Konoha Qiweiju

At the end of the Five Shadows Conference, the entire Ninja World has entered a moment of rapid development.

Five Shadows and its think tank have worked hard to formulate development plans.

In this regard, Konoha was led by the head and assisted by the Nara clan.

As for the column...

Be at ease as a mascot.

Specializing in the art industry and developing the village are not within the scope of Zhujian’s ability.

Under the action of the door, Konoha Anbe, Konoha Ninja School, and Konoha Police Department were established one after another.

Konoha started to move in the direction that Zhenxiu knew.

Of course, true cultivation didn't participate much in it.

Except for occasional survival drills at the ninja school, he guards his small shop.

Different from the previous ones, due to the improvement of Zhenxiu's business hours, the reputation of Chimiju began to spread among Konoha.

Delicious things will always attract foodies.

This is the case with Qiweiju.

Of course, there is another reason why Qiweiju is famous.

That is expensive!

At five o'clock in the morning, three-egg siu mai went on sale on time.

Even at that time, the sky hadn't been fully lit, but someone came to buy it.

That bloated figure, don't need to doubt too much.

It is the Qiudao clan.

Autumn Road takes the wind!

The squinted fat man who ate Zhenxiu Perilla Barbecue for the first time in the survival exercise.

Ever since that day, Qiu Dao has been thinking about true cultivation.

Originally, the business hours of Zhenxiu were in the early morning, and Qiu Dao couldn't come by taking wind.

Now that it’s good, the Qiweiju, which opened at five in the morning, has become a place where autumn roads come every day.

"True boss, a three-egg siu mai!"

Qiu Dao drooled while looking at the fragrant steamer while paying the money.

"Get the wind, you came really in time."

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

"Because Mr. Zhenxiu's siu mai is so delicious! Every day at four o'clock, my stomach will automatically wake me up."

Qiu Dao took the wind and said, picking up the three-egg siumai is an output.

No, it is inhalation.

The taste of the three kinds of eggs circulates in the mouth of the autumn road.

Intoxicated!

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

One bite at a time, this experience never ends.

When Qiu Dao recovered from the wind, the steamer was already empty.

Qiu Dao's eyes widened with the wind, his right hand grabbed two of them on the steamer, and he sighed.

Finished.

Look at my belly again, um, 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 has no money.

A serving of two hundred taels of siu mai is extremely luxurious to eat once a day.

Even if Qiu Daoqifeng is the son of the patriarch, he cannot enjoy the three-egg shaomai with two steamers.

And this bit of roasted wheat may be enough for ordinary people to fill their stomachs, but for the Qiu Dao clan, it is not enough to plug the teeth.

He patted his stomach, Qiu Dao walked away in despair.

He has to go home to eat another full breakfast.

The first guest in the morning is always so energetic.

"It's nice to be young."

Seeing Qiu Dao take the wind, Zhenxiu remembered the later Qiu Dao Ding Ci.

The Qiu Dao clan were born kind and foodies, so they really have an appetite for them.

Seeing the little fat man leave in despair, Zhenxiu felt very cute.

Two hundred taels are accounted for, which is Zhenxiu's first income today.

The sky gradually lit up, and the number of people gradually increased.

The commercial street is gradually awakening.

Various breakfasts are piled up in the windows, waiting for passers-by to come and enjoy.

Of course, you have to give money.

Very few people have come to Zhenxiu.

Still because of expensive.

But those who can come here are not ordinary people.

Shimura Danzo, Sarutobi Hitoshi, Banshu.

Three high-spirited teenagers came hand in hand.

"Uncle! Let's have breakfast!"

Ban Shu waved a big hand and looked proud.

"Old rules, give money first."

"I know, it's stingy, I'm your nephew, and I'm so expensive."

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

Banshu has one bite, Sarutobi has two bites, and Danzo has three bites.

The way of eating can also express a person's character.

These three teenagers are people of different personalities.

"It's delicious! Uncle's siu mai made with eggs is really delicious."

Ri Zhan showed an expression of enjoyment and nodded slightly.

Danzo looked at the Guo Shi Wu Duo on the menu, not knowing what he was thinking.

After eating, the second wave of guests left.

The Ninja School starts at seven o'clock, now it's over, the time is right.

Zhenxiu checked the time, and it was almost time to close the door.

Five to seven.

From eleven to thirteen.

Seventeen to nineteen.

This is the business hours of Zhenxiu today.

Three meals are perfect.

Zhenxiu doesn't care how many customers there are.

What the guests give is what Zhen Xiu cares about.

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

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 a person.

This person is the door.

When asked about the value of cooking a ninja, Zhenxiu was at a loss.

But now, he has found the first answer.

Vegetable market.

Zhenxiu bought the necessary ingredients.

In the room, the sound of bang bang bang rang all day.

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

Zhenxiu wiped off his sweat, looked at the meat in front of him, and smiled with satisfaction.

"that's it."

Night fell.

Qiweiju.

Walked in between the door.

"True little devil, what do you call me over so late?"

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

"Oh?"

Fei Jian was quite surprised, and couldn't think of Zhen Xiu calling himself over.

"What is your answer? Is it cooking?"

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

"Interesting, take it out."

"Hey, brother, the old rules, give me money first."

The room was full of black lines, and he didn't care about real cultivation, saying, "How much."

"Six hundred taels."

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

This is a three-star dish, originally after exchanging the recipe, it can be made by real cultivation.

But a very important reason why Zhen Xiu was not in a hurry to show it to Feijian was that he wanted to produce it completely before taking it out.

And this dish requires extremely strong power, and now, Zhenxiu finally meets this requirement.

"Big Brother Feijian, this is my answer."

A soup bowl is full of soup, and at the same time there are five meatballs floating.

The presentation is not good, not even fragrance.

No surprises!