Shitennoji Temple, Osaka, Japan---

The blue sky is as bright as a wash.

Some visitors dressed in sportswear appear near Shitennoji Temple, both men and women, young and old.

Some of us took photos and watched the scenery, facing the verdant small forest, the quaint temple buildings, and the carved fences and jade buildings with birds singing and flowers.

Some walked to the spring that meandered down from the top of the mountain and was connected by a bamboo pipe, took a wooden scoop, drank a sip of the spring water that the gods and Buddhas had cast, and prolonged their illness, or they took the kettle they carried and filled the spring water.

Under a huge banyan tree on the left side of the temple, a Japanese girl in a miniskirt with baring tiger teeth is beckoning visitors to take a photo for 300 yen.

Behind her, a Japanese man with a mustache, a camera around his neck, and an artist's shawl hair, bit a toothpick with a bored expression, looked left and right, and pointed to the little girl with tiger teeth to solicit business.

"You see, that guy has a camera, and he's not going to come over and take pictures. ”

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

"If we are looking for tourists from abroad, they look fashionable and like Japanese culture. ”

The mustachioed man was right-hearted, but unfortunately, because it was morning, most of the tourists were not interested, and even some who liked to take pictures brought their own cameras, and no one agreed to this little girl and his business.

Just when the mustachioed man thought that he was going to work in vain 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, very handsome, very tall, wearing a white top hat on his head, holding an ivory handle of flowers and birds folding fan in his hand, walking with an elegant temperament and graceful demeanor, at first glance he belonged to the kind of rich and noble people who were both rich and leisure--- because of his side, followed by two fierce men, at first glance it was a follower.

Needless to say, this kind of person is a rich man, the mustachioed man has seen a lot, and immediately greeted the little sister of Huya, "Little sister has seen it, this guest is our customer, yes, believe me--- you just go over and ask him to come and take pictures." ”

When the little sister of Huya saw the handsome man, she was happy, but when she saw the two big men beside the other party, she was scared again.

The two men were all tall and mighty, like the four kings of the temple, one of them had a big sparkling bald head, a vigilant expression, and a rebellious posture, while the other had dark skin and a face full of meat, like a wild bull who could go crazy at any moment.

In the end, Huya's willingness to do business overcame her fear, and she boldly walked over to the young man and said, "Hello gentleman, are you here for a tourist......?"

The young man was about to flash past this photo booth, but he didn't expect to be stopped by Huya Xiaomei, who turned his head and glanced at Huya.

The little tiger girl immediately showed eight teeth at him, and smiled brightly in the sun.

"Originally, I wasn't in the mood, but ......" glanced at the photo booth behind Huya Xiaomei, as well as the photographer who looked extremely expectant, and said, "Seeing that you are so enthusiastic, let's take a few photos." ”

Little Sister Huya didn't expect the young man to speak so well, so she hurriedly said "thank you" and bowed vigorously to the young man.

The mustachioed photographer took the opportunity to stand up and introduce himself very politely, saying that his name was "Kazuo Yamamoto", who was originally a member of the Osaka Photography Association, and now he was forced to do business here;

The young man glanced at the "art photos" on the photo booth as a way to solicit customers, snapped the folding fan in his hand and closed it with a click, and pointed to a few of them very casually and said, "These are pretty good." ”

Kazuo Yamamoto hurriedly said, "Sir, you have a good eye, these are my masterpieces, and there are other ones that are also good, if you take them alone, one photo will cost 300 yen, but you can join my sister and me's package plan......"

"Uh, the course plan?" the young man looked at Kazuo Yamamoto in surprise.

Kazuo Yamamoto swallowed and said: "You can also see, in fact, my sister and I are in addition to doing this kind of photography business, but also part-time tour guides--- especially my sister Mitsuko, she is very eloquent, and she is studying the Japanese history department of the university, so she is very familiar with the historical allusions of the Four Tennoji 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 if I hire your sister as a tour guide, what price will it be?"

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

"I didn't say how much the photo cost, I asked you how much the tour guide fee?" asked the young man with a smile on his face.

Kazuo Yamamoto looked a little embarrassed: "It depends on what kind of service you need, in fact, in addition to accompanying you as a tour guide, my little sister can also accompany you to do a lot ......of things, such as drinking and eating with you, and accompanying you to soak in hot springs, etc.

Young people understand in seconds, and they are really open-minded.

I couldn't help but glance at that Yamamoto Mitsuko, not to mention, she looks very beautiful, especially the "meekness" and "shyness" of Japanese girls.

As if afraid of the young man's refusal, Kazuo Yamamoto hurriedly said: "In fact, only when we meet a distinguished guest like you, we provide such warm service, and we will not take the initiative to provide tourists from Hong Kong." ”

The young man's eyes flashed, and he opened the folding fan with an uproar, only to see flowers and birds on one side of the folding fan, and four big characters written on the other side: "the unity of knowledge and action".

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

Kazuo Yamamoto didn't know why, he felt that the young man looked at him just now, which made him feel cold all over his body, swallowing spit, and he said, "That...... It was two of your entourages who were talking in Cantonese, I guessed ......"

Young man: "......"

smiled brightly, stretched out his hand and said: "Then I have to get to know --- hard, my surname is Song, and my name is Song Zhichao!"