Konoha Qiweiju

At five o'clock in the morning, Qiweiju opened as usual.

Today, Qiudao Qifeng did not come.

Probably because the daily breakfast was too expensive, it emptied his wallet.

But fortunately, as long as I don't empty my body, I will always have money to eat again.

"System, do the prices of Qiweiju have to be so expensive? This seems to go against my original intention of becoming a chef. I am not such a superficial person. I am not interested in money, and I don't intend to touch money all the time in the future."

Zhenxiu has actually thought about this issue for a long time.

The charges at Qiweiju are indeed a bit expensive.

One hundred taels is equivalent to sixty yuan.

The cheapest three-egg shaomai costs two hundred taels, which is one hundred and twenty yuan.

Who in the right mind would eat such an expensive breakfast?

Not to mention the other more expensive dishes at the back.

When this happens, it will probably become aristocratic cuisine.

True cultivators don't want this.

As I said before, true cultivators are not interested in money.

His cuisine is meant to bring people happiness.

Expensive happiness is not available to everyone.

"Receive host request, system will give judgment. Please wait."

After the system was sluggish for three seconds, it finally gave the answer.

"The host's request is approved. Since the host does not like money, all income from the Qiweiju system will be confiscated for a period of time, and only the cost of food will be provided."

Zhenxiu was shocked and quickly looked at his cash register and found that it was empty.

"System! You are cheating!"

"The system reminds the host again that the system does not recognize the godfather. It will be very unpleasant for you to speak like this."

"you!"

The true cultivator was so angry that his orifices were full of smoke.

What the hell is this?

I just keep a low profile, and you will take all my funds.

How will you join the ninja world in the future?

"You said you accepted my request, and then I can set the price as I please?"

Zhenxiu suddenly realized this.

"No, host."

"Then you still charge me money!"

"Host, you are still young, so there is no use in holding this money. The system does not want your money, it just collects it for you first. When you grow into a five-star chef, it will not only return all the funds, but also give you free pricing

power."

I really cultivated my head full of black lines.

Why does this sound so familiar?

It's very similar to what my mother said when I received lucky money when I was a child.

A true cultivator can even figure out the system's face at this moment.

Zhenxiu suddenly felt regretful, he really shouldn't have installed this coin.

well……

Sighing, Zhen Xiu could only set a small goal for himself, to become a five-star chef!

It is now three stars, two levels away from five stars.

Well, not too far.

When the time comes, you can be a happy little freelance chef.

The road is long but not very far.

Just as Zhen Xiu was sighing, someone came.

The visitor is a young man.

He has a delicate face and looks like he will be a male idol when he grows up.

Zhenxiu's eyes lit up and he found it very interesting.

Because this young man has a badge on his clothes.

One white and one red fan badge!

The Uchiha clan!

Shinshu's Shichimiju has been open for more than a month, but no one from the Uchiha clan has ever come to visit.

The reason is simple.

Everyone knows that Shinshu’s identity is Hashirama’s wife’s brother.

Other families naturally don't care, but the Uchiha clan is quite taboo about this.

The old grudge between the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan can't just be resolved.

Especially after Uchiha Madara left, the Uchiha people would always worry that Hashirama would take the opportunity to attack them.

Even if Hashirama disbanded the Senju Clan, it would not make them feel at ease.

Therefore, they are still unwilling to get in touch with Shinshu, who is inextricably related to Hashirama.

But the young man in front of me seemed a little different.

"Hello, I'd like a three-egg shaomai."

The boy's voice was very soft. If you didn't listen carefully, you might think it was a girl.

The young man seemed to understand the rules very well. After finishing speaking, he placed the two hundred taels of notes in front of Zhen Xiu.

Zhen Xiu always likes sensible customers.

"Okay! It'll be ready soon!"

Zhen Xiu took the note and put it into the cashier, and then saw it disappear the moment he entered it.

The corner of Zhenxiu's mouth twitched slightly, but there was nothing he could do.

After washing his hands and getting rid of the filth of money, Zhenxiu placed the three-egg Shaomai in front of the young man.

The young man was still looking around.

The exquisite and stylish decoration style makes the young man fall in love with it just at a glance.

He suddenly understood why there was suddenly a custom in the class that eating here would give you a sense of dignity.

It's really worth coming here.

Of course, what's more important is the food here.

For a restaurant that doesn't taste good, no matter how well-decorated it is, it's all in vain.

A pile of shit doesn't taste better just because it's served in a golden rice bowl.

The three-egg shaomai was placed in front of him. The young man nodded slightly and said softly: "Thank you, boss."

Opening and closing your mouth are all rituals.

Children from big families have an indescribable sense of nobility in their behavior.

This is obviously the case for this young man.

And it's obvious that he is not a playboy.

They are elites from a thousand-year-old family.

Even Banshu is a little behind compared to him.

Because Itaki's temperament is really similar to Hashirama.

There is nothing noble about his carefree appearance.

If it were Tobirama's child, he might be able to compete with this boy.

It's a pity that Tobirama doesn't like women.

Of course, he doesn't like men either.

There were no extra guests, so Zhen Xiu looked at the young man silently.

The young man seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't pay attention.

Looking at the only customer in the store, the store owner didn't seem to find it difficult to accept.

The young man picked up the chopsticks and said softly: "I'm starting."

I don’t know whether to tell it to myself or to the real practitioners.

Entering Jia Mai's entrance, the boy's eyes visibly widened a bit.

Afterwards, two Shao Mai entrances were made in succession. The young man let out a breath of turbid air and couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

tasty!

These two words were interpreted extremely restrainedly by the young man.

The boy's movements were not fast, but not slow either.

In just two minutes, he ate every one of the eight siomai steamers.

Picking up the paper towel on the side, the boy gently wiped the corners of his mouth, as if he still had something to say.

"Boss, your siomai is delicious."

The young man stood up and showed a faint smile towards Zhenxiu.

The smile was a little shy, not showing half of the teeth.

It sounds a bit delicate, but it doesn't feel feminine.

This is a gentle person.

Zhenxiu nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your compliment. If you like it, you can come again."

"Yes."

The young man left slowly, just as he came slowly.

"Interesting. There is such an outstanding Uchiha during this period. Who could it be?"

While Zhen Xiu was thinking, a loud voice sounded in his ears.

"Uncle! I'm here to eat your egg shaomai!"

The rude voice interrupted all Zhenxiu's thoughts.

Zhenxiu glanced dissatisfied at Banshu, who appeared at the door at an unknown time, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"You can't keep your voice down, the previous guests were very polite."

"Previous guest?"

Banshu looked towards the place where Zhenxiu had just looked, a hint of enlightenment flashing in his eyes.

"You mean that guy Uchiha Kagami. That guy is boring. He does everything in a disciplined manner. It's not fun."

When Zhen Xiu heard this, his eyes lit up.

Uchiha mirror?

It turned out to be him!