Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 128 Crowned Dumplings
There was silence between the columns.

important and more important.

Hashirama made a choice, and he didn't regret it.

But he is sad.

No one can calmly give up something that is extremely important to them.

The background of this world is indeed sad.

However, the world is still moving forward and will not wait in place.

Seeing Zhujian's silence, Zhenxiu didn't say much, just took out the dumpling wrapper.

Zhenxiu can't say beautiful words.

But when talking about cooking, Zhenxiu still understands a little bit.

Soy sauce, refined salt, sugar, sesame powder, cold water, pork filling, ham, and shrimp are mixed together to make dumpling filling.

Subsequently, two kinds of dumpling wrappers were taken out.

Knead rose water into one of the dumpling wrappers to dye it red.

These two kinds of dumpling skins are extremely thin, and even if they are added together, they are not as thick as ordinary dumpling skins.

Zhenxiu picked up two kinds of dumpling wrappers at the same time, one red and one white, and added fillings.

With an afterimage in his hand, a dumpling has been wrapped.

It's just that this dumpling is not like ordinary dumplings, it has a completely different shape.

It looks more like a crown.

A cage of ten, steamed over high heat.

When Hashirama was still frustrated, Zhenxiu had already finished cooking.

The heat rises, and the steamed dumplings come out of the cage.

"Brother-in-law, try it."

Zhenxiu cried out softly, Hashirama raised his eyelids, and took a look at the steamed dumplings fresh out of the basket.

There is no fragrance, but there is a rush of heat.

In such a slightly cold season, it is enough to whet your appetite.

Even Hashirama, who had just had a meal of ecstasy, was eager to try it.

"The shape of this dumpling..."

Hashirama looked at the dumpling, quite surprised.

I have never seen dumplings like this before.

It didn't even look like dumplings.

"Zhenxiu special! Mianding dumplings!"

"Crown top dumplings?"

"Brother-in-law, don't you look at the dumpling like a crown? If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Brother-in-law, you are the first generation of Hokage, and you have too many responsibilities to shoulder. Sometimes you need two skins."

"Two skins?"

Zhu Jian was even more surprised when he heard this.

"To be precise, there are two faces. A white face and a red face. The white face is treacherous, evil, and darkness. The red face is righteous, and the good is light. (Cao Cao with a white face, Guan Gong with a red face.) Where there is fire, there will be shadow, and only where there is shadow can light be protected."

Zhu Jian's expression changed, and he looked at Zhenxiu in disbelief.

"From one point of view, Brother Tobuma has done a good job. He may become the most perfect Hokage in history. He is also the most suitable person to wear that crown."

Hashirama nodded silently.

How could he not know this.

In fact, he had long wanted to give the position to Tobima.

Now this opportunity is just right, he has already given up his position, and he can be regarded as being unofficial.

Stretching out his right hand, ignoring the hotness of the crown dumpling, he directly grabbed it in his hand, then put it in his mouth, and bit down heavily.

The salty aroma of pork and ham.

Fresh shrimp.

The slight bitterness and sweetness of roses.

Three flavors burst out at the same time.

But soon, the pork ham was wrapped in a white skin and came into its own.

The shrimp is fused with the red rose dumpling skin, and the taste becomes peculiar.

The two flavors collided with each other in Zhu Jian's mouth.

The flavor becomes richer.

Surprised, Hashirama chewed a few more mouthfuls.

The originally confrontational flavors merged into one place again under the bite.

Salty, fragrant, bitter and sweet!
Five flavors gathered!

Hashirama's tongue left a final blow.

perfect!

Each seasoning, each raw material performs its own duties and has its own strengths.

There is no conflict at all, there is only harmony.

It's this harmony that creates this delicious explosion.

Eyes closed between the pillars.

Zhenxiu's cooking has never disappointed him.

This time, too.

Aftertaste all kinds of delicacies on the tip of the tongue, recalling the words that Zhenxiu just said.

Suddenly, Hashirama understood something.

The bitterness in my heart dissipated slightly, and my mood improved a lot.

"Thank you, Zhenxiu."

"Brother-in-law, this is too polite. We are a family." Zhenxiu laughed.

"Sometimes I wonder, are you really just a young man? You always seem to understand a lot of feelings that we don't understand."

"Brother-in-law, I'm not young anymore, I'm already 26."

"Hahaha, 26 is still very young. Judging by the longevity of your Uzumaki clan, you don't have any old injuries, and it's not unusual even if you live to a hundred. I don't know what Konoha will look like at that time."

Bashirama said, looking forward to it.

It's just a pity that he probably won't see that day.

Hashirama patted Zhenxiu on the shoulder, got up and left.

Coming here was indeed the right decision.

He is in a much better mood.

Looking at Hashirama's leaving back, Zhenxiu sighed silently.

"Oh, my brother-in-law still can't change his habit of eating Overlord Meals."

The next day, when Zhenxiu's desolation had not dissipated, someone came.

One big and one small, two white-haired.

"Aren?"

Seeing Hatake Ren walk into the store, Zhenxiu was a little surprised.

He hasn't seen this guy for some days.

Looking at the white-haired kid next to Hatake Ren, Zhenxiu already understood the meaning of this guy's coming.

Zhenxiu was also polite, and directly extended his right hand.

Hatake understood, and took out the passbook.

"The owner of the black shop, here is 360 million taels, which is Shuomao's one-year cooking fee. The password is your birthday. Please."

Zhenxiu took it, a little surprised.

"Since when did your kid have so much money?"

"I'm an elite Jonin, and I'll be back after a few missions."

Hatake Ren's tone of a local tyrant made Zhenxiu quite envious.

Sure enough, ninja is also a profession that comes in quickly.

Zhenxiu looked at Sakumo, this six-year-old little ghost looks a bit like Kakashi in the future.

Only without the mask.

Hatake Sakumo, Konoha White Teeth.

Even Sannin was in awe of him at his peak.

It's a pity that he died under his own white tooth dagger in the end.

The hero is short of breath.

The six-year-old Hatake Sakumo already has a precocious shadow.

There is probably no genius in this world who is not precocious.

Seven-year-old Itachi sees things with Hokage eyes.

Ten-year-old Minato has taken care of his future daughter-in-law Kushina Uzumaki.

At the age of 12, Zilai also learned to peep at the women's bathhouse.

The 12-year-old Naruto has developed the first secret technique in the ninja world, the technique of seduction.

All are talents.

"Father, do I really want to practice in this shop?"

Shuo Mao frowned, quite puzzled.

"Sakumo, take good care of being a vegetable cutter here. My father came here in the same way. As long as you work hard, the hatake sword technique will burst out with terrifying sharpness. It is not a problem to surpass me in time."

"I understand father, I will not let you down."

Hatake Ren pampered Sakumo's head with a look of relief.

In this way, no one can disturb the two-person world between him and Rei Inuzuka.

(End of this chapter)