I, the mastermind behind Naruto

Where the leaves are flying, four Yanyan rocks stand on the wall, as if they are watching the grand scene of Konoha Village at this time.

In the Hokage's office below, an old man was looking sadly at the envelope in his hand, which was sent by the Daimyo of the Land of Fire just now.

He was ordered to find out the issuer and source of the Ninja coins within this period of time.

Sarutobi Hiruzen also had a headache. Both sides had financial backers, and they were both equally untouchable.

Next, it is very likely that there will be a situation where you cannot have your cake and eat it too, and you will have to abandon one.

However, it was still difficult for Sarutobi Hiruzen to choose between the mysterious Uchiha Takashi on the one hand, and the great power of the daimyo on the other.

It would be terrible if someone gets angry and directly sends troops to wipe out everything. An army of one million elites will fight against an army of 10,000 ninjas in his strongest ninja village.

In fact, for the elite troops, everyone's saliva can overwhelm his ninja army. What should he do?

They are all regular samurai, their physical strength far exceeds that of ninjas, and they are all equipped with special armor to prevent ninjutsu.

On the other hand, if the sponsor of the Ninja Coin is abandoned, the village will return to its previous depressed environment.

After all, in the eyes of the nobles and ministers, the Ninja Village is just a member of the common people who can be exploited.

The risk level of the commission is not directly proportional to the resources obtained. I lick blood from the knife edge all day long, and when I return home, I can only see the depressed economic environment.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat comfortably on his newly purchased mahogany chair, which was also equipped with exquisite pure wool cushions.

Smoking a cigar bought online, every time when you are tired at work, you will be as happy as a fairy. Even if the price is not low, it is worth it.

The equipment in the entire office has been brand new, it is no longer the original broken wood.

I looked at the Ninja coin balance in my phone with satisfaction, opened the crystal ball, and saw that it was not the usual women's bathhouse.

It was the exchange rate on the screen in the currency exchange hall. A pair of old eyes stared at it, muttering: "Rising! Keep rising!"

On the other side, in a secret base hidden underground in Konoha, Danzo looked at the balance of ninja coins on his phone.

A root ninja in front of him was half-kneeling and reporting the currency exchange rate he saw.

This ninja is none other than Tenzo, Yamato, the future captain of Konoha's greening brigade.

Controlling a potted plant in the currency exchange hall, reporting the situation to Danzo all the time.

Danzo was extremely excited at this time, losing his usual gloom and cold-bloodedness.

He is now planning the future plans of Roots. With so much money, he wants to expand the size of Roots, at least double it!

On the streets of Konoha, many people are going on a shopping spree.

Suddenly making a lot of money, many people's usually suppressed poverty mentality was instantly eliminated.

A tall man with cherry blossom-shaped hair, dark red color, and wearing a black kimono was holding a woman and a girl.

Haruno Zhao: "You mother and daughter can buy whatever you want. I made a lot of money today. Speaking of which, I haven't bought you a gift for a long time."

Haruno Sakura: "Really? Dad! Can I buy that bow? That can cover my forehead. My peers around me laugh at my wide forehead."

Haruno Meabuki leaned down, caressed Haruno Sakura's little head and said: "Sakura will always be the most beautiful little princess in our family. The wide forehead and other things are just what others think, we don't care about them."

As soon as they entered the shopping street, the mother and daughter rushed into the battlefield non-stop as if they were fighting with blood.

Haruno Zhao sighed deeply, finally unable to understand a woman's heart. A bunch of women were crowded inside, and he did not dare to move.

Several men next to him patted his shoulders, expressing that they felt the same way, and looked at each other as if they had met fellow Taoists.

The most courageous among them was a short-haired, obese woman with red eyes and heavy lipstick, who used her physical advantage to win most of the excellent products.

"Mom Ino! Take this dress, it's a good thing."

"Okay, Choji's mom, I've caught it, eh? Meabuki, you're also shopping here. What a coincidence."

"Yeah, I brought my daughter here to buy things. That ninja coin is really good."

The three mothers chatted and grabbed the clothes in their hands.

The two boys sitting on the chairs next to them sighed helplessly.

"Shikamaru, do you think you really need to grab those things? Can't they just be worn? I really want to go eat barbecue quickly, but my mother keeps asking me to stay here until she finishes buying clothes before she can take me with her. Go eat, I don’t know what to expect!!”

"Choji, don't ask me this, it's really troublesome."

Shikamaru sat there in disbelief. He, who was originally extremely smart, saw the opportunity just like his father Shikaku.

I bought it before the initial exchange rate of ninja currency increased. I originally wanted to get the limited edition chess set.

In the end, his mother Nara Yoshino found out and confiscated everything, saying that she would buy him really useful things, namely those clothes.

But he doesn't understand this either. Women are really troublesome creatures. Isn't it enough to buy clothes that can be worn? Wouldn't it be nice to buy chess sets with the remaining money? His mother insisted on buying him brand-name, high-quality clothes.

Not far away, a pair of plastic sister flowers were tearing apart.

"Hey! Ino Boar, this is the bow I saw first, can't you look at something else first?"

"You are the one with a wide forehead. This bow was obviously the one I touched first. Why should the bow you saw first be yours?"

Under the influence of this incident, the residents of Ninja Village became rich, which was simply impossible in normal times.

Because the right to mint silver notes has always been controlled by the daimyo, the capital and palace of a great country can always maintain the highest living standards in the country.

Well, economic crisis, right? Print more money and life in the capital and palace will continue as usual.

The harm was transferred to surrounding cities, towns and villages, and large amounts of banknotes were transferred in, causing currency devaluation.

To put it simply, it is to transfer the consequences of the decline in living standards nationwide to disadvantaged groups such as villages and towns.