"Oh." The proprietress now understood. She hurried to make a call. Qu Yong looked around. Found a stretchy luggage rope tied to the motorcycle. Then he quickly tore a long strip of leather jacket and got down to the mountain field. Tie it to his left upper arm to make a mat. Then tie the baggage rope to the left upper arm of the mountain field. He chose the upper 1/3 of the upper arm. Here the hemostatic effect is good. And it is not easy to hurt the nerves of the upper limbs.

Generally speaking, it is not allowed to use ropes for first aid hemostasis. But because the rope is very wide because of this luggage. And it has a very good elasticity. That's why Qu Yong chose this. When he's done. The bleeding to the mountain field has apparently stopped.

He raised his left arm upwards towards the mountain field. In medicine, it is called "elevating the affected limb", which also stops bleeding. Then he said to the proprietress again: "Give his hand in the refrigerator. I can't get it back."

"Ahh This is more complicated. The hostess didn't understand at all. Qu Yong can only point to himself. Hand her the arm of the mountain field. Let her carry it. Then I picked up my left hand on the ground with five fingers still twitching. Look at the white bones of Na Sensen exposed. And the blood flows. Sighed too. Went to the kitchen and put some water. Wash off any dirt on the wrist wound that has touched the ground. Then I found a plastic wrap wrap and wrapped it well. Put it in the crisper of the refrigerator. Just waiting for the ambulance to come.

Wait until it's all settled. Qu Yong didn't bother to care anymore. He went up the stairs to his room. Just walked in the door. The bronze-faced man looked at him with hooked eyes. "Why?"

"Because he's a human being too." Qu Yong touched his nose and said, "I can't watch a living person die in front of me. This is a ruler in my heart."

The bronze-faced man looked at Qu Yong for a long time. The light in his eyes swelled. Like a dazzling sun. Qu Yong looked at him fearlessly. Finally. The bronze-faced man withdrew his gaze. "Okay."

After that there was no more words. Qu Yong couldn't guess what the copper-faced man was saying. But it's better to say "good" than "bad".

Wait until the evening. Qu Yong went downstairs to eat. Xiangshan Field is long gone. Qu Yong went upstairs shortly after he heard the sound of an ambulance. Looks like he's been taken to the hospital.

The Japanese diet is weird. Less rice. Plenty of fish.

Japan is surrounded by water. Terroir brews the cuisine. The biggest feature of the dish is fresh seafood. Qu Yong on sashimi. Eating sushi. Plate by plate. His foot yang ming stomach meridian and foot tai yin and spleen meridian are connected to the two meridians. The acquired power of the spleen and stomach has been greatly increased. So I usually eat a lot of food. I'm hungry when I move. Thankfully this sashimi though he felt fishy. Can be protein sufficient. It's kind of boiling.

Just as he was eating the fifth plate. Sighed: "Although this thing looks good. But it doesn't taste very good. Not spicy or salty. It doesn't taste like anything. Hey......"

He is a native of Quzhou, Zhejiang. This place in Zhejiang is also very strange. For example, Hangzhou eats sweet. The most famous sweet and sour fish is sweet. Hangzhou Bang dishes can't wait for the hot pot to be sweet. But Quzhou is delicious and spicy. I can't wait to fry a plate of cabbage that is also red. Qu Yong grew up in the countryside. There are two things to pay attention to when eating. One is spicy. It's salty. The countrymen work hard. Heavy taste. No spicy, no rice. Not salty and no energy.

This sashimi with a little wasabi (wasabi) is spicy enough. It's a pity not salty. No wonder Qu Yong eats meaninglessly.

Just as he sighed. Suddenly, a young man approached. With a Chinese sigh, he said, "Chinese culture is a chicken. Japanese culture is eggs. How can it be the same?"

This is a small private hostel in Japan. There is often a long bar in the lobby on the first floor. Customers can sit. The sushi chef eats while making customers. But Qu Yong has a big appetite. So just sit and wait to eat. He followed the voice. I saw the man next door wearing a long yellow trench coat. Picturesque. Red lips and white teeth. It's even better looking than a woman. And his voice is also very gentle. Especially when speaking Chinese, there is no trace of unsmoothness.

"Oh." Qu Yong in a foreign country. Able to hear Chinese. The intimacy is strong. He smiled kindly, "You are also Chinese."

"I'm Japanese." The good-looking man also smiled slightly. Said: "My name is Hideki Watanabe. Hello."

"Hideki Watanabe." Qu Yong was stunned. I didn't expect it to be Japanese. He nodded and said, "My name is Taku Takei. Hello. Your name matches you well. It's simply a jade tree in the wind. What's even more unexpected. You speak Chinese so well."

"Thank you." Hideki Watanabe said, "Japan and China have been communicating for thousands of years. As the so-called "a strip of water", they look across the sea. Eastern World. No other country has such a deep cultural affinity as China and Japan. I love Chinese culture. To study Chinese culture, you must learn Chinese. You can't look at the so-called translations."

Qu Yong knows that even if it is Japan now. There are also many people who like traditional Chinese culture. On the contrary, it is the Chinese themselves . For traditional culture is regarded as dross. It's too much of an irony. He was curious: "Since you say that China and Japan are "a strip of water," do you think there is any difference between Chinese and Japanese cultures?"

Hideki Watanabe pointed to the eel sushi in front of him. Said: "Let's take this food. Oils are not commonly used in Japan to cook dishes. There's a big difference."

Qu Yong thought back to what he had eaten since he came to Japan. And so it was. He asked, "Why is this happening. Do the Japanese think that adding oil to the dish is not delicious?"

"Not really." Hideki Watanabe told the story. His voice is beautiful." year. Jianzhen monk traveled east to Japan. Leaving countless cultures. Among them is the idiom "thick branches kill people". The Japanese word is translated as "the enemy of oil breakage", that is, after the oil break. The enemy is coming. And it was a prophecy. Japan has a strong sense of crisis. Therefore, every household does not dare to use oil to cook vegetables anymore. Spare oil and save fuel. to live in peace. For this reason, Japan tries not to use oil or use less oil as much as possible. Over time, it has developed into a Japanese dish that focuses on light and freshness."

Qu Yong was dumbfounded. Said: "This... How does this feel like a myth."

Hideki Watanabe beckons to the master. I asked for two bottles of sake. Hand a bottle of Qu Yong. After the two of them had a drink. "Maybe it's a joke. However, Chinese cuisine pays attention to "color, aroma, and taste", while Japanese cuisine emphasizes "color, shape, and taste". Eating Japanese food is eaten with your eyes. Or maybe that's what to say. It can better reflect the difference between Japanese and Chinese in terms of diet."

"I think. You have a lot of point. At least this sake. It's really clear." Qu Yong took two sips of sake. The mouth is lighter. Shaking his head, he said, "Your Excellency has seen people. Outstanding style. Extraordinary conversation. The most rare thing is to appear in such a small hostel for no reason. Talking to a strange Chinese with me about Japanese culture. So I'm guessing. Watanabe-kun, you are from the Yamaguchi-gumi. And the last Yamaguchi group came to invite people. Already went back with a broken hand. You still dare to come. If it weren't for the extraordinary dependence. Either that, or that you have great courage."