[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

A ninja's day begins with forcing himself to wake up.

Quan Nai opened her eyes, took a second to confirm her location and the task she was performing, took a deep breath, sat up straight, held her upper body up with one hand, jumped to the side and squatted down, taking the hot breath. The bedding was rolled up to the wall.

After standing up, he took off two faded old hairbands from his wrists, which seemed to still have the touch of two pairs of small hands.Quan Na stared at them for a while, then raised his hand to tie the braids carefully.

When he put on his inner armor, picked up his sword and walked out of the house, the door on the opposite side of the corridor opened. The white hair of the Senju family tied the haori belt with one hand and closed the paper door with the other hand.

They only exchanged a glance and left in opposite directions.Although the final destination of both of them is to be with the daimyo, it is unbearable for people who cannot agree on peace to travel together for even half a quarter of an hour - only on this point, the two have reached an agreement for the only time in more than a month.

Izuna has too many reasons to hate Senju Tobirama: Senju Tobirama's water escape restrains Izuna's fire escape; both of their swordsmanship are fast, but Senju Tobirama is faster than Izuna ; Senju Tobirama strictly abides by all the systems he considers reasonable and requires others to obey, while Izuna prefers to be casual and free. Nothing is a problem except violating principles...

For the sake of the daimyo, for the friendship between her brother and the Senju mushroom head, and for the sake of the ninja clan's desire to live in harmony, Izuna would rather avoid all unnecessary contact.But today, he had to remind the Thousand Hands: "Hey, His Highness is going on a trip today."

He pulled down the collar of his robe: "How can you protect His Highness from swords and arrows if you don't wear armor?"

Senju Tobirama glanced at him in surprise, then untied the newly tied haori, revealing a piece of dark red soft armor: "I'm wearing it."

...Tch, Uchiha Izuna, are you confused?Why are you nosy?Quan Nai hated herself a minute ago, turned around and left with a sullen face.

"...Hey!" Qianju Baimao tried to stop him from behind, but Quan Nai quickened his pace instead.

Just kidding, he didn't want to hear the guy thank him for this matter in a formal manner, he would be so disgusted that he couldn't eat breakfast.

Izuna met Hyuga Masanori on the roof. As a junior, Izuna saluted him first, and the latter nodded in return.Since the daimyo gave the order "You are both good at pupil arts, it is better to communicate more", the two parties have started a kind of ordinary communication "it is not polite to come and go", both sides are very interested in this kind of "we don't need to be familiar with each other, we just need to be able to cooperate" "The communication state is well adapted to. Not everyone can accept Senju's familiar style of babbling.

I don’t know why my brother was dragged onto the pirate ship by Senju Hashirama.

But speaking of pirate ships...

"Brother Quan Nai!" A childish voice shouted.

Quan Nai sighed, and twirled the words of rejection in his mouth several times. In the end, he couldn't say it out. He just raised a finger in front of his mouth: "Zhuangma, keep your voice down! Don't disturb His Highness!"

Akimichi Zhuangma hurriedly covered his mouth and nodded nervously: "Brother Izuna is right!"

Izuna helplessly looked at this child who was only one year younger than herself, wondering how he could grow up to be such a simple and unpretentious person as a ninja.Wouldn’t the elders of his clan teach him the dangers of the human heart?I heard that he had been on the battlefield several times, so why didn't he learn any vigilance?

"Brother Izuna, do you know what His Highness is taking us to do today? Are you doing something good or something bad?" Ever since Akimichi Souma was threatened by the Daimyo's mother that day, he has become more and more aware that these high-ranking people are unfathomable. Fortunately, there are still people with flexible minds. Nara Shikaji and the others were able to guess their thoughts accurately.

"Be careful what you say!" Thousands of White Hairs glanced at him, his eyes particularly stern.

Quan Nai immediately counterattacked: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Brother Shikaji gave the strong horse to the two of us before his shift. Of course I have the responsibility to remind him what to say and what not to say." Senju Baimao narrowed his eyes.

Shanzhong Shuangye was on the side to smooth things over: "Hey, hey, let's calm down, don't hurt the harmony."

"It's because you are so out of touch that Shikaji-nii asked us." The two of them unanimously pointed the finger at him.

Shanzhong Shuangye showed a stabbed expression and slowly lay on the ground in slow motion: "Sad husband Shuangye! A loyal heart! He is the enemy of everyone!"

