Chapter 1: Traveling through time ()

Takayama, 17 years old, loves Japanese Warring States culture. He originally signed up for a group to travel to Japan after graduating from high school, but later he saw a group that revolved around the ruins of the Warring States period in Japan. But in October, Takayama thought about it, and finally skipped class for a week for the dream in his heart.

"Hello, tourists, our current location is Atashi Shrine, Aichi Prefecture, which will be the last stop of our group. But you don't know that every year today, the Nagoya Festival will be held here. Later, you will see the local heroes of Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Tokugawa Ieyasu, and various float parades with Japanese historical characteristics. However, before that, I hope everyone can be integrated into it, so I will take you to the Hitoda Duty Free Shop first, where you can buy various clothing and items with historical characteristics. Of course, everything is voluntary." After the tour guide said that, he brought the tour group and his group to the door of Hitoda Duty Free Shop.

Since it was the last day of the trip, most tourists walked in, and Takayama was no exception. During this week's tour itinerary, the tour guide took them to many shopping malls and duty-free shops, but they could only buy modern products in those places, and there were no related products about Japanese history. So along the way, Takayama didn't spend a penny. I thought this trip to Japan would go back empty-handed, and I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. But I could actually buy what I wanted here, so Takayama was the first to rush in.

When he arrived at the Retian duty-free shop, Gao Shan was immediately attracted by the dazzling array of goods in the store. The goods here were quite rich, ranging from armor and weapons to accessories and soldiers. He looked through them one by one from beginning to end.

The waiter in the store is also very enthusiastic. Whenever he stops in front of a product, he will start introducing the material, specifications, and source of the product for convenience. When the mountain comes to the front and front of a hanging piece, he will no longer be willing to move.

I saw that the whole body was red, with black patterns on the arms as embellished. A golden six-cent helmet was embedded in the middle of the helmet, which emitted a sparkling golden light under the light.

Damn, this is the imitation of the world that Yukimura Sanada wore in the last battle. Takayama gently bounced the armor with his hand, and a crisp metal sound came from the armor. He looked down at the price. It costs 50,000 yen. If it was exchanged for RMB, it would cost more than 4,100 yuan. Fortunately, he didn't buy anything blindly before, so the price could still be affordable. Takayama thought, what a pleasant thing it would be if it was bought back and placed at home. Seeing that he stopped, the waiter came over and said politely: "Sir, this shows that the armor is imitated by the world that Yukimura Sanada wore in the last battle. Its material is fully stamped steel plate, the appearance is metal paint, and the total weight is fifteen kilograms."

"Can I try it on?" Takayama asked.

"Of course, and with your figure, this set of armor should be very suitable to wear." The waiter said as he took off the armor from the rack.

I didn't feel it when I was hanging it, but I realized after I got it down that this piece had more than ten parts in the world. No wonder the warriors needed help from wearing armor at that time.

With the help of the waiter, Takayama put these parts on his body one by one. Fifteen kilograms seemed very heavy, but after distributing these weights to all parts of his body, he didn't feel anything. Takayama came to the mirror and a Japanese samurai appeared on the mirror. It was so suitable, just like it was tailor-made. This thing was not bought with money in China, and it was so suitable to wear it. Takayama said without hesitation: "I want this one at that time." After that, Takayama did not take off his armor immediately. Anyway, he would wear it to participate in the Nagoya Festival later, so it would be fine.

Next to the armor is the helmet, and there are dozens of helmets used by famous historical samurai on the counter, including Naoe Kazuki's love-shaped helmets, and Tadao Honda's big antler-shaped helmets, but Takayama saw the golden horse-Renzi helmets in the middle at a glance. The highest point of this horse-Renzi helmets is 40 cm and the widest point is 38 cm. The area it occupied is the largest among these helmets. Toyotomi Hideyoshi's horse-Renzi helmets? It's it. Damn! Finally found it. Takayama thought that although the six-money helmets were good, they were a little small and not cool enough, and this horse-Renzi was different. It was big and cool, and the price was more than 500 yuan. However, Takayama hesitated for a little while and decided to buy it.

He came to the mirror again and pressed the golden horse Linzi behind the helmet. However, in this way, there was six cents in front and horse Linzi behind, which seemed a bit out of character. He had to take the six cents in front, which made him more pleasing to the eyes. He looked at himself in the mirror and thought to himself that he would take more photos when he arrived at the Retta Shrine.

