The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Xiangbei and Lao Qiao were strolling on the street. Chengzaki was very small. After a short stroll, they ended up wandering the streets on this side of the river, crossed a stone bridge over the Daxi River, and then wandered on the other side of the river. The street here is as lively as that there.

Although the shops on both sides of the river are different, the overall atmosphere and temperament are the same. That side of the river and this side are like the two sides of a leaf, and the Daxi River in the middle is like the veins of the leaf. , if you don’t distinguish carefully, it is difficult to tell the difference between the two sides, especially for foreigners like Zhang Xiangbei who don’t like to shop in stores.

Zhang Xiangbei felt that if he were alone, he would probably confuse the streets on this side of the river with those on the other side.

They walked forward for a while, and Lao Qiao said, "Brother, let's have something to eat."

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Lao Qiao walked into a nearby shop. Zhang Xiangbei looked up at the shop sign above his head. He knew what this place was without Lao Qiao telling him. There were four Chinese characters for "charcoal skewers" on the shop sign.

This shop is a typical mom-and-pop shop, and it’s also a mom-and-pop shop. The person behind the bar who is responsible for reception and service is an old woman. She laughed happily when she saw Lao Qiao, and said something to Lao Qiao, and walked out of the side door. A head emerged from the room. It was his husband, who was responsible for preparing the dishes. He also greeted Lao Qiao with a smile.

Zhang Xiangbei asked Lao Qiao quietly, how many people do you know here?

"I think almost everyone in the store knows me," Laobashi said. "Every time I come back from Tokyo, I always come to Kinosaki."

Zhang Xiangbei was surprised and asked: "You have a hot spring at home, and you still want to come here to soak in the hot spring?"

"No." Lao Qiao tapped the bar with his finger, "Come and eat."

"That's right. Your home is in the countryside. When you come here, you are entering the city." Zhang Xiangbei said, and Lao Qiao laughed.

The two of them were sitting in front of the bar. Lao Qiao was talking to Zhang Xiangbei and the old lady at the same time. There was no need to order food. The old lady and his wife seemed to know what they needed. Maybe Lao Qiao was chatting with them in front of them. After telling them what he needed, Zhang Xiangbei didn't know. Anyway, the old lady kept bringing them skewers one after another.

The skewers tasted very good, including some that Zhang Xiangbei knew, such as grilled scallops, squid, shrimp, green beans, etc., as well as some fish that Zhang Xiangbei didn't know. The two of them drank local Kinosaki beer first. This is 100% malt liquor and tastes good. Next, I drink a local liquor called Jizo liquor. The alcohol content is not high and the taste is, to be honest, average.

But they had just soaked in the hot springs for more than two hours and walked around the streets. At this time, no matter how bad the wine was, it tasted like nectar.

After eating, he said goodbye to the old couple. Zhang Xiangbei followed Lao Qiao and kept bowing. The two of them walked to the street. Lao Qiao suggested that they go back to the hotel and sleep for a while before getting up and going out to soak in the hot springs. Anyway, there are seven hot springs outside. It was open from 2:30 in the afternoon to 10:00 in the morning of the next day. Zhang Xiangbei agreed.

On the way back, I passed by Hongzhiyu, which was closed today. Lao Qiao and Zhang Xiangbei said that one of the seven hot springs takes turns to rest every day, exactly for a week, so you have to drink all seven in one day. It is impossible to eat soup outside, it must be two days.

Also, in the same hot spring, the male and female baths will rotate. Today's male bath will be the female bath tomorrow. In this way, the hot spring you went to today will be a different pool when you go there tomorrow.

"I'll go, this is all for people to stay here for a few more days, right?" Zhang Xiangbei said, Lao Qiao chuckled, obviously yes.

They passed by a store selling Tajima beef and vegetables. Zhang Xiangbei was interested in these. He went in and took a look and found that the excellent Tajima snowflake steak here was actually cheaper than domestic supermarkets. It was really unreasonable.

Laobashi comforted him by saying that not all Tajima beef is Kobe beef.

"I know, it needs to be A3 or above, but this beef looks good." Zhang Xiangbei said.

The two of them continued walking forward and saw a large model of a Matsuba crab crawling on the wall of a store building. Needless to say, it was also a restaurant.

"It's a pity that it's not the season for pine leaf crab, otherwise you should try it. The pine leaf crab here is good." Lao Qiao and Zhang Xiangbei said.

They returned to the hotel and entered their rooms respectively. Zhang Xiangbei was not yet sleepy. He sat in front of the window and looked down. Looking at the street below, he felt a sense of déjà vu and a very unreal feeling. The window With it open, you can hear the sound of clogs coming from the street, and see figures in yukata appearing and disappearing among the willow leaves.

Zhang Xiangbei thought that there would be nothing wrong if he went back to Hangzhou. He was a groom to be married, but he was also an exile from this society. In Hangzhou, everyone he knew was very busy, and he was the only one. People have nothing to do and spend every day in the "Pillow Tea House".

