I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

Seeing that Ogata refused to tell them his name, Jilang and his wife and daughter looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Seeing that Ogata was unwilling to say his name, the three of them did not dare to force it.

The three made a deep bow to Ogata's back.

It wasn't until Ogata completely disappeared from their field of vision that the three straightened up.

When he walked out of Sihe Village, Ogata had been quietly looking at every house in Sihe Village, as well as all the people who passed him by.

The first and only impression that Sihe Village left on Ogata was broken.

Every corner of Sihe Village exudes a dilapidated atmosphere.

Every house is dilapidated and old.

The villagers who passed by Ogata were all disheveled, and their mental state was not generally bad.

In a word, the air of Sihe Village is filled with the smell of poverty.

"It seems"

Ogata muttered in a volume that only he could hear clearly.

"The Negishi family's oppression of the common people here is really quite powerful."

Ogata found the direction Yoshiro pointed just now and walked straight forward.

The road is still quite difficult to walk.

The road is quite narrow, barely enough for 2 people to walk side by side.

Walking along this narrow road, Ogata suddenly found five people walking towards him in front of him.

The dress of these 5 people is quite strange.

No saber, no samurai.

His temperament doesn't look like a farmer or a townsman who lives in a city.

Their looks and their walking postures give Ogata the feeling that they are flowing

However, Ogata didn't pay much attention to the five people walking towards him.

Due to the narrowness of the road, Ogata tried his best to walk on the edge of the road, intending to pass these five people.

Just when Ogata was about to pass by these five people, Ogata didn't notice that the leader of the five people, an ugly young man with a horse face, had a meaningful snicker on his face.

Bang.

When Ogata was about to pass by these five people, Ogata's left half of his body collided firmly with the right half of the horse's face.

After the dull sound of body collision fell, the horse's face immediately turned its head and said to Ogata apologetically:

"Master Samurai, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Ogata said while gently rubbing his left shoulder.

It's normal for this road to be accidentally bumped into, so Ogata didn't care about such trivial things.

After saying "It's okay", Oo conveniently ignored the five people and continued to walk forward to find the teahouse that Jiro pointed to.

After walking out of this narrow path, Ogata felt a sense of enlightenment.

Beyond this path is an empty snow field.

Not far ahead, Ogata saw a wooden house that was emitting a thin layer of cooking smoke.

On the top of the wooden house is a big banner with a big word "tea" written on it.

"arrive"

Ogata muttered excitedly while quickening his pace.

Before coming to this tea house, Xu Bian smelled the tempting aroma of tea and food.

This tea house was built in the outskirts, and it seems that it is specially designed to provide services for ronin like Ogata, as well as those merchants who travel around.

Ogata looked inside, only to see a middle-aged man busy inside.

It seems that this middle-aged man is the owner of this tea house.

"Shopkeeper!" Ogata said loudly.

The shopkeeper who heard Ogata's voice looked at Ogata following the sound.

"Do you have glutinous rice dumplings here?"

"Yes!" the shopkeeper said cheerfully, "As many glutinous rice dumplings as you want, I have as many glutinous rice dumplings here!"

"Okay, bring me 5 strings of glutinous rice dumplings first!"

"Want some tea?"

"Of course. Bring me the best tea in your store!"

"okay!"

Chapter 126 The Stolen Wallet

After ordering the food and tea he wanted, Ogata took off the bamboo hat on his head and sat down on the bench outside the teahouse.

At the same time, he pulled out the two sabers from his left waist and placed them on the bench beside his left body.

After Lian Xu walked for such a long time, Ogata couldn't help but feel a little sore in his feet.

Ogata couldn't help calling luck in his heart to come across such a place where he could rest his feet, drink tea, and eat food.

Because there is only one customer, Ogata, the owner quickly prepared the 5 skewers of glutinous rice dumplings that Ogata wanted, as well as the best tea in their shop.

After the shopkeeper put all the food and tea that Ogata wanted on the bench on the right side of Ogata, Ogata thanked the shopkeeper while reaching for his arms, ready to take out his money bag to pay.

It is not without reason that Ogata dared to say "I want the best tea in the shop" to the shopkeeper, which sounds very arrogant at first glance.

Ogata really has the capital of arrogance.

