radicalducati Chapter 18. Please get me the things!
Chapter 18. Please get me the things!
It's almost noon.
Aoba, Minato, and Nono walked side by side to the shopping street.
I was afraid that if I arrived late, there wouldn't be any seats left.
The scene at the store entrance confirmed their concerns.
From afar, a group of Akimichi people could be seen already eating on the spot.
The aroma of roasted meat filled the entire commercial street.
A burly man flipped a skewer of meat with one hand and brushed sauce on it with the other, his movements as skillful as throwing a shuriken.
Even at the entrance, you could vaguely see several figures dressed in ANBU uniforms.
Qingyu understood as soon as she stepped into the store.
Because there was a middle-aged man wearing a Hokage hood standing or sitting in the shop, Hiruzen Sarutobi.
At this moment, he is chatting enthusiastically with an ordinary member of the Akimichi tribe.
The other person was still flipping the meat skewers in their hand, and didn't even notice the oil splattering onto the Hokage's sleeve.
"That's great, business is so good on the first day of opening." Hiruzen Sarutobi said with a smile.
"This is all thanks to you! Without you, we wouldn't have such a great business environment."
Qingyu nodded silently in her heart.
Although the current third generation likes to engage in personality cult.
However, a stable internal environment is indeed necessary for business.
Only when there is no war or turmoil will ordinary people dare to open shops.
"Not at all, this wealth was created by the villagers of Konoha with their own hands."
"It's all thanks to your leadership!"
The two of them kept talking to each other, and all the good things were attributed to Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Qingyu was momentarily dazed.
You'd think you hadn't traveled through time if you didn't know better.
The Akimichi clan members around him stared intently at the clansman flipping the meat skewers, afraid that he might say something wrong.
The ANBU members kept their fingers on the handles of their kunai at all times, ready to load them at any moment.
This place presents a picture of "the villagers of Naruto being one big family"... truly teeming with life.
Finally, as Hiruzen Sarutobi was about to go eat, he stood up and extended his hand to shake hands.
The barbecue chef hesitated.
His hands were covered in spices and grease, and his rough knuckles couldn't get them clean even after rubbing them on his apron.
I don't know whether I should extend this hand or not.
Upon seeing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi instantly understood the other party's concerns.
He wanted to say something like, "I'm here to eat too, my hands are going to get dirty, I won't mind."
But before he could speak, Qingyu had already stepped forward.
He first bowed to Hiruzen Sarutobi, then turned to look at the barbecue chef, speaking calmly.
"Grandpa Sarutobi became Hokage to contribute to the villagers of Konoha, and Uncle Akimichi grilled meat to contribute to the villagers of Konoha."
"We're all the same!"
The barbecue chef paused for half a second, then took Hiruzen Sarutobi's outstretched hands in his own.
She even shed a few tears at the right time.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Well said, Aoba! I'm the Hokage, and you're the waiter. We're both here to serve Konoha!"
He found Qingyu more and more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at her.
This kid has the mindset of a Hokage.
Hiruzen Sarutobi chatted with Aoba for a few more minutes until the Ino-Shika-Cho trio came looking for them.
He then realized that Qingyu had come to eat, and quickly gestured for him to go.
Enjoy your meal!
Qingyu smiled and waved goodbye, inwardly cursing wildly.
He was really starving to death.
Fortunately, someone came to rescue him.
After they met, Akimichi Choza led them to a table near the door.
It's well-ventilated, has a good view, and you can see the lively atmosphere of the whole street.
Ding said this was his payment for helping move goods that morning, and he sounded quite proud of himself.
After resting for a while, the group split up and began to act separately.
Aoba and Akimichi Choza meet in the fresh beef section.
The two exchanged a glance and silently formed a temporary alliance.
There were so many customers today that the beef was snatched up as soon as it was served, and the two of them had to work together to fight their way through the crowd.
When they left, they wished they could have two more plates on their heads.
But when Qingyu returned to her seat with her spoils, she was almost furious.
Minato Namikaze was enjoying a bowl of fried rice with great relish.
Pharmacist Nono was enjoying a small piece of cake.
Nara Shikaku and Yamanaka Inoichi were presented with expensive seafood.
The lobster, scallops, and snow crab legs were presented with such exquisite detail that it felt like a kaiseki meal.
High judgment.
All his blood was shed in vain.
"Hey! You guys can just take my things!"
Qingyu slammed the plate of beef onto the table.
"Fried rice with eggs and cake again? Are you two trying to rebel?"
"Why not eat such good meat and such expensive seafood, instead of one eating fried rice and the other eating cake?"
"You can't just give it to me like that!"
The Akimichi clansmen who were soliciting customers outside the door raised their voices as well when they heard the loud noise coming from inside.
"Come check out our all-you-can-eat BBQ!"
"Two hundred and forty-nine taels per person!"
Akimichi endorses it! Quality guaranteed!
[Detection of mental stress exerted on Minato Namikaze by the host]
[Pressure value +8]
[Detection indicates that the host is causing mental stress to "Yakushi Nonou"]
[Pressure value +6]
Minato, holding a bowl of fried rice, smiled with a rare hint of guilt: "The fried rice smells pretty good... I just wanted to try it."
Nono silently moved the cake half an inch to the side, trying to cover it with the lobster shell.
Finally, under the furious gaze of Master Qingyu, Qiudao Dingza stepped forward and quelled the storm.
He devoured the remaining cake and fried rice in an instant, leaving the plates so clean they didn't even need washing.
Anyway, as a member of the Akimichi clan, he's always been a big eater, so this amount of food isn't a big deal.
The main reason is that he only gets to enjoy a normal day of Qingyu.
I hope Qingyu doesn't get hijacked by his evil stress personality again, or he won't enjoy this barbecue meal today!
After the meal, everyone was completely disarmed.
Everyone's face was beaming with happiness.
As expected of the Akimichi clan's meat, and these grilled skewers are exquisite.
And on the side...
Nara Shikaku and Yamanaka Inoichi have begun their Baba game.
Yamanaka Inoichi first took out a large roasted lobster and placed it in front of Nara Shikaku.
Yamanaka Ino pushed a plate towards Shikaku.
"Shikaku! You took this lobster, you have to eat it!"
Nara Shikaku leaned back lazily in his chair.
His face showed complete indifference.
"When and by whom did it become a rule that whoever takes something has to eat it?"
After saying that, Nara Shikaku glanced around at the people around him.
Is there such a rule?
Everyone, with a "let's watch the show" mentality, said: No.
Nara Shikaku, on the other hand, had a victorious expression.
"If you ask me, Haiyi, this is the one you baked, and it's overcooked! I'm not eating it!"
Upon hearing this, Yamanaka Inoichi revealed a strange smile.
He picked up his chopsticks and peeled away the red, scorching shell covering the lobster's body.
"I haven't even baked it yet! And you're already saying it's too old?"
"Hahaha!"
Those around couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
The day ended in such a pleasant atmosphere.
Qingyu really didn't expect there would be an after-dinner program at the end.
Man-eating trees, social maneuvering, and even dark psychology.