Konoha Qiweiju

Konoha 15th year September 4th weather: sunny

Five years have passed since that battle, and the brother-in-law's body has become weaker and weaker.

It won't be too long, at most one year, this former Ninja legend will disappear.

But Uchiha Madara didn't know where in the Ninja World he lived.

The world is still moving on its original trajectory, and it is just a chef.

It will always be just a chef.

After writing the diary, Zhenxiu lay on her bed.

The meat ball on the side licked his own palm and leaned against Zhenxiu.

"Hey, why are you leaning against me again."

Zhenxiu said disgustedly.

"The cat litter you gave me is too small to sleep. This bed is just right for me."

Meatball said nonchalantly.

"Let you eat so much, now even the smallest body can't get in, right?"

"What do you know? All these are power."

"Seeing you have said so many times, I haven't seen you exert your so-called power."

"Where there is a chance in a peaceful and prosperous age."

The meat ball was white and really repaired, and fell asleep peacefully.

Really helpless, this cat is really an ancestor.

Wake up early in the morning, Zhenxiu sleeps soundly holding the meat ball.

That fleshy body is no worse than any beauty.

Zhenxiu subconsciously rubbed his face against the hair of the meat ball, revealing a satisfied expression.

It was just this rub, and the meat ball woke up.

Seeing Zhenxiu holding himself, the meat ball felt a chill.

"Really! You perverted! Get out!"

The meat ball lifted up and kicked it directly on Zhenxiu's lower abdomen.

The body that seemed to be only twenty catties exploded with terrible power.

Zhen Xiu was kicked directly to the wall.

Boom!

Zhen Xiu woke up in a daze, and looked at Meat Ball in confusion.

Rouqiu's face was violated, his claws hugged, and his expression was wonderful.

"What are you doing? Meatball."

"You said, you are a pervert! What were you doing just now!"

"doing what?"

Zhenxiu scratched his head questioningly, unable to remember for a moment.

At this moment, there was a milky voice outside the window.

"Grandpa uncle! Are you awake?"

The voice is very milky, and the owner of the voice is no more than six years old.

Hearing the words, Zhenxiu immediately became energetic.

"Wake up, wake up."

Zhenxiu ran to the window and saw the yellow-haired little Lori standing outside the window.

Seeing Zhenxiu, Tsunade said with a grin, "Uncle grandpa, hug."

The milk sound of milk is very cute.

Anyone who faces such a scene will feel that he is melted instantly.

"Hug! Hug! Hug now!"

Zhenxiu jumped directly out of the window, landed in front of Tsunade, and hugged him.

"Xiao Tsunade, why come to see me early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Dinner."

"So Tsunade, you are hungry, grandpa uncle will do it for you now, okay."

Tsunade squinted his eyes and said, "Okay!"

"Xiao Tsunade is so good, let's go, go to Qiweiju with grandpa uncle."

"Ok!"

Holding small Tsunade, Zhenxiu heads to Qiweiju.

This fifteen-year-old shop still looks as clean as before.

At the door, eleven-year-old Shuomao was already waiting there.

"Black shop owner."

Shuomao bowed respectfully and said softly.

In the fifth year of cutting vegetables here, Shuomao has become accustomed to everything about real cultivation.

"Shuo Mao, come here very early today, come in and have breakfast together."

Shuomao nodded, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Shuo Mao, can you help me cut some green onions, and I will make you a scallion noodles."

"Ok."

Shuomao's knife was so fast that it was almost unimaginable that it was a knife used by an eleven-year-old boy.

Wash the green onions, and Shuo Mao throws it away.

Then he picked up the mysterious iron kitchen knife on the side, and the light flickered!

The light white and light green are divided into two, and they are neatly stacked in two at the same time.

The water column contaminated on it was also ejected by the blade and became dry.

"Okay, black shop owner."

Shumo cuts the green onions. He is really teasing Xiao Tsunade, and said: "Thanks for your hard work."

Scallion noodles is not a difficult dish, but it requires a little patience.

Start the pot and add oil, heat up, and add the scallions first.

Green onion is more resistant to frying than green onion, so you need to put it first.

Fry on low heat. When the green onion turns slightly yellow, add the green onion.

Still a small fire.

Making scallion oil is a meticulous work, so it is a small fire.

When the fire is high, the onion will turn black immediately, and the scallion oil will be useless.

"Grandpa Uncle, I'm hungry..."

Tsunade was sucking his fingers, looking a little impatient.

Zhenxiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Tsunade, it will be there in a while."

In another pot, boil water, wait for the water to boil, and add the noodles.

Simmer the scallion oil while cooking the noodles.

Soon, the aroma of scallion oil filled the whole Qiweiju.

When the light white and light green appear brown at the same time, they can be pinched out.

Otherwise, both will become bitter and the scallion oil will be destroyed.

Turn off the fire, the oil is still warm.

Pour in sugar, light soy sauce and dark soy sauce, stir slightly, let the two fully blend in the scallion oil.

Scallion oil is complete.

If the noodles are broken, put in cold water and take out.

The two merge.

The noodles with scallion oil are thus completed.

However, it should be noted that when mixing noodles, do not add too much scallion oil.

Otherwise, eat too oily early in the morning, but terrible things will happen.

Zhenxiu took out a small bowl and filled some noodles with scallion oil.

"Come on, Tsunade, eat noodles."

"what!"

Xiaozuna opened her mouth obediently, and still Yu Jinxiu put the noodles into her mouth.

The mouth moved and the teeth bite.

Tsunade's eyes lit up.

"It's delicious! Grandpa Uncle is great!"

"Of course."

"Uncle grandpa, I will eat with you in the future. Grandma's meal is really terrible. I have to finish it before I eat it. Tsunade don't want it, Tsunade is uncomfortable."

"Okay, after that, Tsunade will come to Uncle Grandpa's place for dinner."

"Well! That's it! Retractable hook."

"Hanging on the hook will not change for a hundred years!"

The big hook pulls the small hook together.

Zhenxiu and Xiao Tsunade get along very well.

After a while, Tsunade finished the noodles in the bowl.

"I'm full, grandpa uncle."

"okay."

Zhenxiu turned his head back, thinking about eating some for himself, but saw that the big pot of scallion noodles was not left at the moment.

Even the scum is gone.

"Where is my face?"

Zhenxiu was shocked.

Turning around, Shuomao and Rouqiu's mouth still had scallion oil remaining, and Rouqiu was so full that he hiccups.

"This side is still not enough."

Meatball patted his chubby belly, expressing satisfaction.

"You two bastards! Eat too fast, right?"

"This is to blame you, eating is so slow. Hiccups~"

Meatball said nonchalantly.

"Thank you for hospitality."

Shuomao responded politely.

Real cultivation: "..."