"This samurai-sama, my name is Goro, thank you very much for saving my sister Mitsuko!"

After some surprise and explanation, Mitsuko's elder brother took the other two young men, supported the ground with fists with both hands, knelt down to thank him, and buried his forehead deep in the mud. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Vaguely more knowledgeable than Photon, he knows the horror of this kind of samurai.

At the same time, he was even more surprised by the luxury of Wu Ming's samurai uniform and the blank space without a family crest: 'Is it a ronin?' Wild samurai? But this kind of ghost and god power that one person is equivalent to more than a dozen people, I'm afraid that any city lord daimyo will be happy to accept it, right? ’

"Well, you dispose of this bear and bring it to the village, I want to rest!"

Wu Ming said unceremoniously.

It was a matter of course for the superior to give orders to the lower, and Gorou immediately complied.

The three men carried the bear, and the photon led the way.

When entering the village, it undoubtedly aroused onlookers.

"It's the Wind Demon Temple!"

"The Wind Demon Temple has been taken!"

Waves of tenant farmers, as well as children, surrounded them from afar, but they did not dare to come, with a look of awe in their eyes.

"That lord must be a powerful samurai, right? You see that head was cut off in one fell swoop......"

Someone said in awe.

"Maybe it's a traveling swordsman! This requires a sword to kill the head, which not only requires a huge amount of strength, but also a good sword! ”

This is insightful, and his eyes are fixed on Wu Ming's waist: "Maybe it's a famous blade!" ”

Listening to these discussions, several hunters who carried the bear were all excited and honored, but Gorou looked at Wu Ming's back and secretly clenched his fists, making some kind of determination.

‘…… Famous knives? ’

Even though those people deliberately lowered their voices, they didn't hide it from Wu Ming at all.

He was quite laughing and crying to find that under the false rumors of these villagers outside, he had a tendency to be exaggerated more and more.

Even the katana, which can only be regarded as ordinary in quality, has the taste of transforming into a divine weapon of famous swords and blades.

'Hmm...... Maybe you can mix up names like 'Wind Demon Cut' and 'Black Bear Slash' in the future, and you will really become a famous sword! ’

When I entered this village just now, I saw that there were acres of paddy fields outside, and there were simple bamboo and wood fences around the village, so I immediately knew that this place was not very peaceful.

In other words, the whole world is not very peaceful, so we must protect ourselves.

"Gorou, take me to your house, it's time for a meal!"

Wu Ming seemed to say casually, but Mitsuko and Gorou were shocked: "This ...... Our family has no experience in serving adults......"

"No need, that's it, it just so happens that this black bear still needs you to help me deal with it!"

Wu Ming waved his hand resolutely.

Actually, it's not that he doesn't want to go to the house of a higher-level person, it's just that Wu Ming is a little weak-hearted, so it's better to go to this house first and get some news.

When the group came to Mitsuko's house, they saw a middle-aged couple with anxiety in crampedness, and a few cowering children, who were already kneeling at the door: "I've seen adults!" ”

"Well, get up! I'll leave it to you this time, and this black bear, peel off the skin for me! ”

Wu Ming pretended to reach into his arms, but in fact, he took out a small piece of gold from the Tiangong ring: "Reward you!" ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Several people thanked each other with sincere fear, feeling that this young samurai was really a little different.

……

"Your Excellency...... Please use! ”

Mitsuko knelt in front of Wu Ming and put down the wooden dinner plate, on which were two snow-white rice balls, as well as a plate of plums, and a bowl of miso soup.

Wu Ming looked at the saucer that only had two salted plums and was specially decorated with green leaves, and was a little speechless.

Of course, I also know that this family has done its best, and I'm afraid that even if it is a New Year's holiday, it may not be able to eat this.

When I passed by the kitchen just now, I saw that a few children in this family were eating nothing more than black things, like a mixture of wild vegetables and chaff, and I couldn't swallow them for a while.

This is even more true when you see a few pairs of sparkling and longing eyes at the door.

"Mitsuko, leave the miso soup behind, and serve the rest to your brothers and sisters!"

"Also, let Gorou leave the bear paws and bake them and send them over!"

Wu Ming waved his hand.

Grunt!

Photon clearly heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and hesitated, "Your Excellency, ......"

"Go ahead!"

Wu Ming waved his hand depressedly, and immediately saw Photon go out, surrounded by happy laughter, and there was a faint voice: "Such a snow-white rice ball, it is not good to eat clean, and it will be damned by God if you drop a grain of rice!" ”

A moment later, the man of the house came in, his hands still rubbing the hem of his clothes uneasily: "Sorry! I'm so sorry! Entertain adults with such a thing! ”

"No need, I still have some things I want to ask you!"

Wu Ming didn't care what he misunderstood, he said directly, and asked something on the side.

