Hua Zejin did not answer Xu San immediately.
Xu San could see that she was still struggling, so he responded promptly, "I admire you soldiers the most, especially female soldiers!"
Although he said this, he added in his heart, except for you little devils, if it is possible, then I can trick you into as many traps as possible, such as selling you to Qingfeng Tower.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir!" Hua Zejin bowed and saluted, then stood up and went down.
It seems like you agreed?
Xu San touched his shiny hair and once again felt that the function of this hair wax was incredible. It was obvious that there was no progress, but in the end he unexpectedly hit such a line.
As a soldier in the water supply unit, going to a place like this to work part-time is not a task, but it is an unspeakable secret.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Hua Zejin to come to him with wine and food.
The wine and food were placed on the low table one by one, and then she knelt down next to Xu San and poured wine for him.
After the glass of wine was filled, Xu San picked up the glass and said, "It seems that Miss Huaze has agreed to my request."
Hua Zejin smiled slightly and said, "Sir, I like Xiaojin. Xiaojin doesn't dare to refuse."
Xu San drank the cup in one gulp, then took a mouthful of tofu and tasted it. It was a little salty, but it still tasted like tofu, but the portion was too small. If he ate it on a daily basis, it would only last three mouthfuls. .
Looking at other side dishes, although there are many plates, the portions are pitifully small.
Looking at the sparse dishes, Xu San remembered a joke from before.
It was said that some big men from Northeast China were eating Japanese food for the first time. They ordered ten dishes, and then they finished them in a few mouthfuls. After eating, they wiped their mouths and said that the pickles they gave as a gift tasted good.
Thinking of this, the corners of Xu San's mouth raised slightly, revealing a beautiful smile.
Hua Zejin saw this and quickly asked, "Why are you laughing, sir?"
Xu San said in his heart, I was laughing at Wu, a village man from Zhuge, and Zhou Yu, a boy who was ignorant...
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But Xu San didn't say that, but said, "If you can win Miss Huaze's favor, you will naturally laugh."
Filling up Xu San's wine again, "Sir, you are really good at talking. There must be many women around you."
Xu San smiled and did not answer, but picked up the wine glass again, stared at Hua Zejin and asked, "Miss Hua Ze, don't you drink?"
Hua Ze was stunned for a moment, then poured himself a glass and picked it up, "Xiao Jin doesn't know Mr.'s name yet."
"My name is Edogawa Conan." Xu San once again revealed the name of his vest.
"Then I'll give you a toast to Mr. Edogawa." After saying that, Hua Zejin took a sip. Xu San looked at it and saw that it was about one-third of the cup, about the size of a dollar.
Although sake has 40 degrees, it is not as spicy as white wine, so most women can drink some of it. If you add some plums or other seasonings, it can easily make people drunk without knowing it.
When Xu San saw Hua Zejin drinking, he thought to himself, as long as you can drink, as long as you drink, I can make you lie down.
Thinking of this, Xu San smiled again.
Seeing Xu San's smile again, Hua Zejin asked again, "Sir, why are you smiling again this time?"
"If you have a beautiful woman drinking with you, you will naturally laugh." Xu San replied.
"Sir didn't tell the truth this time!"
"It's up to you, but I won't tell you the answer." Xu San pretended to be mysterious, and then took a sip of wine.
Hua Zejin also took a sip, then put down the glass, "Is this your first time here in Edogawa?"
Xu San glanced at the remaining wine in Huaze, and then said, "Yes, this is my first time here. But it's too far. I've been here once before. I was in a hurry that time and only stayed for a short time."
"What about this time?" Hua Zejin asked.
Xu San thought for a moment and said, "Is this going to be a permanent stay for a while?"
"Permanent?" Hua Ze heard something wrong in Xu San's words, "How long does Mr. need to stay here?"
Xu San thought about it and said, "Well...due to work reasons and some other personal matters, it will probably take about a year."
Hua Ze calculated the time in his mind and said, "Doesn't that mean I can't go home for the New Year?"
The time now is early July, and the Japanese New Year is New Year's Day, so Hua Ze here said that Xu San cannot go home.
"Work is more important than family." Xu San replied helplessly.
"What is your job, sir? Can you tell me?" Hua Ze asked tentatively.
"It's nothing inconvenient." After saying that, Xu San took out the business card he had prepared and handed it over.
Hua Zejin took it with both hands, looked at it carefully, and then put it away.
"It turns out Mr. Edogawa is a reporter from the Asahi Shimbun!"
"Tabloid reporters, just make a living." Xu San said modestly.
"If the Asahi Shimbun is a tabloid, then probably no newspaper in Japan would dare to call itself a major newspaper."
Xu San smiled, took a sip of wine, and then turned to watch the show.
To be honest, Xu San still can't accept this kind of Japanese culture. The only things he can accept are animation and action movies.
Take the white-faced geisha playing shamisen on the stage just now. Xu San just wanted to sleep. If it weren't for Hua Zejin drinking with him, he might have fallen asleep on the tatami long ago.
Anyway, Xu San felt that it was not as good as Dagu Shu in the north and Pingtan in Suzhou.
The geisha who played the shamisen went down and a new performer came up.
But this time the performance was even more intolerable to Xu.
Xu San felt a bit toothache, and the geisha on the stage turned out to be performing the Kunqu opera "Sifan"! ?
Men are afraid of running at night, and women are afraid of thinking. This is a jargon in the Kunqu opera world. The reason why it is said is that these two plays are the most difficult for Wu Sheng and Dan roles.
The Chinese people themselves are afraid, let alone the little Japanese.
The four different things that were changed by the devil, the changed Kunqu opera singing, and the Japanese language gave Xu San a strange feeling. It gave people the impression that the Internet celebrity singers of later generations did not understand opera, but they wanted to follow the trend and sing some opera tune, and ended up singing. It was sung, but it didn't have the spirit and energy that an opera should have.
Sure enough, Japanese people are very different in learning everything.
He picked up the wine Hua Zejin had just filled and drank it in one gulp.
The attentive Hua Zejin saw that Xu San's heart was not on the stage, so she asked, "Sir, are you dissatisfied with the club's program?"
"It's okay, after all, these are our traditional Japanese programs." Xu San replied casually.
Although Xu San's words were spoken carelessly, Hua Ze still heard the implication, so she slowly poured wine for Xu San again, sat upright, and said in a formal tone, "Sir, there is no need to accommodate, it is not good, it is not good, you have any opinion It can be brought up and we can correct it.”
Hua Zejin said it very formally, which is also a tradition and attitude of the Japanese people.
Of course, even if you raise your opinion, I won’t change it, which is another kind of tradition.