The amount of money Kuranaga gave Ogata was astonishing.

A big bag of big money.

Daipankin is the highest denomination coin in the Edo period.

According to Ogata's estimate, the pile of money that Cang Yong gave him is enough for Ogata to live a chic life for many years without having to worry about eating, drinking, sleeping, and other issues.

Ogata is not the kind of person who would live a tight life just to save money.

If you have money, then enjoy it. This is Ogata's view on consumption.

So from the time he left the Hirose Domain to the present, Ogata has always eaten the best food and drank the best tea and wine.

Ogata reached for the place in his arms where the purse should have been lying quietly

It turned out to be empty.

After touching the air instead of the purse, Ogata's heart skipped a beat.

After secretly saying "No way", Ogata used both hands to feel around his body.

He touched the light onion-colored haori all over his body, and then wiped all over the dark blue Wufu under the haori, and finally even touched the hakama on his lower body.

Didn't touch the purse

Looking at Ogata who was groping around on his body, the owner of the tea house standing aside slowly frowned.

"Is your purse missing, sir?"

"Yeah!" Ogata nodded quickly, stood up and looked in the direction he came from just now, to see if his purse had fallen on the road.

The owner pursed his lips, then asked Ogata again in a deep voice:

"Guest officer, did you meet a man with a horse's face just now, and this man with a horse's face accidentally bumped into you when he passed you by?"

"That's right." Ogata cast a surprised look at the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, how do you know?"

The man who accidentally bumped into Ogata's shoulder just now left a deep impression on Ogata because his horse face was so ugly.

As soon as the owner mentioned it, Ogata immediately thought of this person.

After hearing what Ogata said, the shop owner sighed lightly.

"Then it seems that your wallet was stolen by that guy, sir."

"That guy?" Ogata repeated a word mentioned in the shopkeeper's sentence just now, "Shopkeeper, do you know that guy?"

"Of course I know, that guy is considered a celebrity in our place."

"That guy is a cadre of the Negishi family."

The Negishi family?

After hearing this word, Ogata raised his eyebrows uncontrollably.

This is the second time he has heard this term today.

"That horse face is nothing."

"The only skill is to steal."

"That guy is pretty good at pickpocketing."

"The way he is good at pickpocketing is to pretend to accidentally bump into someone's body and then take the opportunity to walk away with someone's money bag."

"His technique is quite brilliant."

"It can be said that it has reached the point of perfection."

"Being able to steal someone's purse while running into someone without anyone noticing."

"I hear that guy never misses a shot."

"So there is nothing you can do about your wallet being taken by that guy, Samurai."

"Bastard!" Ogata yelled, "That guy even dared to steal from a samurai!"

"There's nothing you dare to do." The shopkeeper shrugged with a wry smile, "The people of the Negishi family are used to running rampant in this land."

"Ordinary warriors, they don't pay attention."

"Samurai-sama, I advise you to endure this useless anger obediently, you will die if you fight against the Negishi family! Samurai-sama! What are you doing? Where are you going?!"

Sihe Village of Longye Fan.

"Hey! You bastards! Didn't we just pay the money a while ago?!"

A young man looked resentfully at the five youths in front of him.

Surrounding the five youths who were out of breath, many villagers of Sihe Village were looking at them with anger and hatred.

These 5 young men who are high-spirited don't care about the gazes cast by the villagers.

The leader of the 5 said with a horse face and a smile on his face:

"Everyone, don't get excited!"

"Everyone should also know that the world is getting worse and worse now."

"The days are getting worse, too."

"So we can only slightly increase the amount of money you have to pay every month."

"This is an order from our boss! Please cooperate a lot!"

For Ma Mian's unreasonable words, several villagers of Sihe Village wanted to reprimand loudly but could only hold back.

"We've run out of money!" In the end, an old man with gray hair was the first to shout at Ma Mian and the others.

After hearing the old man's words, Ma's face did not change, and he still had a strange smile on his face.

He only silently raised his right hand, stretched out his little finger to dig the earwax, and said casually:

"Since you have no money, sell it."

"Old guy, I remember you seem to have a granddaughter, right?"

"If you have no money, just hand over your granddaughter."

"It just so happens that our stores are short of new young women."

Ma Mian's words intensified the indignation on the faces of the surrounding villagers.