I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"Then throwing schefflera at this time can greatly enhance the umami taste of the meat and remove the fishy smell of the meat."

"Libo is a very useful seasoning, it can be regarded as omnipotent. Every meat dish of our Ainu people will basically put it in the seasoning."

Aizan, sitting in front of Ogata and Amachi, carefully took care of the pot in front of him, while explaining to Ogata and Amachi how this "venison pot" was made.

It's lunch time.

The team composed of villagers from Kina Village and Ogata had stopped now, set up a pot, and started lunch.

Ogata, Amachi, and Aizan sat around a pot.

What's in the pot is the venison that Ogata and the others eat most during this time.

The average life expectancy of the Ainu people who are still in a tribal civilization that basically relies on gods for healing is naturally not too long.

Aizan is only 35 years old this year, but in Ainu society, he is properly middle-aged.

There are only a handful of people who have gray hair like the chief of Chepke, but are still vigorous.

Although Ayzan is already middle-aged, he still has a studious heart at such an age.

After they started doing business with Heshang in Kina Village, he was interested in Japanese and took the initiative to learn Japanese with Heshang.

Although somewhat non-standard, but very fluent.

He can be regarded as one of the interpreters of the mayor of Chepke in Japanese.

When Ogata communicated with the mayor of Chepke, he basically relied on Ayzan to be the interpreter between the two.

After Ogata and Amachi decided to go to the Red Moon Fortress with the villagers of Kina Village, Ayzan was sent by Chepke to serve as a portable translator and life steward for the two of Ogata.

During this time, Aizan will always personally cook their Ainu specialties for Ogata and Amachi.

I have to say—Ayizan, who looks like a rough man, has a very high level of cooking.

Moreover, Aizan is a very talkative person. When cooking, Aizan often teaches Ogata and the others the Ainu food culture as they do now.

At present, the pot where the venison is being cooked in front of the three people has begun to exude an aroma continuously.

After Ayzan threw the Liriodendron into the country, the scent that radiated outward became more fresh.

"After putting the schefflera, put the matsutake and white-mouth mushrooms in."

Aizan grabbed a handful of matsutake and white-mouth mushrooms from a small cloth bag placed nearby and threw them into the pot.

"Next, just wait for the meat and mushrooms to be thoroughly cooked."

After all, Aizan picked up the lid next to it and put a lid on the big pot.

"How long do you have to wait?" Ah Ding asked.

"Well... it still takes a long time."

"So..." Ah Ding murmured, "It seems that this pot of food will take a long time to cook...but it does smell quite fragrant."

This time of waiting for the food to be cooked is very boring.

Although I have had more frequent contact with Ayzan during this period, he is not particularly close to him.

Moreover, Ogata and Aizan are so different in terms of culture and age, even if they want to chat, they don't know what to talk about.

After the three Ogata were silent for a while in this slightly embarrassing atmosphere, Aizan took the initiative to break the silence.

"Anyway, it will take some time before the meat is cooked. Why don't I tell you about the heroic epic that has been passed down from generation to generation among us Ainu?"

"Heroic epic?" Ah Ding raised his eyebrows sharply, his eyes flashing with intense interest, "What is this?"

"Well...you can understand it as a story praising heroes."

"Probably...similar to stories like "Momotaro", "Ichisun Master" and "Ritaro" among you and others."

"We Ainu don't have words like you and people."

"So we are reciting and remembering our history by word of mouth."

"Some of these heroic epics that have been passed down from generation to generation among us Ainu people are fictitious, but some are real things that have existed in history."

Speaking of this, a faint remembrance appeared in Aizan's eyes.

"In the past, when I was a child, my favorite thing to do was to surround the elders in the village with the rest of the children in the village and listen to them telling these heroic epics."

"Listening to these heroic epics is one of the happiest pastimes of our Ainu in our childhood."

When Aizan's voice fell, the interest in Ah Ding's eyes became more intense.

"Okay, okay! Then tell us about your heroic epic!"

Ah Ding likes to hear stories the most.

Her biggest hobby is listening to books, listening to rakugo...listening to everything related to storytelling.