Zhang Xiangbei stood up, walked next door, and said to Lao Qiao: "You can go back to Tokyo to work alone tomorrow. I want to stay here for a few days."

"Really?" Lao Qiao asked.

Zhang Xiangbei nodded, and he thought that instead of going back to Hangzhou and soaking in the "Pillow Water Teahouse", it would be better to soak in the hot springs here.

"Have you really thought about it?" Lao Qiao asked again.

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, think about it, why are you so long-winded.

"Here comes Naoya Shiga again. As someone who is about to get married, you are not injured too, are you?" Old Bridge said, covering his chest.

Zhang Xiangbei cursed "Go away" and then asked: "What happened to this Shiga Naoya you are talking about? Is he unable to get over it and want to end himself here?"

"No, no, he was hit by a tram and came here to heal."

"That was a traffic accident." Zhang Xiangbei said, and Lao Qiao was right.

"If you really decide to stay, I'll give my sister a call." Lao Qiao said.

Zhang Xiangbei was stunned and asked, "Why are you calling her?"

"Ask her to arrange a room for you. You won't be short of money anyway." Laoqiao smiled, "The manager of the Nishimuraya Main Building, the best hotel here, is my sister's classmate. If you live there, he can take care of you. , otherwise, we wouldn’t be at ease if you were here alone.”

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said: "What's there to worry about? It's me, what are you worried about?"

"So what if it's you? You're here and you don't know anyone." Laoqiao said, "By the way, the best room there, including breakfast and dinner, costs about 90,000 yen a day, which is about 5,000 RMB. No problem?"

Zhang Xiangbei said no problem.

"Brother, it's not that I'm stingy and I can't bear to live there. It's just that there are no rooms there today. I think it's just for one night, here..."

As Lao Qiao explained, Zhang Xiangbei cursed: "That's so long-winded."

Lao Qiao smiled and called his sister and told her about the matter. After a while, her sister called back again. Lao Qiao and Zhang Xiangbei said that the reservation was made. It is the peak season now and the house in Nishimuraya Main Building is very popular. Nervous, the manager persuaded a customer to move the room he booked to a branch.

Zhang Xiangbei quickly said thank you!

The two of them originally planned to get up and go to the hot springs, but when they woke up, it was already bright outside and it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

After breakfast, the two of them went downstairs, checked out of the room, and went to the Nishimuraya Main Building. Hotels in Japan usually don't check in until around two or three in the afternoon, but because my sister made the arrangement yesterday, they There was no problem in the past. If the guests in the room have not left yet, a place will be arranged for them to rest.

Alternatively, they can leave their luggage at the hotel, change into the hotel's yukata, and continue their outing tour.

The West Village House is a group of three two-story old wooden houses, surrounded by an atrium and large and small side yards. It has a history of nearly a hundred years.

In 1925, the "Great Northern Tajima Earthquake" with magnitude 7 occurred in the Kansai region. In this earthquake, hundreds of lives were lost in Kinosaki. At the same time, the entire ancient town with mostly wooden buildings was almost turned into a wasteland. ruins.

The head of the Nishimuraya family at the time was the mayor of Kinosaki. He led everyone to start post-earthquake reconstruction. The earliest Nishimuraya began at that time. In 1960, the architect Masaya Hirata renovated the Nishimuraya. After redesign and planning, the current Nishimura House is his masterpiece and has become one of the famous architectural designs in the Kansai region.

Lao Qiao and Zhang Xiangbei arrived at Nishimuraya. They passed through a hotel gate that resembled a mountain gate. Inside was a small parking lot and yard. Their sister's classmate, the manager of Nishimuraya, was waiting for them at the door of the hotel lobby. A very handsome man The young man was also from Nishimuraya's family and was two years older than Zhang Xiangbei and Hashimoto.

Hashimoto called him Jiaowei-chan, and Zhang Xiangbei followed suit.

Jiao Wei told them that Mr. Zhang was really lucky. The original guest had left early in the morning, so the room had been tidied up and could be moved in now.

They needed to change their shoes when entering the lobby. Zhang Xiangbei and the others took off their shoes. A young man immediately took them away to clean and wipe them. They put on the hotel slippers. In the next few days, Zhang Xiangbei basically watched He no longer had his own shoes, so every time he wanted to go out on the street wearing a yukata, the young man would bring him a pair of clogs and put them on.

Only once, when Zhang Xiangbei was getting ready to go out in his own clothes instead of wearing a bathrobe, the young man brought over not clogs but Zhang Xiangbei's own shoes without any instructions. Knowing that he was not going to a hot spring, but I want to go for a walk on the nearby Master Mountain, or go to a more formal appointment.

The young man was so diligent and smart that Zhang Xiangbei felt a little embarrassed every time he wanted to go out. But when he couldn't go out, he simply didn't go out. That's a story later.

Jiaowei led them to visit the Nishimuraya Museum on the first floor, which displayed the architectural design drawings and related information of Nishimuraya, as well as historical objects related to Kinosaki. Then, a female general led them to Zhang Xiang North room.

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