in society, men may be sent away for harassment if they look at them twice. Go in and eat in jail.

No exaggeration at all.

Perhaps it is to repay women for their outstanding contributions to the country. In Japan, the crime of harassment is quite idealistic. It is possible that just because you look at someone too many times, you will be sent to jail for a year.

As for beating women, you may only go in for more than ten days.

In this regard, Korea, which is also a developed country, has similar goals. Compared with these two neighbors, Chinese women are quite friendly.

Maybe it was because the business was so good and there were not enough people. After sitting down for a few minutes, no one came to entertain them. So Jiang Chen could only raise his hand to signal. Then a middle-aged man in work clothes came over, nodded and said something. Japanese.

Although he didn't understand it, he roughly said something like welcome. Jiang Chen gestured and asked for the menu.

Upon seeing this, the humble middle-aged waiter looked suspicious, straightened his bent waist, and looked at Jiang Chen and the two.

"What's your signature here?" Jiang Chen tried to ask in English.

As an international metropolis, store owners should know some English.

"What country are you from?"

The middle-aged waiter stared at Jiang Chen and also started using the news.

"Chinese."

As soon as Boss Jiang finished speaking, the middle-aged waiter's expression suddenly changed. It was not at all like the advertised customer-first attitude. It was even worse than the attitude of some big stores in the country. He actually straightened up with a straight face.

Jiang Chen was confused, and then he only heard one sentence: "Go-out."

The middle-aged waiter raised his hand and pointed at the door, which made people confused.

"Why?"

Jiang Chen asked reasonably.

The middle-aged waiter said nothing and continued to point in the direction of the store door, his arms stretched straight.

"Call your boss over."

Of course there is no need to argue with a waiter, Jiang Chen said calmly, but he didn't know that he said: "I am the boss."

Jiang Chen paused and asked politely: "Why do you let us out?"

The middle-aged waiter, no, the store owner had a sullen face, moved his arm, and pointed to the glass display window next to the door.

There was a poster on the window with some slogans written on it, but Jiang Chen definitely couldn't understand it.

"What do you mean?"

If he doesn’t understand, just ask.

The store owner seemed to have lost his patience and repeated, in a more arrogant tone, "Go-out!"

"Go to another store. This store doesn't accept Chinese people."

Jiang Chen's gaze shifted.

I saw all the guests at nearby tables looking in his direction.

"It says on it, Chinese people are not allowed to enter."

Someone pointed to the poster by the door and said it in English. The tone was not gloating, but it was full of fun.

After understanding the situation, Jiang Chen was not angry at all, he just felt strange.

When I came to Japan for a dinner, I unexpectedly encountered this kind of thing.

People from China are not allowed to enter?

More and more people are looking this way.

Including the Taoist nun sister.

The old Taoist priest may have taught her a lot of things, but certainly not including foreign languages.

"What's wrong."

She should also have noticed something strange.

"This store doesn't accept Chinese people, so he asked us to leave."

Jiang Chen looked at the indifferent shop owner and replied subconsciously.

Seeing their ink stains, the shop owner became even more impatient and cruel, and cursed directly at Jiang Chen.

"idiot!"

Before Jiang Chen could respond, Taoist sister suddenly stood up.

She may not understand English or Japanese, but these two words should be within the scope of knowledge.

"Snapped."

Jiang Chen grabbed her arm. (End of chapter)