Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 7 Uchiha Madara
The sky was pitch black, and most of the families in Konoha had already fallen asleep.

This stable life makes them feel very happy.

Thinking back a few months ago, the ninja world was full of wars, and even when they slept, they would have to worry about it, fearing that the enemy would touch it in the middle of the night.

But not anymore.

Muye Village has a powerful barrier, and it is impossible for enemies to break into it in the middle of the night.

So, they can sleep peacefully and enjoy the joy of peace.

But at this time, there was a person wandering on the street.

The long black hair seemed to melt into the night, but those eyes shone like stars.

Seeing this man's face, anyone with a little sense would feel their legs go weak with fright.

Because he has a name that overwhelms the ninja world.

Uchiha Madara.

In today's ninja world, only Senjujuma can contend against him, and the others are not even his single-handed enemies.

But at this time, he seemed a little lonely.

The drooping head was still disheveled by the black hair, showing a bit of slump.

Madara was still thinking about the day's situation in his mind.

"Madara, I'll leave it to you to be the Hokage."

"Can I really do it?"

"It's no problem. Although Quan Nai is gone, you can treat everyone in the village as your brothers and protect them well. Don't hesitate."

"It's… okay."

The scene changes rapidly, but the discussion between Hashirama and Togama in the room is completely different.

"Brother, it is impossible for Madara to become Hokage. People in the village will not agree, and the Uchiha clan is inherently evil. Everyone in the village hopes that you can become Hokage, brother."

There was silence between the columns.

But at this moment, Madara could hear clearly outside the window.

By the time Hashirama found out, Madara had already left alone.

under night.

Spot looked up.

That round of the moon was very round, but it lost the feeling he wanted.

"Hashirama, are you too naive, or am I too naive?"

Madara sighed, his stomach that hadn't eaten for a day trembled slightly, but for him, it didn't matter.

Suddenly, a burst of chakra caught Madara's attention.

"This feeling... is the Chakra of Hashirama."

Madara looked up, and the chakra in the column was like a bright light in the night, attracting him.

After a few corners, Madara came to the door of Qiweiju.

"This plaque was made between the pillars? So much chakra was used."

Madara was quite surprised, Hashirama often did stupid things, but such stupid things were rare.

Even if his chakra is worthless, there is no need for such a disaster.

"Is it a restaurant? Is it related to Zhuma?"

While whispering, an inexplicable force drove Zhuo Madara into Qiweiju.

Madara was not moved by the quiet and elegant decoration, but the red-haired boy surprised him slightly.

Red hair?

swirl?

Madara made a judgment in an instant.

"Is it open now?"

"Welcome, it's business hours now!"

The four eyes meet, Madara's eyes are calm and unwavering, but Zhenxiu's heart is surging.

Uchiha Madara!

Even if Zhenxiu doesn't watch hot-blooded anime much, he has heard of this person's name.

Madara didn't care about Zhenxiu's expression, and just sat down on his own.

"I'm hungry, let's serve."

Short words, without too much wordiness and politeness.

Perhaps because he was really hungry, or because he was attracted by the sign made by Hashirama, Madara just sat down.

From the looks of it, it seems that he really wants to taste the craft of real cultivation.

Zhenxiu also regained his composure at this time.

"Ding, inspire the task, conquer Uchiha Madara's taste buds, the task reward: dragon pattern pot (pot)."

Really cultivating a spirit, and there is another mission so soon?It's really flattering.

But if you want to conquer Uchiha Madara's taste buds, I'm afraid it's not that easy.

Even if he makes something delicious to him, he won't show much.

The corners of Zhenxiu's mouth curled up slightly, and he had already thought of a way.

"Okay! Wait a moment! The delicious food will be served immediately!"

He took off the black hair band around his wrist and tied it on his forehead.

"Hmph, if it's unpalatable, I'll tear down your signboard!"

Madara said coldly, the resentment condensed in his eyes made Zhenxiu feel a chill in his heart.

"This guy is so angry. Could it be that he just had a quarrel with Brother Zhujian? He also needs to tear down the signboard."

Zhenxiu secretly said in his heart, he was really a little nervous.

"Guest officer, don't worry, you are satisfied!"

Zhenxiu put his right hand under the long table, but it actually stretched into the system space.

"System, use the Depressed Ecstasy Rice Experience Card."

"Ding, successfully activated."

Taking out his right hand, a piece of plum head meat has been held by Zhenxiu.

The so-called plum head meat is the shoulder blade meat after deboning. The meat is delicate and has interstitial fat. It is the most suitable meat for making barbecued pork.

Putting the plum meat on the cutting board, Zhenxiu suddenly closed his eyes.

Madara frowned, and a strange emotion came from Zhenxiu at this time.

be deeply grieved!
Looking at Zhenxiu, Madara felt inexplicably sad.

The sorrow that had been suppressed just now was brought out again.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion? No, no, there is no chakra fluctuation."

Madara was surprised in his heart, and looked at Zhenxiu with a dignified gaze.

To be able to affect his emotions, there are really few people in this world who can do it.

Just when Madara was puzzled, Zhenxiu opened his eyes!

At this moment, those eyes are no longer the clarity of a young man, but sad like a middle-aged man.

Those who are dejected and ecstasy are the only ones who are different.

"Hand of Despondency!"

Zhenxiu let out a low cry, his right hand condensed into a claw, and frantically attacked the piece of plum meat.

One palm!
One punch!
Grab it!
Let it go!
Knead it!
Every time it collides, all the meridians in the flesh are smashed!
"What a strange physical technique."

Banner whispered in his heart.

After just a few seconds of beating, the plum head meat has changed drastically.

Zhenxiu didn't stop there, and took out the sauce that had been prepared with his left hand from somewhere and poured it into it.

With a pinch of the right hand, the sauce and the pounded plum meat were perfectly blended together.

The left hand exudes a slight warmth, and the sauce and plum meat seem to have been marinated for hours.

With a kick with his right foot, the two firewood jumped onto the chopping board, his hands made a mudra, and his right hand patted lightly, and the two firewood suddenly burst into flames.

"Very precise fire escape ninjutsu control."

Zhenxiu took out an iron skewer, put the processed plum head meat on it, and put it on the flame of one of the firewood to roast back and forth.

At the same time, he took out a casserole with his left hand, and rice and water had been placed in it unexpectedly.

Depressed and ecstatic, he moved his hands again, quickly turning them in the casserole to wash the rice grains.

Between turning and sprinkling, the rice grains have been processed.

Cover the casserole pot and place it over the second firewood.

Zhenxiu took a deep breath, blasted out with his left hand, and the flames exploded!

"Injecting fire attribute chakra into the flames out of thin air, making the flames bigger? For cooking? This..."

Madara felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

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