Rebirth of Naruto's Terumi Ming's fiance

"Master, I brought a young man to see you~"

Nakaji's loud voice rang in the kitchen, and only the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen stopped.

"When you come, please help me chop the vegetables. The hands and feet are getting more and more uncomfortable. The rice balls made may not taste good."

A hoarse and full of vicissitudes of life sounded, which made Bai Yu feel a little strange.

Because judging from the soundness of the voice, the uncle in this life seems to be over the middle of his life, and his body is fairly tough.

But the voice sounded like it was dumb.

But when you make rice balls, you don’t need to shout loudly every day. Is it possible to stay up all night to cook rice balls to make a cold?

One question after another, Bai Yu kept coming out of his mind.

Until he saw a dark man completely wrapped in leather, his mouth couldn't close like an egg.

"This... is the uncle of life?"

Seeing what the people wrapped in black leather jackets are constantly busy with, Bai Yu's face can be weird no matter how weird it is.

In terms of kitchen hygiene, wearing this is definitely the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The whole body is covered with a leather case, there is no direct contact with the food, it is simply not too clean.

From the perspective of a normal person, it is not normal to dress so closed.

After all, it's almost summer, isn't it hot to dress like this?

However, Bai Yu took a closer look and saw a pipe from the black leather jacket, which went straight through the hole in the wall near the window.

This surprised Bai Yu. Is this the secret to wearing leather clothes that are not swollen and not hot?

But in a hot place like the kitchen, even if the leather jacket has a ventilation pipe, it is very stuffy, right?

However, at this time, after hearing the instructions of the uncle of his life, Zhong Ji ran to the past.

"Of course this is the uncle of his life, Yu Xiaozi quickly come over. If he can give his uncle, no one else can make it~"

Seeing Zhongji's face full of joy, Bai Yu hesitated for a while before slowly walking over.

But in the process, he saw the magic of the uncle who took the rice ball after putting down the knife.

The uncle who holds the knife in his life is like an old man in his seventies or eighties who has to tremble after eating.

And the uncle of life who picked up the rice ball, his hands were steady and extremely fast, and he could vaguely see the afterimages of the roads when his hands were in the air.

Such a hand speed, I am afraid that there is not much difference from the elite Shangren in peak state.

Seeing such swift hand speed, Bai Yu felt that this might be a master.

But when I recalled the state of the uncle in his life when he took the knife, I couldn't figure it out again.

If ordinary people have such a hand speed to pinch rice balls, will they become frizzy with a knife?

Of course it is impossible.

But Bai Yu clearly heard the intermittent and messy sound of cutting vegetables.

The auditory hallucination was due to other reasons, how could Bai Yu couldn't figure it out.

However, under Zhongji's instruction, he finally helped cut up the vegetables together.

Bai Yu, who was already good at swordsmanship and cooking, after referring to Nakakichi's cutting method for a while, he cut all kinds of ingredients very fast.

So that the uncle of his life who quickly squeezed the rice ball couldn't help but take another look.

"Young man, if you can come to help often in the future, eat the rice balls as you like~"

"Haha, boy Yu, you are making a lot of money. The uncle is making rice balls all day long, in fact, there will be a lot of it after being supplied to the prison every day at the rate of the uncle.

We often sell the rice balls that the uncle has made too much. Do you know how much a rice ball can sell?"

Bai Yu shook his head in a daze.

"How much can I sell?"

Nakajibi put out a palm.

"Fifty taels, more expensive than the village's specialty Wumeidou."

"Fifty taels?"

Bai Yu, who understood the thirty-two catties of Wu Mi Dou, suddenly shrank in surprise, and couldn't help but glance at the rice balls made by the uncle of his life.

These rice balls are not as huge as the one he had just eaten, but are only the size of an egg.

This means that an egg-sized rice ball can be sold for the price of a regular bowl of Yile Ramen.

This made Bai Yu look at Zhongji in confusion.

