Konoha: Madara's image is completely ruined

"..."

It was a bit embarrassing for Madara to have an own quarrel for the first time.Madara really doesn't understand anything, ninjas really only know how to accept missions, do missions, kill people, and be killed...

Midsummer in the Land of Fire is really hot, and Madara took off the specially made black cloak that Yu Zhen made him wear, revealing the forehead guard representing Konoha.

"So you are a ninja from Konoha... If only my son could extract chakra, then he could live in Konoha..."

This uncle...or should not be called uncle, although he looks very old-fashioned, but his age is not much older than Ban.It's just that without the nourishment of Chakra, and often working hard, it looks older.

"Konoha welcomes everyone to settle here, not necessarily a ninja, don't you know?" Madara explained.

"Hey! How would I know? All these things about Konoha were told by businessmen... We have no money, and we don't know ninjutsu. Maybe we starved to death on the way before Konoha or were killed by wild animals. Bite to death... Recently, daimyo has received more profits, so Ninja-sama, do you buy potatoes?"

"..."

Madara really doesn't know how to cook - if they really fight, they must have no time to eat, and rely on chakra to maintain their lives.When there is time, it is natural that the Hui people are waiting to eat ready-made ones.

But Madara didn't want to disappoint the expectant eyes: "I'll buy it! I'll pay a little more, can you make it for me!"

Madara took out a wad of money.

"Of course, these...there are really too many, as long as half of them are fine!"

"It's okay! These are nothing to me!"

It's just a C-level task...

"That's why I took advantage of the adults!"

The man deftly wrapped up the few remaining potatoes and peppers in Ban. With all this money, what else would he sell!Greeting this "uncle" well is what should be done now.

The man led the way, and the two walked through a dry field to his home.

"Dad, why did you come back so early today? I haven't made lunch yet... Is there a guest? Good afternoon, my lord!"

The five or six-year-old boy was not afraid of strangers, so he greeted Madara.

"Ichiraku, this kind-hearted ninja has packed all my vegetables, so dad can come back early! Are you happy?" The middle-aged man smiled, meeting such a kind-hearted ninja. Really good luck.

"But Dad...there is no noodles at home, how about I can make delicious ramen for the guests..."

"It's okay... I'll go to the neighbor's house to buy some! Yile, please treat this adult well at home!"

"Good dad!"

"Yi Le? Can you still make ramen? Could it be him, I really want to eat it, what should I do..." Yu Zhen, who was watching the excitement in Madara's sea of ​​consciousness, heard a familiar name.But Madara obviously has no intention of giving his body to him now.It's useless for Yu Zhen, who wants to come out and try Yile Ramen, to be anxious in Madara's sea of ​​consciousness...

"Madara is Madara, and the people you meet when you buy something casually are all celebrities... A little further on is the target spot, Madara will definitely give me my body, and I will come back and eat it again!"

Yu Zhen had an idea, and no longer struggled with it, just went on watching the "live broadcast".

"Uncle, are you a ninja?" Xiao Yile asked curiously.

"Yes!"

Madara looked at the child in front of him who was proficient in adding firewood and boiling water to entertain guests, and thought of himself in the past...

When Madara was his age, he never let go of the shuriken in his hand. Although he and Yile did different things, they were both struggling in this world...

"Please drink water!"

When Madara took the pottery bowl, Chakra wrapped the child's wrist. Unfortunately, this child did not have the talent to become a ninja.

"Uncle, the ninjas must do whatever they want. The daimyo-sama will give you a lot of money every day, right?"

The boy's eyes are innocent but shrewd...

"Why do you think so? Ninjas can only get money if they complete tasks! We don't just do whatever we want..."

"It would be great if you could do whatever you want!" Madara thought to himself.

Even Madara, who is now at the pinnacle of the ninja world, can't do whatever he wants...

"Of course the envoys of the daimyo said it when they came to collect the profit! They said that the ninjas are here to protect us, so we need to give them money, otherwise people from other villages or robbers will kill us all . . . terrible!"

"This..." But we didn't receive anything!Madara really wanted to say that, but he didn't think it was necessary to tell a child about such things, even if the child looked precocious...

Madara frowned, unable to understand how daimyo treated Konoha harshly while relying on Konoha.What's more, I can't understand why they don't resist the daimyo, let them take the money?

Madara knows that civilians don't think highly of ninjas, even if they respect them, they are only afraid of their force.And the ninjas naturally don't care about their business, unless someone in their family successfully extracted chakra... But now it seems that they have something in common...

"Noodles are back!"

Yile's father came back with less than half a bag of noodles. These spared meals are enough for them to eat for a while, and they can live to wait for the next rainy season...

"Yile, you make potato ramen! I'll help you make the fire. Ninja-sama, you don't know that my son is really talented in cooking! It's just that there are no good ingredients now, so I can only wrong you!"

"It's okay... It's good to have something to eat, and it's okay if I don't eat for a few days when I'm doing the task!"

Madara is very picky about food, but only when conditions permit.

Soon, a bowl of "Yi Le Ramen" was served in front of Madara. The noodles were not the snow-white noodles that Madara usually eats. It's not great - but it's the best thing a Le Family can offer.

Madara picks up some ramen and tastes it - it's surprisingly delicious!I believe that Hashirama... the Senju clan will like it: "It's delicious! If you go to Konoha and settle down, you can survive by making this ramen, and the business will definitely be very good!"

"It's good if you like to eat! Otherwise, I'd be really embarrassed to charge you so much money... We also want to go to Konoha, but we don't have a house or money over there, so we can't survive..."

The middle-aged man said while adding firewood.

Madara wanted to say that Hashirama could use wood to build a house, but after thinking about it, no one would cherish what was given away for nothing.Even the houses of the Thousand Hands Clan were built brick by brick.

"Your place... looks very peaceful!"

Madara doesn't understand why they are not doing well even with peace.

"Peace?!"