The Seventh Taidao Pavilion is the quintessence of the country of the sun.

It is also quite a famous tourist destination, and in order to protect the building, it usually receives no more than 50 tourists every day.

This number determines the number of tourists who can enter, either rich or expensive, from all over the world.

However, this kind of reception volume is not conducive to promoting tourism.

Therefore, next door to the Seventh Taidao Pavilion, there is a special shrine, which is regarded as a gift of the Seventh Taidao Pavilion.

Tourists from all over the world,Basically, they all go to the shrine.,The authentic Seventh Taidao Pavilion.,Those who are not qualified to enter.,Many of them come happily.,After leaving.,I don't know.,The place I went to.,It's not the Taidao Museum at all.。

"Mr. He is so welcome!"

He Jianghai followed the old man, and after entering the Taidao Pavilion, soon, a middle-aged man in his forties came to him.

His people held his one hand with both hands, and Yuka Fujita kept translating.

Ono and his party, the only son of Ono Junliang, and the head of the Ono Foundation.

The three major sword saints of the country of the sun have their own industries, but this kind of status is too noble in the country of the sun, and if it is related to money, it will only give people the feeling that the status is too low.

Therefore, the Ono Foundation, in the country of Desun, everyone knows that it is the property of the Ono family.

But this Ono and his entourage, on the contrary, don't seem to be the son of Ono Junliang.

The habits of the people who go out of Japan are also a bit ridiculous.

"Mr. Ono is the top 10 most popular female and male entrepreneurs in Japan."

Finally, Yuka Fujita made another grand introduction.

"Mr. Ono, he really has an extraordinary temperament."

He Jianghai snorted.

This Ono and his entourage, indeed among middle-aged men, can be called handsome guys, the only kind of handsome.

However, there is still this kind of selection in the country of the sun, which also makes He Jianghai extremely speechless, except for false politeness, there is no other possibility.

"Where, Mr. He is too polite, my father happens to be repairing an ancient knife now, and he is indeed a little lazy."

After hearing He Jianghai's response, Ono and his entourage pretended to be humble and talked about his Lao Tzu's situation again.

He Jianghai said it didn't matter.

The so-called craftsman spirit of the Chinese people in the country, he probably still understands it, and if it sounds good, it is persistent, and if it is ugly, it is paranoia.

When these people are doing things, they must not be disturbed by the gods.

From art to practice, this spirit is indeed needed.

Feel free to be polite, but time will be lost, Ono and his party, no matter what business, want to accompany He Jianghai to eat.

However, before it was time to eat, people kept coming in to report the news, but they asked Ono and his party to go out to meet the guests.

As I said earlier, this Taidao Pavilion can only enter fifty tourists a day, on the surface, there are some unpopular places, fifty tourists a day, it doesn't seem to be much, but in fact, it's not.

Because of the fake Taitokan of the shrine next door, there are at least 2,000 visitors a day.

In such a tourist destination, out of at least 2,000 people, 50 tourists were screened, and it is understandable that when Ono and his party were in the museum, it was completely necessary to meet them.

"Mr. Ono can go and meet the guests."

In the face of the other party's false politeness, He Jianghai couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

"How can you snub Mr. He like this?"

Ono and his entourage said cautiously.

"That's not what it means, I'm not used to eating in crowded places."

He Jianghai told him directly, the amount of food eaten by the people of the country in Japan is low, and he can eat it again, and then he is accompanied by such a product, it is really offended.

"In that case, it's a matter of slacking."

Ono and his entourage were a little embarrassed, when it came to this, he naturally couldn't forcibly accompany He Jianghai, so he could only leave and go to meet other guests.

However, after he left, he still explained to the people around him, and then he wanted to take He Jianghai to the entire Taidao Pavilion and so on.

Ono and his party have left.

……

"I'm rubbing it, it's killing me!"

The area of the Taidao Pavilion is not small, there are thousands of square meters, He Jianghai came and went, sighing.

The employees of Ono and his entourage, who followed him closely, were also entangled, but now they were still sent away by him, and he was much more relaxed.

Everywhere he went, those employees would carefully introduce him to the legends and monuments in the museum, which was very cumbersome.

Coupled with the translation of Yuka Fujita, he can't listen to it, it seems that he is too disrespectful to the other party.

In the end, I found a reason to drive the people away.

"He Jun, out of respect for the guests, the Taidao Pavilion specially provides manual explanations, which is indeed a bit cumbersome."

Yuka Fujita was also a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained.

At the shrine next door, or in most places, visitors will be given an automatic guide headset when they enter.

Wherever you go, there will be a corresponding, tourist's Chinese explanation, quite convenient.

However, the Taidao Pavilion does not have such rules, it all relies on manpower, but it makes people very tired.

He Jianghai couldn't stand it anyway.

"As long as the person leaves."

He Jianghai didn't want to talk about this topic and continued to communicate.

"He Jun, I'm going to go to the bathroom first."

After walking a few steps, Yuka Fujita did not move, her face flushed and she spoke.

He Jianghai was a little speechless and asked her to hurry up.

Fujita Yuka, in a hurry, quickly left the place and went to the bathroom, and He Jianghai continued to wander.

Coming and going, it's a strange sight, He Jianghai has actually seen it a long time ago, the Taidao Pavilion is not without good things.

But the good things are all collected, and in the places where he can't go in, where he turns at will, he naturally looks at the excitement, regardless of anything else.

In a few more moments, he had just turned a corner, and in the middle of a few bushes, there was a good-looking young girl who was holding a puff in her face.

He looked over, and so did the other party.

In an instant, the four eyes met, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Idiot!

The woman's momentum roared.

"I'm sorry!"

He Jianghai pursed his mouth, he didn't know what was going on, so he turned around and said.

I can't communicate, and I can't help it.

The sound of footsteps had already been heard, and the woman, dressed in high heels, had rushed to him.

He Jianghai didn't understand the situation, only saw the other party stretching out his finger and pointing at him is scolding.

He couldn't understand a word, and gradually became a little angry.

"Beauty, I'm not welcome if you scold people again!"

"What's going on?"

Behind him, another voice came out, and Yuka Fujita hurriedly came over.

When he saw He Jianghai being scolded, he was obviously annoyed in his eyes, and rushed over to scold the other party.

The two masters scolded, and He Jianghai was stunned when he heard it.

"What are you talking about?"

The more He Jianghai looked at it, the more embarrassed he became, and stretched out his hand to pull people.

"She scolds you for trash, pig's head, country dog......"

Yuka Fujita squirted out.

What the?

He Jianghai was furious, his eyes were already cold, and he looked at the other side.

The girl was visibly frightened and ran away.