Ogata had never heard of the heroic epic of the Ainu before, so his interest is now slightly aroused.

Aizan cleared his throat.

"Then I will tell you one of the most popular epics-"Zhulun"."

"Ah, let me remind you first, many of our heroic epics are not like you telling your historical stories with others, telling ‘who’s so and so’ what to do."

"It's about what ‘I’ did. Tell the story from the perspective of ‘I’."

Because there are no such terms as "first person" and "third person" in this era, it makes Ayzan's remarks a bit difficult to understand.

Ogata summarized what Ayzan said just now—meaning that most of their heroic epics are told in the first person, not in the third person.

After clearing his throat again, Aizan said slowly:

"In this big family, the foster sister is broad-minded and treats me perfectly. It has always been so and has never changed. The big beams of the family, the full of beautiful items, the yellow and tricky wooden lunch boxes and boxes, the treasures that reflect each other. Below, the first floor is brilliant and dazzling. Ah, what a beautiful home I live in!"

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The story told by Ayzan is not very long.

Ogata was still very interested at first.

But after hearing half of it, I felt a little sleepy...

On the contrary, Ah Ding looked enthusiastic from beginning to end.

The heroic epic called "Zhulun" mentioned by Ayzan, the outline of the story is probably this-

A long time ago, a boy was adopted by a family. Both his adoptive parents and sisters treat him very well, his family is also very good, and his life is happy.

After the boy became a teenager, the adoptive parents told the boy about his biological parents.

It turns out that the boy's father is a human with a face and courage far beyond that of a god.

The boy's mother is a god, the goddess of wolf.

Because of his courage and beauty, the boy's father was jealous, fighting day and night, and eventually drank poisoned alcohol at the banquet.

After the death of his father, the mother who was a **** took his sister to the **** realm where their **** lived, leaving only the boy.

The man who learned the truth decided to avenge his biological father and embarked on the road of revenge.

After battle after battle, the revenge was finally successful.

The ending of the story is that the boy and a beautiful girl named Ouya Lulu become husband and wife, and they return to their hometown together and live a happy life.

Such a story may be considered interesting for people like Ah Ting who have not heard many interesting stories.

But for Ogata, such a story really makes him unable to excite...

In his previous life, Ogata had read some books about Greek mythology and Nordic epics.

This kind of "the protagonist is the product of the hybridization of man and god, and then for some reason, he begins to take an adventure, and finally succeeds in holding a treasure or a beautiful woman, and living a happy life", Ogata has seen how much in his previous life...

Ogata found that the routines of these heroic epics are very similar.

The protagonist is always the product of the hybridization of man and god. Then the protagonist often starts the game with his parents to sacrifice to heaven.

Then the protagonist will embark on an adventure for various reasons, and finally successfully marry a beautiful woman, retreat somewhere with her, and embark on the pinnacle of life.

Ogata is tired of the story of this routine.

However, to be polite, Ogata insisted and tried to put on a look of interest, and finally heard it.

On the contrary, Amachi, who had never been exposed to this type of story before, had genuine interest in his eyes.

After finishing the heroic epic, Ayzan paused, and then slowly said:

""Zhulun" is one of the epics with a relatively long history."

"Maybe no one remembers when "Zhulun" was passed down in the past."

"Some people think "Zhulun" is a real thing."

"And some people think "Zhulun" is fictional."

"Many of our heroic epics are like this, because they have been circulating for too long, so long as our children and grandchildren can't remember whether these stories are real or fictional."

"I personally tend to agree that "Zhulun" is real."

At this moment, Aizan suddenly grinned.

"Speaking of—Mashima, you hope to become the protagonist of the new epic that can be passed down from generation to generation in our nation."

"Me?" Ogata pointed his finger at himself, and raised his eyebrows.

"Mashima's deeds of saving our village are enough to be compiled into an epic, and then passed on from generation to generation among our nation."

"I don't know what other people think, anyway, when I get old, I will tell the story of Mashima you to the young children in the village."

"Tell the young people in the village that there was a Kazuto named Goro Mashima who came forward and rescued us who were almost wiped out."