"You've been doing well in reading these past few days, and you're good at writing." Dai Ming strode down the stairs wearing a simple horse hakama, smiling and extending his hand towards the frosty leaves in the mountains.

Under the gaze of all the surnames, ninjas, and maids, Shanzhong Shuangye dared to grab that hand. He stood up like a carp and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness! Thank you for Your Highness's teaching!"

Izuna rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and saw her brother's eyes twitching. Hyuga Masanori also rolled his eyes slightly.

The name is admirable and the ground does not change color: "Glib-tongued. Let's go. After the morning meal, follow me to the stable to choose a horse."

"Yes!" Everyone became excited.

Izuna felt a little excited when she thought of the daimyo's horse riding on dark clouds and snow.The Ninja clan did not have the funds or space to raise horses. He only occasionally rode them twice here with the Daimyo. Although he did not run particularly fast, he could never forget the strange feeling of riding on the wind.

"I'll give you an illustrated book of your real name, Ma, during the Chinese New Year this year." My brother came over and rubbed Quan Nai's hair.

Quan Nai moved his hand away dissatisfied: "Don't press my head, brother! I'm not a child anymore!"

"Ah, that's great - Tobirama, come here and let me rub it too!" Senju Mushroom-head looked at this scene with his face in his hands, then turned around and pounced on Senju Baimao.

"If you get mad, please see Dr. Saionji immediately and don't infect His Highness's horse." Qianju Baimao punched his brother in the stomach.

Okay, camera teacher, please turn the camera towards me.

Throughout the first month and February, I was delayed in the city by my illness and studies. I was a "lady" for a long time and could only vent my anger through development plans every day.At the beginning of March, I persuaded Sakahara through correspondence debates, Yamagata through literary debates, my mother by playing the family card, and I persuaded all the martial arts teachers to convince Dr. Saionji... Finally, I got permission and led a group of people. Started my plan to patrol the territory.

The spring scenery is bright, the wind is calm and the sun is warm, and there is a steady flow of cars and horses in the town below Saga Castle.Along the river that surrounds the city, there are willow trees, green waves and clear waves, and ships are constantly coming and going.On the pier, there are merchants from the north directing their men to unload the goods, the peasants with long legs are walking quickly carrying cargo packages larger than their own torsos, there are fishmongers bargaining with buyers, and there are dormitory boys who are shouting and soliciting customers.

"Let's take a look inside the town." I gently pinched Matsuyukimaru's belly.

At this time, most of the private houses were of wooden structure, and the townhouses were relatively low and narrow, and were crowded together along the dirt roads.I was riding Matsuyuki Maru almost as high as a story. When I got close to the house to look at the merchandise, I was often poked in the head by the eaves, so I was forced to dismount and walk.

People around us didn't dare to approach us warriors riding tall horses, and staying three meters away from us was not enough.When the shopkeeper heard that a group of well-dressed young men from the Wu family had arrived, he ran out quickly with his wooden clogs in hand, bowed to us with an attentive smile reserved for big customers: "What a rare visitor! Welcome!"

"Go in and talk, I won't disturb your business." I handed the reins to Toramaru and motioned to the shopkeeper to lead the way.

Through the sunlight, he saw the Muto lion pattern on my sword, and his grin widened: "Oh my! Your distinguished guest makes the shop brighter! Please come in!"

I walked into the room with him with a smile, and was invited to sit in the chair by him. In fact, I was beating a drum in my heart.Now I can say that I don’t know anything about the economic development of the world, not to mention the GDP of the territory, the economic structure of the territory, the development prospects of various industries... I don’t even understand the most basic price situation. When I was growing up, I didn’t have many opportunities to trade with the currency of this era, which made my already poor economic acumen even worse.

"What do you want to know? The villain must know everything and tell me everything!" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands.

I glanced around: "Tell me about the most in-demand goods here."

"Our fertile plain is rich in products, which are unmatched by the surrounding countries. Just talking about our special products, there are eels, tangerines, tea, acacia, dieffenbachia... there are so many kinds." When it comes to business, The shopkeeper was eloquent and gushing.

"The small shop mainly deals with Qian's business, and the shop across the street mainly deals with tea. But if you have other needs, we will try our best to meet them." He stretched out two fingers and rubbed them together.

"Akane?" Qiancao?

The shopkeeper proudly patted his chest: "It can be used to dye gorgeous fabrics. The Akane on Xiaoren's hands are all top quality. There are several Wufu shops in Kyoto that order them from Xiaoren. Even the sisters of the Shogun wear them. There are clothes made from the villain’s dye.”

