Chapter 14 Komizu Town

The conversation with Kimura reminded Yan Xu of one thing, which is his own identity issue.

It is obviously impossible to disguise himself as a Japanese. With his height and physique, anyone who is not blind can tell that he is a Japanese. Therefore, Yan Xu has created a persona for himself that is a nobleman from the Central Plains. As for why he came, what he came for, and what his identity is, he has no information to share.

There is nothing wrong with this, because Japan still regards the Central Plains as a superior country. People from all walks of life compete to imitate it, and even start the practice of crossing the lineage. They are not ashamed of this, but proud of it.

If a commoner's daughter returns, some military families may even be willing to marry her in order to improve their own bloodline.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with Yan Xu's origins, and no one will doubt it. However, in order to make money more conveniently, he also needs an identity that the natives of Japan can accept.

Yan Xu was prepared for this, and that was the flag.

Yan Xu specially had a batch of flags sewn, with a solemn and heavy bronze door on a black background and stars all over the door, implying that his golden finger bronze door can communicate with all worlds.

Now all he needed was a Japanese name, and Yan Xu decided to call him Zhuxing, Zhuxing Qingmen without much thought.

The next step was to raise the flag. Flagpoles were erected at the entrance of the village and in the courtyard that was renamed Zhuboshi House, and the Qingmen flag of the Zhuboshi family was hung on them. From then on, it became the Zhuboshi family's territory.

Looking at the flags rising and falling in the wind, Yan Xu suddenly felt some new emotions, because from now on, in addition to being a time traveler, he was also the controller of a force.

Haha, Yan Xu couldn't help but laugh softly. It felt so good to be in control of the power and have the power to decide life and death.

Taro led four foot soldiers and walked towards Omizu Town with their legs splayed out.

"Machi" refers to a market and a port, and is also used to refer to certain areas. Komizu-machi is a combination of a market and a port, which is also the function and role of most towns, facilitating water transportation and commerce.

However, due to the war between the two daimyo, the business of Komizu Town was greatly affected.

Fortunately, the big merchants provided supplies to the two daimyo, so their safety was more or less guaranteed.

The small merchants were miserable. Merchants were of low status to begin with, and the world was in chaos. Not to mention robbers, deserters and samurai, even the villagers were full of aggressiveness, so the small merchants dared not leave Komizu Town and could only sigh as they went about their days. After all, the worst thing about doing business was that they would run out of money, not to mention that they didn't have much capital to begin with.

At this time, Omizu Town seemed a little deserted, with pedestrians coming and going in a hurry. Many shops were half-open, but there were quite a few vagrants wandering around the market.

Unfortunately, the ronin who have no money in their pockets but carry knives are not a good consumer group. What's more, the recent war has stimulated them so much that they can't wait to join in to earn money and fame. So in order to show their bravery, every ronin will try his best to appear difficult to mess with, and conflicts often break out.

But don't panic, most ronin are just talkers, and apart from spitting and glaring at each other, they rarely draw their swords.

It's not that they are afraid of death, but they are afraid of damaging the blade.

The samurai sword is sharp but brittle. If it is hit hard, the blade will be damaged or even broken.

Ronin who have no money in their pockets rely on a samurai sword to keep up appearances. Without a samurai sword, they don't even have the qualifications to call themselves ronin. They will only attract ridicule and cannot hold their heads up. Therefore, they will not easily draw their swords because of quarrels. Unless there are noble people around them, they will use swords and blood to prove their bravery and gain appreciation.

Taro was one of them, so he was particularly proud at the moment. After all, he was now the head of the ashigaru. Not to mention his equipment, his brand new samurai sword alone was enough to make him look down on these ronin. The ronin he met along the way either stepped aside in awe to watch Taro leave, or used their previous friendship to chat with him in the hope of getting a job to make a living.

To put it bluntly, ronin are mercenaries. Even if they have work, they cannot guarantee to have enough food. It is common for them to go hungry for nine meals in three days when they have no work, so they are unwilling to miss any opportunity.

Unfortunately, Taro had not received the mission to recruit ronin, so he dared not agree to it casually and just drove them away.

What’s interesting is that even though Taro was so shameless, no one dared to express their dissatisfaction to his face, but it was inevitable that some people would curse at him behind his back.

When Taro arrived at the izakaya that Fujiki mentioned, he saw a rattan ring in an inconspicuous corner, just hanging it casually.

He went forward to take down the rattan ring, disassembled it, weaved it in the opposite direction, and hung it up again. After doing all this, Taro took the four foot soldiers into the izakaya, ordered some tea and a plate of pickles, drank tea to quench his thirst while eating rice balls. As for the pickles, of course, Taro enjoyed them alone.

In fact, Taro was targeted by Mori's people as soon as he arrived. He wanted to make contact with them to see if he could get any business. Unexpectedly, he found the marks they left behind and made attempts to make contact, which immediately aroused the curiosity of Mori's people.

In a guesthouse not far from the izakaya, five or six people were crammed into a small room, led by a shrine maiden with a gourd-shaped body and a gourd mask. This person was none other than the leader of the Mori clan, Mori Yu.

"It seems that Fujiki asked them to come, but what is the purpose?" Mori Yu's voice sounded a little special under the effect of the gourd mask, but the people present had already gotten used to it and were considering what this incident would bring.

First of all, the possibility of Fujiki's betrayal can be ruled out. It's not that they really trust Fujiki, the veteran of the organization, 100%, but there is no need.

Sen has fallen to the point where he can barely afford to eat. If this continues, they will either become bandits or split up and have to eat their fill.

So after discussing for a while, they decided to contact the other party first, and the candidate was ready.

Teng Hua, the most capable member of the Mori organization, although already in her thirties, still had some grace. She twisted her voluptuous body and sat next to Taro, who suddenly felt that his loincloth seemed to be leaking again.

"Who are you?" Taro closed his legs with difficulty and said in a pretentious manner, while threatening with the katana at his waist in his hand.

"Mori Organization, Teng Hua." Teng Hua did not deliberately conceal her identity, but used it to test. However, she was also prepared to turn against him. She held a kunai in her sleeve, ready to cut into Taro's kidney at any time.

"Moriya? Well, you are a really lucky bunch of guys. Be thankful. The master intends to recruit you, so you should be extremely grateful and work hard for it." Taro looked up and really thought that the people in front of him should be grateful for this, because in his opinion, it was a great honor and happiness to be the master's subordinate.

Teng Hua's eyes lit up, and her tone and gesture became three times softer. She almost stuck close to Taro, making Taro, who wanted to be arrogant, very happy. She said a lot, but she didn't know that the small businessman behind her who was sighing and complaining about the bad business was quickly analyzing the truthfulness of his words and the information contained in them.

This person is Fujiha, the ninja in the Mori organization who is best at disguising his identity. He is also Tenghua's contact person. Once an accident occurs, he will take action to create the accident and help Tenghua escape.

However, the current situation is much better than he thought, so not only will he not interrupt, he will even prevent accidents from happening, because they are really out of money, and even eating is a problem now.

Therefore, Fujiye knew very well how important it was to have a noble person who was willing to recruit them.

(End of this chapter)