Dark-Haired British Doctor - Chapter 490



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Episode 490 Japan [3]

I also taught the Count some other useful etiquette.

You may wonder why you need to teach the count, who is also a nobleman, etiquette… … .

It should be noted that there is a considerable difference between the aristocrats of medieval Europe and the aristocrats of the East, or yangban, that we know.

Basically, these guys are savages.

I know it sounds like I’m being too judgmental when I say this, but have you ever seen pictures of parties from the Middle Ages?

They are fighting so fiercely that it is hard to tell if this is the royal palace or a mountain retreat belonging to a group of bandits.

Among them, Britain has long been a descendant of the Vikings… … .

“Why are you looking at me like that instead of talking?”

“Oh, no. The Count’s appearance suddenly caught my eye.”

“This guy… … is bland.”

Rather, perhaps that is why the foundation was already quite well established around the 19th century.

Above all, British kids hate France, but they also admire it as much as they hate it?

This means that a lot of the mainland’s etiquette has seeped in.

To begin with, wasn’t William the Conqueror of England originally from Normandy, or France?

There’s a reason why there are so many English words that are similar to French words.

How can you hate France so much on such a topic…?

Sometimes I wonder if this is a special feature of island countries.

Oh, of course that doesn’t mean the Baguette guys are any better.

“This is the tea they drink.”

“Ah… … I heard. I heard that in the East, they just drink tea.”

“Yes, it’s called green tea. Because the water is green.”

“Hmm… … I guess it lacks the flavor of black tea.”

Correct it.

Britain is also a dog breed.

Common sense tells you… … .

When eating something, isn’t the most important thing the taste of the people who originally ate it?

On the topic of drinking tea late in the day, why are you criticizing the way people used to drink it?

‘No. That’s the charm of Anglo-Saxon.’

This is the true way of thinking of being the only one in heaven and earth.

They see everyone else as inferior and as a race that must be taught or dominated.

I’m not saying this to sell them out, I’m just saying it because that’s the truth.

“But you have to try this here. Try it.”

“Umm… … .”

“You too, brother.”

“I don’t drink coffee in London either, but I drink tea… … .”

“Oh, I told you to try it. You said you were going to seduce women. People who don’t know the etiquette of drinking tea, or the tea ceremony, are not popular.”

The Count and Liston, who were standing awkwardly on the floor unable to sit down at my words, gulped down their green tea.

Oh, I didn’t have time to say this, but our Count also pursues various pleasures like Liston.

If you ask him if it’s okay for him to do that as a count, he’ll say that he should do that because he’s a count.

He firmly believes that it is his duty as a nobleman to spread his excellent seeds here and there.

It’s a bit funny to say something like that, considering that Mr. See comes from a noble family…

Since you’re young, I decided to understand.

‘You said that the 7th Earl… …was hanging out with Sir Damien and then left?’

I think older people are adding more.

oh my god…….

Even though I told you that it’s not a health tonic, why do you keep taking cocaine…

Huh? There are much better red ginseng and Taepyeongtang, so why bother sucking them up?

Of course, there is an afterthought that after he left, red ginseng and Taepyeongtang are selling better because people say, “The idiot was right.”

“It’s so confusing.”

“That’s true.”

Anyway, the two ignorant guys were drinking green tea and making comments like this.

You might ask, “Do you know what green tea tastes like?” Surprisingly, I’m proud to say that I do know a little bit about it.

It’s thanks to the monk who was my attending physician when I was a resident.

He literally died after falling down a steep slope and came back to life, and as a thank you, the temple sponsors gave him tea from a tea tree and gave it to him whenever he came to the hospital.

Since the professor was also a tea lover, I was able to drink it at the same time, adjusting the temperature and time accordingly. At first, I thought I would just flatter him, saying, “It’s really good!”, but as I did that, I ended up learning the taste.

‘It’s not bad, but it’s about this good.’

Even for my taste, the tea I just bought at the market tasted pretty good.

Since it’s not the type of matcha I usually eat, it has a rough taste…

However, judging from the fact that the fragrant taste is much better than the bitter taste, I think it may not be quite good, but it may be quite good.

I thought he was going to scam me by saying things like “sheep” or something, but it didn’t seem to be the case.

Well, if he can cheat there, he has to admit it.

-You’re carrying a funny knife, aren’t you?

Originally, people of high status value formality and vanity.

This seems to be especially true in the East, but Japan is no exception, so there were still two weeks left until they could meet with the negotiating party.

I wonder if there is any other place that is not Shimoda, which is much further away from here.

It turns out these crazy guys had set their schedule for negotiations three months in advance.

Anyway, if I had to sum up those two weeks in one word, it would be tourism.

Today was, so to speak, a market tour.

Naturally, he was treated as a VIP, and the story goes that he was able to go to the market with several samurai and even an interpreter.

-Oh, you mean this knife?

One of them asked if Liston’s size and the odd shape of the sword made him curious or even aggressive, and Liston, who was not one to hold back, simply pulled out the sword and showed it to them.