The soldiers and dolls were ignored by Gao Shan, and these things can be bought on domestic websites, so they don’t spend money here. Then Gao Shan came to the front of the shelf where the swords were placed. After seeing these swords, he hesitated a little. In China, this is a controlled knife. If he buys it, it will be miserable. However, he bought all the armor. If he doesn’t buy it, it will be a bit of a bad idea. He stood there and hesitated for a long time but hesitated for no reason.

At this moment, the waiter came over and said, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Gao Shan said: "I want to ask, if I can take it back to China after buying a Taidao? Oh, I am Chinese."

This waiter obviously has received many Chinese tourists and is obviously aware of some Chinese rules. She only heard her say: "So that's the case, but you don't have to worry. Our store provides mailing service. After you purchase, just leave your contact name, phone number, and address. We will record the goods you purchased to the address you specified within one working day."

"Ah, that's so thankful, but I want to take it to the Nagoya Festival in a while. I wonder if I can still mail it after I get it back again?"

"Of course, as long as the items purchased from our store can be mailed at any time."

After listening to it, Takayama finally felt relieved and began to choose carefully. Like armor, each Taidao has materials and sources in front of it. However, compared with armor, there are fewer Taidao here, and there are only a dozen models in total, but these knives are imitated historical famous knives, left-text words? He held this Taidao in his hand. This was the matching knife of Imakawa Yoshimoto, but it fell into Oda Nobunaga. Takayama looked carefully and saw that this knife was good everywhere, but there was a problem with the knife in his body. The real left-text words should be engraved on it: May 19, 2011, Yoshimoto asked for the arrest of the knife that he held. Oda Oo Nobunaga. These twenty-five words, but the knife on the knife was engraved: This knife is the same as November 18, 2011.

Gao Shan shook his head. Everything is good, but Dao Ming, hey, I'm better looking at something else. He picked up five or six too-swords in a row. Although the workmanship is also fine, it's all about Dao Ming. Gao Shan smiled bitterly, and he was a modern imitation. It seems that he had too high requirements. There are a few more in front, and Gao Shan planned to choose one he liked after reading them all.

After a while, Takayama picked up the last Tai Knife. This knife was named Muramasa. This knife is very famous. The product introduction states that Muramasa, total length: 76 cm. The blade is made of all steel. The handle of the knife is made of iron wood. The black handle is black sheath. The blade is covered with fish scale patterns twice. It is obviously a blade has been opened. Takayama held it in his hand and waved it a few times. It was very handy. Before the knife was sheathed, he looked at the knife Ming habitually. He saw that it was clearly engraved on it: Seizure Summeju Uemon Wei Fujiwara Muramasa, the words finally made me meet a good knife. Then Takayama picked up the ribs on the knife holder, and the same knife Ming was engraved on it. Look at the price. This set of knives actually cost 48,000 yen, which was almost as good as the armor. However, Takayama gritted his teeth and was afraid that he would have to rely on Japan for this life to buy it!

"Hello, you spent a total of 104,050 yuan this time. This is the packaging of the product you selected. Thank you for your patronage." After collecting the money, the waiter placed three wooden boxes in front of the mountain.

"I'm going to attend the Nagoya Festival soon. It's not convenient to hold these boxes. Can I store them in the store first? Anyway, I'll have to come back to go through the mailing procedures later."

"Okay, but if you participate in the Nagoya Festival, you have to hurry up. Now the parade should be about to begin."

Before I knew it, Gao Shan had been shopping here for two hours. Looking around, he was the only one left in the store except the waiter. Ordinary locals would not come to shop here for a mountain specialty store like this. At this time, the tourists who came with Gao Shan had long disappeared. I also blamed myself for being too devoted to seeing it just now and didn't pay attention to the time, but the tour guide was really, and he didn't even call him.

Takayama was wearing red and had a great time in the world. He walked quickly towards the door with Muramasa and Leicha at his waist. The armor he wore could be faked and real if it was placed in the Warring States Period in Japan.

After leaving the Retian duty-free shop, the tourist bus that they brought over had long disappeared. Gao Shan was furious. The tour group actually left him and left first. Damn, the luggage and ID are still in the car. Who will be responsible if they lose it? Wait, I will complain to you after I return to China.

However, it is not a solution to get angry here. Fortunately, Retta Shrine is not far away, and you can see it in a hazy way even if you stand here, you can only walk over with your feet.
Chapter completed!