"Oh~" Amachi sitting on Ogata's left side was snickering, while drilling Ogata's left abdomen with his right elbow, "So, I hope you can be passed down from generation to generation like the heroes of the heroic epic. Go down?"

"In theory—this is the case. But it is quite difficult for an epic to continue to circulate and become an immortal chapter that will never be forgotten."

"After Majima's deeds are widely circulated, there is hope that Majima's epic will be circulated forever."

Ogata has been listening quietly.

Since just now, his expression has become very weird.

A while ago, he had just been in the Ou area and came across that he planned to write a Kabuki script that would last forever based on the story of his Ogata Yishi.

And now in the icy and snowy Ezo land, he has encountered a similar incident again.

If you are lucky, the epic based on the story of his pseudonym Mashima Goro will likely be passed down among the Ainu people from generation to generation—at least in China Village for a long time.

Ogata didn't mind others reciting his story.

Just don't change it.

"Ayzan, if you want to tell young children in the village about my deeds in the future, I have nothing to say."

"But remember not to talk nonsense. If you say that I am a samurai with a beautiful moon head, or that I am a beautiful ‘Samurai Hime’, I will be very troubled."

Aizan laughed a few times.

"Don't worry. I've seen Mashima's deeds with your own eyes, so I won't talk nonsense."

"Aizan!" Ah Ding said at this time, "tell us more about your heroic epic!"

"Let's talk to you slowly later! Now-let's eat first. The meat is already cooked."

After all, Aizan lifted the lid of the cauldron in front of him.

The moment the lid was lifted, the seductive aroma immediately hit Ogata and the others.

Ogata and the others took out their respective bowls, and each put a large piece of venison in their bowl.

Use chopsticks to pick up the venison in the bowl and hand it to your mouth. With just a light bite, you can easily bite off the meat.

The venison is cooked to the right degree. Even if an elderly person with bad teeth is here, he might be able to bite the meat easily.

Because the meat is cooked with the mushrooms, the taste of the meat and the umami of the mushrooms will spread in the mouth after the meat is bitten.

The unique flavor of mushrooms is wrapped and integrated by the fat of the meat, making the tip of the tongue feel a pleasure that is difficult to explain in any vocabulary.

After this period of time with the Ainu people, Ogata has deeply felt that although the Ainu people are still in a backward tribal civilization, their gastronomic culture should not be underestimated.

Acho, who has only recently started to experience meat, can now gradually experience the beauty of meat—even though her belly has not been completely used to meat until now, she still can’t eat too much meat for every meal.

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After quickly finishing the lunch, Ogata took off his saber around his waist, held the knife in his arms, and leaned against a large tree next to him.

After lunch, there will be a short break.

Many people choose to take a nap during this time.

Ogata likes to take a nap.

So after eating lunch, Xu Khan held his knife carelessly, leaned against a big tree, and planned to take a nap.

By the way-at this time when Ogata is about to take a nap, Amachi is washing her and Ogata's dishes and pots not far away.

As soon as Ogata was holding his sword, sitting on the ground leaning against the tree trunk, closing his eyes, he suddenly heard a series of footsteps approaching him quickly, which was quite strange to Ogata.

Ogata remembers the sound of Amachi's footsteps very clearly.

The person who is leaning against him is not Ah Ding, and they are not equal in number.

Ogata opened his eyes and looked forward.

Walking quickly towards him were four young girls.

And these four girls are no stranger to Ogata—it are the four girls with different colored headbands on their heads.

After the Cossacks in the self-inflicted village were beaten back, although Ogata could occasionally see these four people in the village, he never had the opportunity to communicate with them again.

The girl with the red, purple, and blue headbands, Ogata does not remember the name, but still remembers the name of the girl with the orange headband-Ogata remembers her name as "Ahili".

The four girls, whose average age was less than 15 years old, walked quickly to Ogata's body and lined up.

"What's wrong? (Ainu Ogata asked in Ainu.

Ogata had relied on the "Guide to Common Ainu Language" to lay the foundation of Ainu language before.

