Konoha Qiweiju

The Five Kage Conference is over, and the entire ninja world has entered a moment of rapid development.

Wuying and its think tank are working hard to formulate development plans.

In this regard, Konoha is led by Tobirama and assisted by the Nara clan.

As for Hashirama...

An Xin became the mascot.

There are specialties in the arts, and developing the village is not within Hashirama's ability.

Under Tobirama's actions, Konoha Anbu, Konoha Ninja School, and Konoha Police Department were established one after another.

Konoha began to develop in the direction that Shinshu knew.

Of course, Zhen Xiu was not very involved.

Apart from occasionally going to the ninja school for survival drills, he just kept his small shop.

Unlike before, due to the improved business hours of Shinshu, the reputation of Shichimiju began to spread among Konoha.

Delicious things will always attract foodies.

This is the case with Qiweiju.

Of course, Qiweiju is famous for another reason.

That’s expensive!

At five o'clock in the morning, the three-egg shaomai goes on sale on time.

Even though it was not completely bright at that time, someone came to buy it.

With that bloated figure, there is no need to doubt it too much.

They are the Akimichi clan.

Take the wind from the autumn road!

The squinty-eyed fat man who ate real perilla barbecue for the first time during the survival exercise.

Ever since that day, Qiu Daochengfeng has been thinking about Zhenxiu.

Originally, Zhenxiu's business hours were in the early morning, and Qiudao Qifeng was unable to come.

Well now, Qiweiju, which opened at five in the morning, has become a place where Akimichi Qifeng visits every day.

"Boss Zhenxiu, a serving of three-egg shaomai!"

Qiu Daochifeng drooled, looking at the fragrant steamer, and at the same time handed over the money.

"Qiu Feng, you came just in time."

Zhenxiu said with a smile, then took out a cage of three-egg shaomai and placed it on the table.

"Because Boss Zhenxiu's Shaomai is so delicious! Every day around four o'clock, my stomach wakes me up automatically."

Qiudao Qifeng said, picking up the three-egg Shaomai was a meal.

No, it's inhalation.

The taste of three kinds of eggs flowed in Qiudao Qifeng's mouth.

Intoxicated!

Qiu Daocheng felt that he was the happiest person in the world at this time.

One bite at a time, this experience never ends.

By the time Akimichi Qifeng came to his senses, the steamer was already empty.

Qiudao Qifeng's eyes widened, he grabbed two handfuls on the steamer with his right hand, and let out a long sigh.

Finished eating.

Look at my big belly again, well, I’m not full.

He wanted to have another one, but he couldn't.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat, but that he doesn't have money.

A portion of two hundred taels of Shaomai is already extremely luxurious to eat once a day.

Even if Akimichi Tofeng is the son of the clan leader, he still can't enjoy the three-egg shaomai from two steamers.

This small amount of shaomai may be enough to fill the stomach of ordinary people, but for the Akimichi clan, it is not enough to fill their teeth.

After patting his belly, Qiudao Qifeng walked away in despair.

He had to go home and have another filling breakfast.

The first customer in the morning is always so energetic.

"It's great to be young."

Watching Akimichi take the wind, Shinshu remembered the later Akimichi Choji.

The people of the Akimichi clan are born kind-hearted and are foodies, so they really like their food.

Seeing the little fat boy leave in despair, Zhen Xiu felt very cute.

The two hundred taels entered into his account was Zhen Xiu's first income today.

The sky is getting brighter and there are more and more people.

Commercial streets are also gradually waking up.

A variety of breakfasts are piled up in the window, waiting for passers-by to come and enjoy them.

Of course, you have to pay.

There are only a few people who come to Zhenxiu here.

Or because it’s expensive.

But those who can come here are not ordinary people.

Danzo Shimura, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Itaki.

Three high-spirited teenagers came hand in hand.

"Uncle! We are here to have breakfast!"

Banshu waved his hand, looking heroic.

"Old rule, give money first."

"I know, it's really stingy. I'm your nephew, but you still charge me so much."

Banshu grumbled and handed the money to Zhenxiu, then took three steamers of shaomai.

Itaki has one in his mouth, Sarutobi Hiruzen has one in his two, and Danzo has one in his third.

The way you eat can also show a person's personality.

These three teenagers are people with different personalities.

"It's delicious! My uncle's siomai made with eggs is really delicious."

Hiruzen showed an expression of enjoyment and nodded slightly.

Danzo looked at the Kokushi Musoumen on the menu and didn't know what he was thinking.

After eating, the second wave of customers left.

The Ninja School starts at seven o'clock. It's just the right time to go now.

Zhenxiu looked at the time and saw that it was almost time to close.

Five to seven o'clock.

Eleven to thirteen o'clock.

Seventeen to nineteen.

These are Zhenxiu’s business hours now.

Three meals are just right.

True cultivators don't care how many guests there are.

What really matters is the reviews given by guests.

But when the customer said the word "delicious", Zhenxiu felt that becoming a chef was the right thing to do.

Let cooking bring people happiness, this is what Zhenxiu wants to do.

But he knew that this was not enough.

He also needs to prove his worth to one person.

This person is Tobirama.

When Tobirama asked about the value of cooking ninja, Shinshu was confused.

But now, he has found the first answer.

Vegetable market.

Zhenxiu purchased the necessary ingredients.

In the room, the sound of "dong dong dong" was heard all day long.

Those who didn’t know better thought that Zhenxiu’s home was being renovated.

Zhenxiu wiped his sweat, looked at the minced meat in front of him, and showed a satisfied smile.

"That's it."

Night falls.

Qiweiju.

Tobirama walked in.

"You real cultivator, why did you call me over so late?"

"Hey, Brother Tobirama, didn't you ask me last time what the value of a cooking ninja is? Now I have prepared an answer for you."

"oh?"

Tobirama was quite surprised, as he didn't expect that this was the reason why Zhenxiu called him over.

"What's your answer? Or cooking?"

"Of course! If it's not cooking, how can it be considered my answer?"

"It's interesting, take it out."

"Hey, brother Tobirama, the old rule is to give money first."

Tobirama's head was full of black lines, but he didn't care about Zhen Xiu and said: "How much."

"Six hundred taels."

After paying the money, Zhenxiu brought out the dishes he had prepared for a long time.

This is a three-star dish that Zhen Xiu could make after exchanging the recipe.

But one of the important reasons why Shinshu is not in a hurry to show it to Tobirama is that he wants to take it out after he can completely make it.

This dish requires extremely strong strength, and now, Zhen Xiu has finally achieved this requirement.

"Brother Tobirama, this is my answer."

A soup bowl filled with soup and five meatball-like things floating in it.

It doesn't look good, and it doesn't even have a fragrance.

Nothing special!