In the past, it would have been covered in human blood, flesh, and fat, but now it was not only cleaned well, but oiled to make the blade smooth.

-Huh… … That’s a great sword.

Maybe it was because he was a guy who handled knives, but he seemed to know at first glance that it was something out of the ordinary.

It was actually a great sword, so Liston was a bit excited.

Oh, how do you know it’s great?

It should be noted that the sword had already broken, unable to withstand the force with which Liston swung it.

In other words, the sword that survived is a good sword.

-But… …hmm. This isn’t a knife for killing, is it?

Liston was quite surprised by the samurai’s words.

Everyone only knew him as a butcher’s knife, so when he suddenly said something like that, there was no choice.

What about me… … .

I knew very well why.

Wasn’t it true that only Joseon and Qing were in chaos during this period?

Japan was no joke either.

In particular, public sentiment will be volatile due to the Morrison incident that occurred a few years ago and the Great Famine.

-How do you use this knife?

At the words of the samurai who was obviously using a swordsmanship specialized for killing people, Liston said, “Hmm,” and after briefly asking for understanding, he chopped down a tree that had been planted at the entrance to the market.

The saying was that the tree was not simply cut down, but split in half in one blow, and then the tree was left to float for a moment before being torn to pieces in an instant.

It was literally a miracle, so the samurai knelt down before it.

I was asking for some guidance, but unfortunately it seemed a bit difficult.

Because the key to Liston’s transfer was not skill but strength.

No matter how I looked at it, with the samurai’s weak physique… … well, I thought it might be difficult.

-Tea, tea? Yes, yes. Here it is. Here it is.

Anyway, would anyone dare to cheat those thugs who cut down such a huge tree?

“Yeah, what else is there?”

“First of all, you shouldn’t sit like that.”

“You have to give me a chair so I can sit properly… … What on earth is this?”

As I was thinking about that, the Count, who was inhaling matcha, asked a question.

He was sitting in a posture that made him look like a thug.

So I decided to tell you properly.

“This is how the nobles of Joseon sit.”

“Ugh… … .”

“Is this how you train normally… … !”

First of all, it was a double-cross, but it didn’t look easy.

It was a natural thing.

How can someone who has been used to sitting on a chair all his life suddenly sit like this?

Since Liston had long been familiar with the concepts of oriental training and discipline, he had a tendency to like difficult things, but the Count considered unreasonable pain to be useless.

“This is how Japanese people sit.”

“Hmm… …Is this a little easier?”

“I don’t think I should sit here for too long. Besides… isn’t it too humiliating?”

Kneeling, by comparison, was physically easier.

But as Liston said, kneeling for a long time naturally puts a strain on your joints.

Above all, it was a humiliating posture, just as he said.

“Why on earth are you sitting like this?”

“I don’t know the reason, but… … everyone sits like this.”

“Well… … it’s not easy.”

“If it were a proper meeting, we could set up a separate meeting, but this is… … It won’t be easy since it involves meeting with the Shogun.”

“Is the shogun the king?”

“That’s… … strictly speaking, he’s not a king.”

I released their postures again and continued speaking.

The purpose was to inform people about Japan’s unique system of governance.

It didn’t take that long.

I said that because I don’t know that well.

There is a concept called the Tenno, or Emperor of Japan, but he is merely a figurehead, and the backlash would be too great to treat him as such, so it is almost always said that he is the president of the pants and that the shogun rules in reality.

I ignored the question of why it happened because it seemed too rude to someone who didn’t know much about it.

“I see… … I’m glad I came with you.”

“As expected, he’s a cripple. He’s amazing.”

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if they were calling me a retard for chewing that, but fortunately, it didn’t seem to be the case.

I didn’t say that because there was no specific basis for it, I just thought…

I decided to believe that.

Anyway, as soon as the short lecture was over, it was free time.

Even if we called it freedom, it was more like freedom in a cage, with samurai camped outside the inn where we were staying, and there were people we had to eat dinner with.

“Why on earth are you being so careful? I heard that Cheongdo wasn’t like this.”

At the Count’s words, I could barely contain my words, ‘Could it be that he is doing this because he saw the Opium War break out and the country fall apart?’

Besides, I had a rough idea of ​​what was happening during this time.

Didn’t Korea and Japan also suffer greatly from repeated famines at this time?

Let’s keep in mind that the Meiji Restoration was a revolution that shook the foundations of society, and that something like that couldn’t happen so easily.

During this period, the Japanese probably thought that it would be the same whether they died this way or that way.

“Perhaps… … the public sentiment outside the city will be very bad due to the great famine.”

“Ah… … famine? It didn’t look like there was anything to eat?”

“This is the capital city, and it’s the city center. But the outside world is no joke.”

“Huh… How did you know that?”

I found out after you told me.

The Great Famine is not a custom, but an event that is happening now.

I briefly worried, ‘How can I overcome this crisis…?’, but soon my mind became at peace.

‘You can just joke around… ‘

It’s not like it happened once or twice, so there’s no need to feel bad now, right?