During this period of time, I also frequently contacted and communicated with Ainu people, so before I knew it, Ogata’s Ainu language has now developed by leaps and bounds, and it has been able to use Ainu and Ainu to perform simple tasks. Exchanges.

The four girls lined up in front of Ogata looked at each other for a while.

Then he bowed to Ogata nearly 90 degrees as if he had rehearsed in advance.

Aki, wearing an orange headband, said in a very substandard Japanese, "Thank you very much...Um!"

However, just halfway through the conversation, she bit her tongue accidentally and let out a low, painful cry, and raised her hand to cover her mouth, showing a painful expression.

Ogata felt pain just by looking at it.

When I first wanted to ask "Is it okay", Ahili resisted the pain of biting his tongue, and continued to speak in very non-standard Japanese:

"Thank you so much for saving us."

As soon as Ahili's voice fell, three other girls with red, purple, and blue headbands followed suit and thanked Ogata in the same substandard Japanese.

After all four of them thanked Ogata in Japanese, they bowed deeply to Ogata again, and finally ran away, and quickly disappeared from Ogata's field of vision.

When Ahili and the others left, Ah Ding, who had washed the dishes and pots, just came back, and happened to see the back of Ahili and the others.

"I remember that girl is called Ahili." Amachi asked Ogata, carrying the freshly washed dishes and pots, "What are they here for?"

"Nothing," Ogata said, "just came to thank me."

Speaking of this, Ogata smiled helplessly.

"Maybe because their Japanese was still poor, they left immediately after saying a word of thanks."

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at this time-

"Finally thank you to that person," said the girl with the red headband who walked ahead.

"Finally, I don't have to learn Japanese language anymore." The girl with the blue headband stuck her tongue out, "I don't want to learn any other Japanese language in my life..."

"Ahili, you seemed to bit your tongue just now." The girl with the purple headband cast a worried look at Ahili, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay..." Ahili protruded her little tongue, and gently stroked the place where she had just bitten with her fingers. "There was no bleeding..."

"It feels really embarrassing..." Ahili blushed, "I have practiced many times, but I still bit my tongue..."

On the night when the Cossacks came, Ogata rescued Ahili who wanted to die with a certain Cossack.

This kind of life-saving grace, if you don't even say thank you to others, it's really unreasonable.

So since the Cossacks were beaten back, Ahili always wanted to thank Ogata.

For this reason, Aheli found a Japanese-speaking villager in the village and asked him to teach her how to thank people in Japanese.

And her three best friends—the three with red, blue, and purple headbands—learned Japanese with Ashili, and planned to follow Ashili to thank Ogata.

These three people and Ahili are close friends, their best friend was saved by others, and they also want to thank the person who saved their best friend.

In addition, there is another very important reason why these three people intend to thank Ogata-in order to alleviate some of the guilt in their hearts.

These three people thought Ogata looked ordinary before, maybe not as good as the extremely strong men in their village—but it was this ordinary and ordinary Kazuto who saved their village.

This feeling of guilt drove them to thank Ogata.

Since the Cossacks were repelled, they have devoted themselves to learning Japanese.

The four of them thought Japanese was easy to learn, but after they learned Japanese, they snapped to thank Ogata.

But after they really started to learn, they found out-I don't know if it is because of their lack of talent or because Japanese is so difficult.

Since the Cossacks were repelled, they have practiced for such a long time, and they can speak fairly standard Japanese, just "thank you very much for saving us".

They really couldn't learn the rest, so they could only thank Ogata in the only Japanese sentence they only learned.

Fortunately, the thanks to Ogata went well—there was only a small accident in which Ahili, who was in charge of the beginning, accidentally bit his tongue.

"It's okay!" The girl with the red headband comforted Ahili, "It was just a small accident. Didn't you end up thanking him smoothly in the end?"

The voice of the girl with the red headband fell, and the girl with the purple headband and the blue headband also followed to relieve Ahili.

"Ahili! I finally found you!"

At this time, Ahili's grandma's voice suddenly rang from their sides.

Ahili's grandmother buckled and walked towards Ahili slowly.

"I've been looking for you just now, where did you go?"

