Chapter 79 Kyoto Water Splashing Festival
“How is it?!” Chen Yixuan looked over and was shocked, “Where did the man in black come from? Where did the oil-paper umbrella come from?!”
Only I saw a man in black being poured down like a drowned rat, and he was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand to protect Jiang Yushi tightly.
The man in black raised his head and gave Chen Yixuan and others a provocative look.
Chen Yixuan turned around and asked: "Brother, what should I do?"
Before Su Xuanming could answer, Old Man Cui's calm voice came from the private room next door: "Why are you panicking? I have a basin of warm water here!"
Li Mingde was overjoyed and hurriedly went to the private room next door to bring a basin of warm water and faced it. There was a splash outside the window: "Oh, I don't believe it, you can still have an oil-paper umbrella!"
Crash!
"Alas! Alas!" The tea guest downstairs sighed again.
I saw black clothes shouting: "Protect our Jiang Yushi!"
Another man in black jumped down from the shop opposite, using his body to block the pouring warm water!
Li Mingde was angry and raised his head to curse: "You don't have martial ethics!"
The man in black raised his voice and said: "There are many of us! If you have the ability, you can also find help!"
Is it tolerable or not?
Mrs. Niu, a general who was a regular guest in the private room, said loudly: "Don't panic, Mr. Jiang, I have a basin of warm water here!"
Jiang Guanghai quickly went to Mrs. Niu's private room and brought a basin of warm water. He didn't even look at it and poured it directly under the window.
"Alas! Alas! Alas!"
The tea drinkers sighed three times, and at this time, even the merchants on both sides of the street also felt sorry.
Jiang Guanghai squeezed Chen Yixuan away, stretched out his upper body, and looked down.
I saw Jiang Yushi hiding safely under the oil paper umbrella. The ground directly in front of him was a puddle of water, still floating with hot air.
Obviously, Jiang Guanghai just messed up!
Jiang Yushi pushed open the oil-paper umbrella slightly, looked up, and met the eyes of Jiang Guanghai, who was shaking his head in regret.
Jiang Guanghai's body froze, and there was only one thought in his mind, my life is at risk!
What I fear most is the sudden silence.
Li Mingde was curious about what was going on and stuck out his head. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yushi also saw him.
"It's over. The seventh brother could have done the work alone, but the gang was caught committing the crime!"
On the first floor of Fuquan Tea House, an anxious tea customer saw that Jiang Langjun and others had not moved for a long time, so he picked up the The warm teapot is poured out.
"Jiang Langjun, let me help you!"
The water in the teapot is thin, slow and sparse.
Jiang Yushi jumped slightly and hid.
"Look at me!" A voice shouted in the private room on the second floor, and then a basin of warm water was poured down from above the head!
The man in black shouted for help: "Brothers! Come out to work!"
Swish, swish, swish!
I saw a dozen men in black clothes popping up from the base of the wall, from the eaves, and from the shops.
They held oil-paper umbrellas or bamboo hats to protect Jiang Yushi from all sides.
"You little thief, stop being so arrogant! Are you bullying me because there is no one on Thirteenth Street?" The old man on Thirteenth Street shouted loudly, and three sturdy men each held a basin of warm water and poured it at the man in black.
The man in black was furious: "You can just splash Chiang Yushi, what are you doing to me?!"
The old man snorted coldly, he doesn't care about so many people, whoever he can splash on is the one!
The man in black was soaked like a drowned rat, and without caring about his mission, he rushed into the back kitchen of Fuquan Teahouse, carrying a bucket of warm water on each side, and poured it on the tea patrons around him regardless of what happened. go. The tea guests fled in all directions: "You thief in black can't defeat the old man, so you're here to cause trouble for us! Just wait!"
The hot-tempered tea guest picked up the teapot and fought back, but how could the water in the teapot defeat the bucket?
Unwilling to be defeated, the tea guests called on their friends and even engaged in tactical cooperation.
For a time, Thirteenth Street turned into a sea of warm water.
No one knows who splashed him or who he sprayed the warm water on.
Just pour it out anyway!
The owner of Fuquan Teahouse, who was worried about his own firewood but also took advantage of the geographical advantage, poured firewood from the second floor. When he saw the people downstairs being drenched, he felt extremely happy and laughed heartily.
Gu Nanxi locked the door of the private room tightly and closed the window. Only then did she find a quiet and dry place amidst the noise.
Old man Cui wanted to play again, but was afraid of being beaten, so he hesitated at the door: "The people in Kyoto are so interesting, they actually have such fun festivals."
Gu Nanxi: "Didn't you forget? Yes, why is this Are you getting up?"
After that, Gu Nanxi opened the door, whispered to the responsible waiter, and handed him a banknote: "Go to Tong Ren Tang to see the doctor and make some more decoction to prevent colds. .”
"There are too many decoctions, so you should hire a few more idle men to help you carry the decoction to the street entrance. When the neighbors have had enough fun, let them get the decoction by themselves, no matter how much."
Gu Nan Xi thought for a while and took out another banknote: "When Tongrentang is brewing medicine, go to the market and buy more firewood and charcoal. The charcoal will be divided into two parts, and one part will be divided among the shops on Thirteenth Street. Find another one A bonfire was lit in a sheltered area to keep away the cold. "
" Let your boss count the losses and record them in the account of Yongchang Hou Mansion. "
The waiter was stunned. After a moment, he immediately took the banknote with red eyes: "Hey! Don't worry, Mrs. Hou, I will handle it properly!"
The liveliness of Thirteenth Street attracted a large number of people watching outside the street. .
Many businessmen from other places expressed their envy: "This Kyoto is so prosperous. In the middle of winter, we actually had a water fight. The water was still warm."
At this moment, the waiter and a dozen idlers Han, coming with a bucket of medicine.
Behind him were a dozen charcoal sellers carrying firewood on their shoulders.
"Give way." The waiter found a place to put the medicine barrel, and then handed out more than a dozen coins, asking the charcoal seller to help light the bonfire.
The red fire light shone warmly on everyone.
The waiter shouted loudly: "Mrs. Yongchang Hou has brought everyone some anti-wind-cold decoction and a bonfire. It's all free, no money required!"
The people who wanted to continue the fun continued to splash water.
If your body can't bear it, just drink a bowl of herbal soup first, then find a seat by the campfire, and your whole body will be warmed up in an instant.
“Thank you, Madam Yongchanghou!”
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Yongchanghou, we will be here to guard you! Today, Jiang Yushi can’t even think of walking out until he takes off his clothes. Thirteenth Street!”
Everyone was laughing and joking, and the relaxed atmosphere made foreign businessmen sigh with emotion.
Jiang Yushi, who was stared at by everyone, smiled bitterly, changed his clothes, and sat side by side with Gu Nanxi.
Old man Cui clapped his hands and laughed: "Boy from the Jiang family, you too are today! Back then, you were angry that your father was obsessed with courtesans, so you planned to make your father run half a circle around Kyoto with his buttocks naked. Now, But what happened in this world?"
Su Xuanming and others were looking at each other in the cubicle, looking at Jiang Yushi's clothes.
How could the unsmiling Censor Jiang ever be so naughty?
Jiang Yushi drank a cup of hot tea and returned to his serious look: "A soldier is a raging enemy, and a general is raging in a nest. This is all thanks to your teaching."
Gu Nanxi snorted and laughed. Voice.
(End of this chapter)