"Big brother, uncle cooks rice balls every day, how much can be left every day?"

Zhong Ji raised his eyebrows, motioned Bai Yu to look at the direction of the uncle of his life, and laughed jokingly.

"Why don't you guess? With the speed of your uncle, you don't make too many rice balls every day~"

Bai Yu watched the speed of the uncle making rice balls in his next lifetime, and calculated the time in his mind.

However, he was surprised to find that he was able to maintain an average rice ball per second, perhaps faster than Uchiha Itachi six seals per second.

I don't know how much time the uncle takes a day off in his lifetime. If he counts on twelve hours of work a day, he can make 43,200 rice balls every day.

Of course, this is still ideal.

After all, humans are not robots, and it is impossible to maintain their peak state at all times. The speed of a rice ball per second may not last long.

But even if you can only make 10,000 rice balls a day, you can earn an income of 500,000 taels a day.

This income is already very exaggerated, but if so many rice balls are put on the market every day, won't the price fluctuate?

When Bai Yu was regenerating doubts, he could only hear Zhongji leisurely and authentically.

"By the way, uncle, this kid is going to see my sister later, can you help me make some special rice balls?"

"Oh? Is he the one you chose? Is so young and reliable?"

The uncle of his life spoke quickly while holding the rice ball, as if Bai Yu did not exist.

And Zhongji responded almost immediately.

"Of course it's reliable, I never missed my vision. Don't look at this kid when he is young, but he is actually amazing."

"It can be seen that the cutting of vegetables is so neat and delicate, it should be about to catch up with Wu Xiaozi's level."

Yu Guang, the uncle of his life, glanced at Bai Yu, and then devoted his energy to making rice balls.

"Forget Wu, you're almost an old man, Yu Xiaozi will definitely be even better in a few years."

"Well, that said. What kind of rice ball do you want? Sweet or salty?"

The uncle of his life asked meticulously while holding the rice ball.

Nakakichi replied without even thinking about it.

"Sweet and sour, I feel that the young people of the recent past all like the sweet and sour taste."

"Okay, I'll pinch it for you~"

After the uncle of his life agreed, he picked up a few bottles of sauces that Bai Yu didn't know about and mixed them together, and then began to skillfully blend these sauces in various materials.

Even though he was wearing gloves, there was an indescribable dexterity when pinching rice balls.

And it seems that you don't need to think about how to pinch to make it delicious. You almost get the ingredients and pinch them together, layer by layer, as if every action has been performed thousands of times.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Bai Yu also saw the joy of joy in the process of squeezing the rice ball like flowing water.

It seems that this is not pinching rice balls, but expressing the joy in the heart of the uncle of life.

This really makes Bai Yu puzzled. If it is true that the uncle Zhong Ji said that he would pinch a lot of rice balls every day, wouldn't it be boring to pinch them so frequently every day?

It didn't take long before I saw that the uncle of life had made a pile of rice balls, Zhong Ji brought a food box from the side, and filled the box with a few clicks.

"Okay, uncle, it should be almost the same for my sister. Would you like to pinch a few more for Boy Yu?"

"Either do I?" Bai Yu pointed at himself and asked in a somewhat awkward manner.

"Of course, didn't the uncle said that you can eat whatever you want? Speaking of which, you may not know the real ability of the uncle. The rice ball that the uncle pinches has a soul."

"soul?"

Bai Yu's mouth became uncomfortable, and she really couldn't figure out what kind of operation would be like pinching a rice ball and pinching a soul.

However, at this time, the uncle of his life glanced at Zhong Ji in a temper.

"Don't say it so exaggerated, it's actually just a rice ball pinched with your heart, and it tastes like it's in my mood."

Hearing what the uncle of life said, Bai Yu suddenly felt more than half of it, but suddenly remembered the appearance of Liuyu crying and eating group before, and couldn't help but wonder.

"That's the case. The two I ate previously felt very satisfying and a hint of happiness. Then if you have a sad mood, will it also make me feel sad?"