"Your Excellency...... Please use! ”

After waiting for a long time, Gorou baked the bear's paw and sent it in with a red face.

"Hmm...... It tastes good! ”

The bear's paw is the essence of the bear, the thickest fat, the most beautiful taste, although the seasoning is short, but Wu Ming also endured it, and praised.

At this time, it was almost clear that this Izumo country, as expected, maintained strange customs just like in his previous life.

First of all, livestock running on the ground, no matter what kind of meat, cannot be eaten! Because they believe that the meat is filthy, and if they eat it, they will inevitably become beasts in the next life.

Therefore, you can't eat mutton, chicken, duck, the only thing you can eat, the only thing you can eat, is fish!

And the more aristocratic they are, the more demanding they are in this regard, even to the point where they don't even eat fish and meat, and only eat raw rice!

In their view, only rice is truly superior food.

As for meat? Except for fish, it is all eaten by inferior people, which is really a very tearful habit.

Of course, as a result, the upper echelons of the rule, the nobles, inevitably weakened, and power began to shift to the samurai, that is, the lower noble samurai groups.

At this time, each of the samurai was skilled in bows and horses, proficient in the art of killing, and was a first-class war machine, an elite tooth soldier.

Moreover, as a nobleman, he had the privilege of having to salute when he saw it, and he could even casually find an excuse such as 'trying a new sword is not good' to kill the people.

In this village, there is a samurai who owns 200 koku of Zhixing (hereditary land), and he is considered a powerful local countryman.

These two hundred stones are the output of two hundred stones of rice per year, which is about two hundred acres of land.

Oh, and in the Izumo country, the people are generally divided into three classes: the countrymen, the common farmers, and the savages.

The people of the country are those who have a certain amount of power and force in the local area; Commoner farmers are authentic farmers; The savages, on the other hand, are the barbarians who do not obey the king, flee to the mountains, and do not accept the rule, are often synonymous with thieves, and even dare to hunt samurai.

'A small landlord of 200 acres is a powerful local man......

Wu Ming was a little speechless: "Then according to this standard, Wujiabao is 2,000 acres, which is simply a powerful local wealthy family. ’

This kind of rank reminded him of the feudal knights of the Western world.

Of course, the average low-level samurai, Xingzhi only has a few hundred acres, far less than the knight's manor, but it is equivalent to a knight's servant.

As for the mid-level samurai, it was about the same as the Western knights.

"Well, Gorou, you're so good at your craft! Peel off the bear's skin and give it to me, and I'll give you the rest of the meat! ”

Of course, at this time, Wu Ming is just playing a ronin samurai, and eating some meat is nothing, although it is still a little surprising, but it is within the scope of acceptance.

"Thank you, sir!"

Even if it is a hunter, it is extremely difficult to hit such a prey.

After all, it's hundreds of pounds of meat! Not only Goro, but even his father immediately thanked him happily.

"Hmm...... I want to sell this bear skin, where is the nearest castle and commercial town? ”

Wu Ming asked casually.

"The nearest city? That's Numata Castle of the Yamada family...... Gorou sometimes sends hunted skins to merchants! ”

That's what the man said.

From the conversation just now, Wu Ming knew that this Yamada family was the big landlord who ruled here, and maybe it could be regarded as a local name?

"Gorou, how much is this bear skin worth according to your opinion?"

"My lord, I think it's worth at least twenty times!"

There are also copper coins here, one is one penny, and one thousand wen is consistent, and as usual it is equal to one tael of silver.

Of course, because Fuso has less silver and more gold, most of the time, gold is still used as the currency for large transactions.

"Very good, I want to ask Gorou to take me to Numata Castle, I don't know if it's okay?"

Wu Ming said, with the gold and silver reserves in his Tiangong ring, there was no need to sell furs.

But again, it's not about making money, it's about spreading fame, and anyway, there are countless ronins and swordsmen wandering around at this time, and it's impossible to get noticed right away.

'Well, the first thing to do is to give yourself a surname......

Wu Ming thought a little depressed.

Whether it's a wild samurai who has lost his master's family or a ronin swordsman, it doesn't really matter, but he can't have his own surname, otherwise he will become a pariah.

Moreover, it must also be a localized name, otherwise the reputation will spread, and it will inevitably be known by the hostile reincarnation, which is the lowest mistake!

"Oops...... It's a bit of a hassle......"

Since it is an aristocracy and a privileged class, there must be something that can be checked such as a family tree, and it is not possible to make it up.

Wu Ming was a little distressed: "Do you want to make it into a foreign warrior?" There are also risks associated with this...... Or, simply impersonating the legal officer? In this world full of demons, the status of a mage should be very high, right? ”

His heart was spinning rapidly, of course, on the surface, Wu Ming was still very quiet, and the martial arts demeanor revealed made Gorou secretly envious and sad. (To be continued.) )