Konoha Qiweiju

The sky was dark, and most of the people in Konoha had fallen asleep.

This stable life makes them feel very happy.

I think that a few months ago, the Ninja world was in chaos, even if they were sleeping, they would be worried, afraid that the enemy would touch it in the middle of the night.

But no longer.

Konoha Village has a powerful barrier, and it is impossible for an enemy to break in in the middle of the night.

Therefore, they can sleep peacefully and enjoy the joy of peace.

But at this time, there was a man wandering on the street.

The long dark hair seemed to melt into the night, but the eyes shone like stars.

Someone with a little bit of knowledge sees this person's face, I'm afraid they will make their legs weak in fright.

Because he has a name for the oppressive Ninja world.

Uchiha Madara.

In today's Ninja World, only Qianshou Zhujian can contend with him, and no one else is even his one-one enemy.

At this time, he actually looked a little lonely.

The drooping head was still scattered from black hair, showing a bit of depression.

Madara's mind was still thinking about the daytime situation.

"Maara, it's up to you to be Hokage."

"Am I really good?"

"No problem, although Senna is no longer there, you can treat everyone in the village as your brothers and protect them. Don't hesitate."

"This... alright."

The picture changes rapidly, but the discussion between the pillar and the door in the room is completely different.

"Brother, Madara cannot become Hokage. The people in the village will not agree, and the Uchiha clan is inherently evil. The people in the village hope you can become Hokage."

Silence between the pillars.

But at this time Madara could hear clearly outside the window.

When he noticed between the pillars, Madara had left alone.

Under the night.

Madara looked up.

The moon was round, but he lost the feeling he wanted.

"Between the pillars, are you too naive, or am I too naive?"

Madara sighed, and her belly trembling after not eating all day, but for him, it didn't matter to him.

Suddenly, a chakra caught Ma's attention.

"This feeling... is the chakra between the pillars."

Madara looked up, and the Chakra between the pillars attracted him like a beacon in the night.

After a few corners, Madara came to the door of Qiweiju.

"This plaque was made between the pillars? So many chakras were used."

Madara was surprised. Shijian always did stupid things, but such stupid things were still rare.

Even if his chakra is worthless, it doesn't need to be such a disaster.

"Is it a restaurant? It has something to do with Zhujian?"

While whispering, an inexplicable force drove Madan into Qiweiju.

Jingya's decoration didn't make Madara any move, but the red-haired boy surprised him slightly.

Red hair?

swirl?

Madara made a judgment in an instant.

"Is it open now?"

"Welcome, it's business hours now!"

His eyes are facing each other, Madara's eyes are calm, but Zhenxiu's heart is surging.

Uchiha Madara!

Even if Zhenxiu doesn't watch hot blood anime very much, he has heard of this person's name.

Madara didn't care about Zhenxiu's expression, just sat down on his own.

"Hungry, let's serve."

The short words are not too long-winded and polite.

Maybe he was really hungry, maybe he was attracted by the sign made between the pillars, so Madara sat down.

It seemed that he really wanted to taste the craftsmanship of real cultivation.

Zhenxiu also slowed down at this time.

"Ding, inspire a task, conquer Uchiha Madara's taste buds, task reward: Dragon Mark (pot)."

Really cultivate a Ji Ling, so soon there is a task?It's really good.

But if you want to conquer Uchiha Madara's taste buds, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

Even if he makes something delicious, he won't have much performance.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had already thought of a way.

"Okay! Wait a moment! The great delicacy will be served immediately!"

Removed the black hair band from his wrist, Zhenxiu tied it to his forehead.

"Huh, if it's unpalatable, I will tear down your sign!"

Madara said coldly, resentment condensed in his eyes, making Zhen Xiu's heart cold.

"This man is so angry, maybe he just quarreled with Big Brother Zhujian? You have to remove the sign."

Zhenxiu secretly said in his heart, really a little bit nervous.

"Guest officer, don't worry, you are satisfied!"

Zhenxiu placed his right hand under the long table, but in fact it reached into the system space.

"System, use the Desolate Ecstasy Rice Experience Card."

"Ding, successfully inspired."

With his right hand taken out, a piece of plum meat has been held by Zhen Xiu.

The so-called plum meat is the scapular meat after bone removal. The meat is delicate and has interstitial fat. It is the most suitable meat for barbecued pork.

Putting the plum head meat on the cutting board, Zhen Xiu suddenly closed his eyes.

His brows frowned, and at this time a strange emotion came from Zhen Xiu's body.

be deeply grieved!

Looking at Zhenxiu, Madara felt inexplicably sad.

The sorrow that had just been suppressed was drawn out again.

"What's the matter? Is it an illusion? No, no, there is no fluctuation of Chakra."

Madara was surprised, and his gaze at Zhen Xiu was a bit solemn.

It can affect his emotions, and few people in this world can do it.

Just when Madara was puzzled, Zhenxiu opened his eyes!

At this moment, those eyes were no longer the clarity of a young man, but as sad as a middle-aged man.

Those who are depressed, have nothing but goodbye.

"Sadly ecstasy!"

Zhen Xiu let out a low cry, his right hand condensed into the palm of his claw, and he madly attacked the plum head flesh.

One palm!

Punch!

One catch!

Let it go!

Rub it!

Each collision will shatter all the meridians in the flesh!

"It's a weird physique."

Madara whispered in his heart.

After a few seconds of beating, the plum meat has changed its appearance greatly.

Zhenxiu didn't stop there, his left hand didn't know where he took out the already prepared sauce and poured it into it.

With a pinch with his right hand, the sauce and the pounded plum meat blended together perfectly.

The left hand exudes a faint warmth, and the sauce and plum meat seems to have been marinated for several hours.

With a kick with his right foot, the two firewood jumped onto the chopping board, his hands formed a seal, and his right hand tapped, the two firewood actually burst into flames instantly.

"It's a precise control of the fire escape ninjutsu."

Zhenxiu took out an iron stick, put the processed plum meat on, and placed it on the flame of one of the wood fires to bake it back and forth.

At the same time, he took out a casserole with his left hand. I didn't know when rice and water had been placed in it.

Feeling ecstasy, he moved his hand again, quickly turning in the casserole, washing the rice grains.

The rice grains have been processed between one rotation and one sprinkling.

Cover the casserole lid and place it on the second firewood.

Zhenxiu took a deep breath, his left hand blasted out, and the flames flourished!

"Inject the fire attribute chakra into the flame out of thin air, to increase the flame? Used for cooking? This..."

Madara felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.