In the fierce battle with the Cossacks that night, both Ahili's mother and grandmother were fortunate not to suffer any serious injuries.

Seeing her grandma asking them why they were there just now, Ahili answered immediately.

After learning that they were going to thank Ogata, a faint look of regret appeared on the grandma's face.

"Look, I didn't tell you? That good man is one in a million."

"It's a pity that man has already married."

"If he doesn't have a family, he can just use the title of'Repaying the Grace of Life' to let Ahili marry him."

"If he can be made a member of our family, no one will dare to offend our family in the future."

"Never mind. Since that person has no relationship with our Ahili, so be it. I hope Heyezhe can also have a good man worthy of being my grandson-in-law."

"Grandma, please don't talk nonsense like this." Ahili said irritably, blushing.

Since Ahili's age was 14 years old, Ahili's grandmother often talked about the marriage with Ahili.

Just when Aheli wanted to continue to teach her grandmother, a quiet female voice suddenly sounded from behind her:

"Ahili!"

Ahili turned his head and looked back—the one who came was the famous "Huntress" in their village: Hippari.

Hippari is one of the up-and-coming huntresses since the appearance of the "disappearance".

She and Ahili had a pretty good relationship. When Ahili was learning bow and arrow, she had asked Hippari for advice, so Hippari was regarded as half of Ahhili's teacher.

Hippari walked quickly to Ahili and said:

"Ahili, our food is not enough."

"I have just briefly surveyed the surrounding woods. There are a lot of prey. I plan to go hunting for dinner tonight when I have time now. I am currently short of staff. Would you like to come with me?"

Shipari looked at the three girls with red headband, purple headband, and blue headband.

"Do you want to come together?"

"Okay!" The girl with the red headband immediately replied with excitement, "Let's go hunting!"

The girls with purple headband and blue headband nodded one after another, expressing their willingness to go together.

After hesitating for a while, Ahili finally nodded.

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PS: The "Zhu Lun" mentioned by Aizan in this chapter is from the literature-the reprinted version of "Ainu Narrative Poetry Collection 4" (first edition 1964), translated by Jin Cheng まつ's transcripts and Jintian Ichikyo's help (first edition 1964), Sanshotang, 1993, 37-38 page.

Because the story found by the author is incomplete, some of the story content may be wrong, so I hereby report it.

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PS2: In order to write this chapter, the author spent an unimaginable amount of time to look up the information. You can read the papers related to Ainu people on Zhinet. I don’t know how many times. You may even have the money to buy the papers. Hundreds of dollars...

After the automatic pen started serializing Volume 7, I checked HowNet more frequently than when I wrote my graduation thesis (leopard has a headache and cries).

After checking the information for a long time, the author finally found a real Ainu heroic epic-"Zhulun".

And the heroic epic that has been so painstakingly found is still incomplete.

The reason for this situation is that, on the one hand, this kind of unpopular knowledge makes it extremely difficult to find relevant information even on the Internet.

On the other hand, the Ainu culture suffered a devastating blow.

Many people may not know—it was not until [2019] that Japan passed the new law "Ainu Support Act", which recognized the Ainu as an "indigenous nation" for the first time in the law, and created a new law aimed at maintaining and revitalizing the Ainu. Its unique cultural subsidy system.

In other words, until 2 years ago, UU reading www. uukanshu.com The Japanese government officially recognized the existence of this nation in their country. Before that, they didn't recognize this nation in their country.

Ainu people have long been at the lower end of the chain of contempt in Japan. Anyone who has an Ainu face and speaks Ainu will be discriminated against and excluded.

In such an environment where the entire nation excluded the Ainu, the Ainu culture was castrated and obliterated, and the entire nation was assimilated with the people.

Until today, there are not many Ainu who can speak Ainu fluently.

At the same time, because no one remembers those heroic epics that have been circulating in their nation for thousands of years, a large number of heroic epics have now been lost, and no one remembers them anymore.

To be honest, although there are still many Ainu people alive, the "Ainu" people are basically half of their body in the coffin now.

I hope this nation will not just die out in the long river of history.

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