"My name is Goro. Thank you very much for saving my sister Photon!"

After a little surprise and explanation, Photon's brother took two other young men, clasped his fists and supported the ground, knelt down and thanked him, and buried his forehead deeply in the mud.

He was vaguely more knowledgeable than Photon, and he knew the terribleness of this kind of warrior.

At the same time, he was even more surprised at the luxuriousness of Wu Ming's samurai uniform and the lack of family patterns: "Is it a ronin? a wild samurai? But this kind of ghost power that is equivalent to more than a dozen people, I am afraid that any city lord's name will be happy to store it?"

"Well, you guys have dealt with this bear and take it to the village. I want to rest!"

Wu Ming said bluntly.

It is natural for the superiors to issue orders to the inferiors, and Goro and others immediately obeyed.

The three people carried the bear and photons in front of them.

When entering the village, it undoubtedly attracted onlookers.

"It's the Wind Demon Palace!"

"The Wind Demon Palace was taken away!"

A tenant farmer and children surrounded him far away, but he did not dare to come over, with awe in his eyes.

"That adult must be a powerful warrior, right? Look, the other end was cut down at once..."

Someone said in awe.

"Maybe he's a traveling swordsman! It takes one sword to kill the head, not only a huge amount of strength, but also a good sword!"

This is knowledgeable, and his eyes are fixed on Wu Ming's waist: "Maybe it's a famous blade!"

Listening to these comments, the several bear-raising hunters all looked excited and proud, but Goro looked at Wu Ming's back and clenched his fists secretly, making some determination.

‘…famous sword?’

Even though those people deliberately lowered their voices, they did not hide it from Wu Ming at all.

He was quite amused and puzzled to find that under the rumors spread by these villagers outside, he was increasingly exaggerated.

Even the samurai sword on the waist, which is only of ordinary quality, has the taste of transforming into the magical weapons of famous swords and blades.

‘Well… Maybe you can still get a name like ‘Wind Demon Cut’, ‘Black Bear Slash’ in the future, and it really becomes a famous sword!’

When I entered the village just now, I saw that there was a mu of paddy fields outside, and there were simple bamboo and wood fences around the village. I immediately knew that the place was not very peaceful.

In other words, the whole world is not very peaceful, so you must protect yourself.

"Goro, take me to your house, it's a good meal!"

Wu Ming seemed to say casually, but Photon and Goro were shocked: "This... our family has no experience in serving the adults..."

"No need, just like that. This black bear is just the way you need to help me deal with it!"

Wu Ming waved his hand firmly.

In fact, it’s not that I don’t want to go to the homes of higher-level people, but Wu Ming was a little guilty. It’s better to go to this house first and get some news before talking about it.

When the group came to Photon's house, they saw a middle-aged couple with a cramped and uneasy middle-aged couple, as well as several timid children, who were already kneeling at the door: "I've seen an adult!"

"Well, get up! I'll ask you this time, and this black bear, peel off the skin for me!"

Wu Ming pretended to reach out and actually took out a small piece of gold from the Tiangong Ring: "Reward you!"

"Thank you sir!"

The few of them thanked each other in fear and fear, feeling that this young warrior was really a bit unique.

...

"Sir... please use it!"

Photon knelt in front of Wu Ming and put down the wooden plate. On it were two snow-white rice balls, a plate of plums, and a bowl of miso soup.

Wu Ming was speechless when he saw the plates that were only two salted plums and specially decorated with green leaves.

Of course, I also know that this family has done its best, and I am afraid that even during the Chinese New Year, I may not be able to eat this.

Just now, I saw a few children from this house eating something dark, like a mixture of wild vegetables and bran, and I couldn't swallow it.

This is even more true when you see a few pairs of bright and eager eyes at the door.

"Photon, leave the Miso soup, and give the others to your younger brothers and sisters!"

"Also, let Goro keep the bear paws and bake them and deliver them!"

Wu Ming waved.

Gulu!

Photon clearly heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and hesitated: "Sir..."

"Go!"

Wu Ming waved his hand depressedly, and then he saw Photon go out, surrounded by joyful laughter, and a faint voice came: "Such a snow-white rice ball is not delicious, and it will be punished by God if you lose a grain of rice!"

A moment later, the male owner of the house came in, rubbing the hem of his clothes with his hands restlessly: "Sorry! I'm really embarrassed! I'm treating adults with such things!"

"No need, I still have some things to ask you!"

Wu Ming didn't care what he misunderstood, and said directly, and asked indirectly.

"Sir... please use it!"

After waiting for a long time, Goro baked his bear's paw and brought it in with a red face.