He was able to cross Sakai Town to supply goods to Kyoto, so he was indeed one of the more successful businessmen. "What's the price of this jar of Akane now?"

I looked at his face and added, "I'm not asking you to lower the price for me."

"Usually they sell for eight guan," he gritted his teeth, "but your highness, you can just pay six guan."

I guess his purchase price will not exceed Sanguan.However, I had no intention of buying anything in the first place, so naturally I would not expose his background. "Sell it to Kyoto, how much can you sell?"

"Usually twelve guan, sometimes even [-] or [-] guan."

I smiled: "Shopkeeper, business is booming."

But the middle-aged man replied to me with a grimace: "To tell you the truth, sometimes even if you sell it for a high price of fourteen pieces, you will still lose money."

"How could it be?" Although the ninjas and the other surnamed people often dealt with businessmen, they had no serious business experience, so they found it incredible after hearing this.

Ranmaru glanced at him coldly: "Don't try to deceive us!"

"No, no! How dare you, a villain!" The shopkeeper glanced at the knives on everyone's waist, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "You see, it costs money to hire ships and laborers to transport goods, and it costs money to hire ninjas and samurai guards. Team members have to spend money to buy chewing wraps, and they also need to spend money to complete the various large and small checkpoints along the way..."

"What level?" I only know that I haven't set it.

The shopkeeper looked at me carefully: "Bandits, bandits, ninja ronin, and some samurai..."

"Ninja?" Hashirama and Madara asked in unison.

"Yes, sometimes the ninjas we hire will lure us to their stronghold and devour our goods."

The ninjas present frowned, and Ranmaru and Canan looked at each other.

But I think the third item mentioned by the shopkeeper is the main reason. It is too convenient for local snakes to exploit passing business travelers.Countless merchants who had spent half their lives working for profit had their bones chewed to pieces by lords at all levels. The scraps fed the private soldiers' appetites more and more, and eventually they became wolves blocking the way.

"I probably understand." After looking through the product list in the store, I stood up and left.

While we were discussing business, most of the young ninjas curiously observed the bottles and cans in the store.Hinata Masanori and Nara Shikaji didn't have much life experience at first glance. The former seemed to be living in a different world, while the latter didn't care at all about food, rice, oil and salt. Madara and Hashirama were between them.Not to mention the foodie Akimichi Souma, Tobirama and Izuna are surprisingly very knowledgeable in housework. They are explaining the items in his hands to Yamanaka Shimoha: "That's koji, cultured from steamed rice." , can be used as raw material for soy sauce and miso.”

You can also make wine, which is what Chinese calls "jiuqu".I looked away and said to the shopkeeper, "I'm sorry, I have to go out today and it's not convenient to get the shopping."

"What the hell! You walk slowly, you come here often." The shopkeeper didn't feel dissatisfied, he smiled happily.He knew that if I didn't want to give him business, I wouldn't ask such detailed questions.

The expressions of the ninjas and the minors were a little strange. They had never seen such a polite daimyo to a businessman.The class division of scholars, farmers, industry and merchants has been established since the Kamakura period. Although due to the development of commerce, the needs of war and social changes, merchants were not considered a humble industry at this time, but their status was still lower than that of the samurai class.As the top part of the samurai pyramid, the daimyo really didn't need to spend so much energy on dealing with businessmen, and he even went to the seats to ask them questions.

So they all agreed that I just got playful after being trapped for too long.

I saw that their brain circuits were rounded together, and I didn't want to explain to them the reason for the time being.

"Would you like to sit at another restaurant?" Ranmaru asked me.He came around the corner with Toramaru who was in charge of watching the horses. In just a short distance, he had a windmill spinning in his hand, a sachet stuffed into his waist, and several girls standing beside him. Staring at him and talking, he chuckled.

This kid is really lucky.

But soon I also saw the fighting power of older girls and younger girls.When we came out of the seats, it was the end of the Chen period. The majority of the people had finished their breakfast and went out to work. The number of people on the street was more than double that when we first arrived.When all the young women on the street noticed our group, their eyes gleamed like they were showing off, and they stared at the young men in the team who were cool and handsome, sunny and energetic, or clever and cute... Over and over again, until the ninjas who were accustomed to sneaking were at a loss.

No matter what era, handsome boys will always have an audience.

I smiled and declined the flowers offered by a girl, then turned to tell the other members of my group: "Let's go to Miwu."