Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Xu San didn't sleep and was drinking with Lingzi.

Ichiro Yasuda didn't sleep either. It's not that he didn't want to sleep, but that he couldn't sleep.

Xu San said that he would take the IOU to collect the debt. Although this was just acting, Ichiro Yasuda felt that this was definitely not a good show.

He had no choice but to harm Xu San. If Sakurai hadn't given him this idea, he really wouldn't have wanted to come.

However, in life, nine out of ten things don’t go as planned, and what happened today is just one of them.

It was quiet outside the window. The moonlight shining on the curtains formed a faint green light. The curtains emitted a halo, which was a bit beautiful and a bit weird.

Turning over and sitting up, kneeling on the bed, Ichiro Yasuda began to adjust his breathing. After it stabilized, he slowly closed his eyes.

In the early morning, Miako and the servants prepared breakfast, and Reiko went to buy wontons.

Still in the yard, Baotian and Tianqi left one after another after finishing their meal.

While clearing the dishes, Miako asked, "Mr. Yasuda came to you to solve the problem, right?"

"Hmm!" Xu San said lightly while drinking tea.

"He's from your hometown, so help him if you can. I think he's a good guy."

"It's OK. I was born a businessman and I love to take advantage of others. I suffered a little loss!"

"I'm afraid it's something serious, otherwise I wouldn't come to you so late."

Xu San put down the teacup and looked at Miako, "You seem to be particularly concerned about Baotian brother today."

Miako stopped what she was doing, and a look of disgust appeared on her pretty face. "I don't like Tian Qi. The smell he exudes is not pleasant."

"Is it the smell of blood or violence?" Xu San looked at Miako and asked. "I can't smell it. My brother also has this smell."

"Mr. Yajiro?"

Miako nodded gently, "When I was a kid, I kept my distance from him because of this smell, but later on, every time he came to see me, he would take a serious bath before coming over."

"Maybe it's the smell of blood?" Xu San said hesitantly, "I think I have that smell, too."

Miako blinked, "Honey you smell good, different from them."

Xu San scratched his head, not quite understanding.

If I had to force an explanation, it would be because he had been practicing the Qi Training Technique.

After picking up the newspaper Lingzi bought and casually scanning it, Xu San said to Miako, "I have some things to do today, so you don't have to wait for me for lunch or dinner."

Miako looked up, "When are we leaving?"

"I can clean up by myself. You can do your own thing. If you feel bored, go to the noodle factory with Xiaomei. It's very lively there. If you have difficulty speaking Chinese, Xiaomei can help you translate."

"Then follow me and take a look. The noodles are delicious and I am very interested in their manufacturing process. If possible, I would like to open one in China as well."

Xu San nodded. "This is a good idea, but the local workshops here are too inefficient. After returning home, I will go to the Mishima family and give them two sets of machines."

"Is the other set for Reiko?"

"No, it's for Iga Ninja Village." Xu San explained, "After the war, the living space for ninjas will become smaller and smaller. Since they followed me, I have to find a way out for them."

"My dear, you are still so gentle." Miako raised her lips and showed a dignified smile on her pretty face. (End of this chapter)