"Well... it tastes good!"

Bear paw is the essence of bear, with the thickest oil and the most beautiful taste. Although there is a shortage of seasonings, Wu Ming also endured it and exclaimed.

It was almost clear at this time that the people of Tuyun, as in their previous lives, also maintained strange customs.

First of all, livestock running on the ground cannot be eaten no matter what meat! Because they believe that the meat is dirty, and as long as it is eaten, it will inevitably become a beast in the next life.

Therefore, mutton cannot be eaten, chicken cannot be eaten, and duck cannot be eaten. The only thing that can be eaten is fish!

The greater the noble, the more harsh it is in this regard, even to the point where he doesn’t even eat fish and only eats white rice!

In their opinion, only rice is the food for the most powerful people.

As for meat? Apart from fish, they are all things that are inferior to people, which is really a tearful habit.

Of course, the result is that the rulers of the upper class, the nobles and nobles inevitably weakened, and their power began to transfer to the martial family, that is, the lower-level noble warrior group.

At this time, every warrior was skilled in bows and horses and proficient in killing skills. He was a first-class war machine and an elite tooth soldier.

Moreover, as a noble, he has privileges. When the people see him, he must salute him, and even find an excuse such as "trying a new knife to be unfavorable."

In this village, there is a warrior with two hundred stones of Zhixing (hereditary land), and he is considered a powerful local Chinese.

These two hundred stones are the output of two hundred stones of rice every year, which is about two hundred acres of land.

Oh, in the countryside of Izumo, the people are generally divided into third-class, including Chinese people, civilian farmers, and savages.

The Chinese are people who hold certain power and force in the local area; common farmers are authentic farmers; while savages are wild people who do not accept the king's transformation and flee to the mountains and do not accept rule are often synonymous with thieves and even dare to hunt warriors.

‘The small landlord with two hundred acres is a powerful local Chinese…’

Wu Ming was speechless: 'Then according to this standard, the Wujia Fort is 2,000 acres, which is simply a powerful local family. If the fort is included, maybe there is a little daimyo to do it?"

This level reminded him of the feudal knights in the Western world.

Of course, ordinary low-level warriors only have a few hundred acres, which is far inferior to the Knight Manor, but they are equivalent to the Knight escort.

As for intermediate warriors, they are almost the same as Western knights.

"Well, Goro, you have such a good craftsmanship! Peel the bear skin and give it to me, and leave the remaining meat to you!"

Of course, at this time, Wu Ming played just a ronin warrior, and eating some meat was nothing. Although it was still a bit surprising, it was within the acceptance range.

"Thank you sir!"

Even if it is a hunter, it is extremely difficult to catch such prey.

After all, it was hundreds of kilograms of meat! Not only Goro, but even his father immediately thanked him happily.

"Well... I want to sell this bear skin. Where is the nearest city and commercial town?"

Wu Ming asked casually.

"The nearest city? That's the Yamada Castle... Goro sometimes also sends the hunted fur to the merchants!"

That's what the male owner of the family said.

From the conversation just now, Wu Ming knew that the Yamada family was the big landlord who ruled here, and perhaps it could be considered a local name?

"Goro, according to your opinion, how much is this bear skin worth?"

"Sir, I think it's worth at least twenty cents!"

There are also copper coins here, one piece is one piece, and one thousand pieces is the same as one piece of silver. As usual, it is equivalent to one piece of silver qualifier.

Of course, because Fuso silver is less and gold is more, most of the time, gold judgment is used as a currency for large-scale transactions.

"Very good. I want to invite Goro to take me to Numata Castle. I wonder if it's possible?"

Wu Ming said that with the gold and silver reserves in his Tiangong Ring, there was no need to sell fur.

But this is not to make money, but to spread reputation. Anyway, there are countless wandering ronin and swordsmen at this time, so it is impossible to attract attention immediately.

‘Well, the most urgent thing is to give yourself a surname…’

Wu Ming thought a little depressedly.

Whether it is a wild samurai who lost his master's family or a ronin swordsman, it actually doesn't matter, but you can't have your own surname, otherwise you will become a pariah.

Moreover, it must be a localized name, otherwise when the reputation spreads, it will inevitably be known by the hostile reincarnationists. This is the lowest level of mistake!

"Oh... this is really a bit troublesome..."

Since they are a noble and privileged class, they must have something to look up in family trees and make up randomly, but they can't do it.

Wu Ming was a little distressed: "Do you want to be a foreign warrior? There are risks... Or, just pretend to be a wise position? In this world full of demons, the status of a mage should be very high, right?"
Chapter completed!