ninja master house

Time passed day by day, Hinata's journey to dominance was progressing in an orderly manner, and there were some minor changes in Konoha.

Movie banners were hung on telephone poles on both sides of many main roads, and movie posters were also posted at the entrances of many stores, which attracted great attention.

"Hey, are you going to release a new movie?"

"Crows?"

"It's not a ninja theme."

"This girl is so handsome."

Advertisements that can be seen everywhere make one thing clear to the villagers. The cinema will soon show a new movie called Hot-Blooded High School, starring a girl with white eyes.

Most of the villagers are looking forward to it. There are not many entertainment projects in the ninja world. Apart from watching TV programs at home and going to rallies, small games such as shooting balloons and catching goldfish, movies are definitely a very fashionable pastime.

Various movie posters were also posted at the entrance of Konoha Ninja School.

In the heavy rain, the girl had a cold face and was followed by a large group of subordinates. Her handsome appearance really made the students' eyes widen.

"So handsome!"

The eyes of the rookies who have not yet graduated are shining. Who doesn’t want to be the boss, followed by a group of younger brothers? Even Sasuke couldn’t help but take a few more glances when he passed by, thinking about going to see it when it was released.

"Hey, do you think the heroine looks like Hinata?"

"It's kind of like that."

"She also has white eyes. Could it be that she is Hinata's sister?"

The topics of conversation among the students are gradually moving closer to movies, especially in Hinata's class. The heroine always feels inexplicably familiar, but no one would have thought that the heroine is indeed Hinata.

Under the visual bombardment, everyone in Konoha remembered this incident, and even the Third Hokage heard about it.

Konoha is not that big. Before this, no store had ever promoted it so frantically, and the village had no idea of ​​selling advertising space.

This wave of operations can be said to have taken advantage of the loophole. The theater only spent a small cost and the new movie was promoted to everyone.

After a long wait of half a month, Wanshiwu finally welcomed a new customer, the manager of the ancestral egg soba restaurant, a bald middle-aged man in his 40s.

"So, you want to bring the stagnant shop back to life?"

Jiang Ye is very melancholy. The customer's shop is right opposite. He has been there once. There are not many flavors to choose from and the taste is quite ordinary. So ordinary that he doesn't want to go there a second time.

"My store has existed since the early days of Konoha and has been passed down for 60 years. It cannot be lost in my hands."

The buckwheat store manager drank a lot of wine, squinted his eyes, and shouted loudly: "You are the master house, so please think of a solution quickly!"

"Okay, Mr. Buckwheat."

Jiang Ye sighed. If possible, he didn't want to take on such a troublesome task. He always felt that it was thankless and there was not much money to be made.

However, Wanshiwu's duty is to help guests fulfill their wishes. As the boss, he cannot refuse the guest's request without reason.

Moreover, rich women like Hinata are in the minority after all.

Jiang Yeqiang cheered up and showed a professional smile: "Mr. Buckwheat, I have to understand the specific situation of your store before I can prescribe the right medicine. Do you think it's okay?"

"Hmph, come with me."

Soon, the two came to the ancestral egg soba restaurant across the street. The internal layout was not much different from the Ichiraku Ramen restaurant, but it looked very dirty and shabby.

The walls are gray, the tables and chairs are worn, and there are spider webs hanging above the corners.

Jiang Ye touched the dining table, and her fingers were immediately stained with oil. She couldn't help but said leisurely: "Mr. Buckwheat, how long has it been since your shop was cleaned?"

"Huh? I clean it every day!"

The manager of the buckwheat shop frowned, but in the face of Jiang Ye's serious gaze and the obvious evidence, he quickly lost his battle and said: "There hasn't been a single customer in the past week, even if I clean it, it's useless."

"I see."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, barely agreeing with the other party's reasons.

"So, what's the sign of this store?"

"The signature, of course, is eggs...it's egg and mustard noodles!"

"Okay, can you tell me, is there anything special about it?"

"Don't be scared after hearing this. Hey, the eggs used in egg soba noodles are all from the chickens I raised myself!"

"..."

Jiang Ye resisted the urge to lift the table and took a deep breath.

smile, smile!

"So, is there anything special about your chickens?"

"I take special care of them. When they are in a bad mood and cannot lay eggs, I will sing to them!"

The owner of Buckwheat was full of pride: "Since my grandfather's generation, my store has been doing this. All the chickens that lay eggs have grown up under the care of love!"

"..."

Green veins appeared on Jiang Ye's forehead. Uncle, if you have such free time, you might as well clean up the shop. Hey, should I make you the God of Chicken Raising?

"Does this store have any other features?"

"..."

The buckwheat boss was silent for a long time and shook his head slowly. He couldn't think of anything.

The room fell into silence, no one wanted to speak.

"boom!"

Smash your fist on the table!

"I know what to do!"

The manager of the Soba store was full of excitement and strong hatred: "This is all Ichiraku Ramen's fault. If it hadn't taken away customers, my store would not have faced closure!"

"..."

People in the same business are enemies, not to mention that the two restaurants are close to each other, and whether it is taste or service, Ichiraku Ramen is far superior to the ancestral egg soba restaurant.

Jiang Ye can testify in court!

"Hey!"

Being drunk and timid, Master Buckwheat asked in a low voice with a gloomy face: "Brother, you can take on all the tasks here, right?"

"you can say it this way."

Jiang Ye nodded silently, looking at the other person's appearance, and roughly guessed what the other person was thinking.

"Very good, then I want Ichiraku Ramen to close. This is my request!"

The manager of the Soba shop rubbed his hands and was extremely excited. In his opinion, as long as Ichiraku Ramen is closed down, his shop will return to its former glory!

Jiang Ye remained silent, calling in her heart.

"Small sorrow."

"Hey, I'm here."

"Can I say no?"

"In principle, no."

It was rare for Xiao Ai to give a serious explanation.

"The goal of Wanshiwu is to become a universal wishing machine. It is currently in the stage of collecting data, so no matter what kind of entrustment request it is, you, the boss, are obliged to help the guests fulfill their wishes."

"That's it."

Jiang Ye was speechless. It seemed that no matter how unreasonable or bad the request was, he would help the guests. Well, this time he was absolutely neutral.

"Xiao Ai, are there any exceptions?"

"When the client is unable to pay the remuneration or voluntarily gives up, the entrustment can be ended early and the remuneration does not need to be returned."

"Ok, I see."

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, looked at the bitter and resentful buckwheat store manager, and waved his hand!

"Isn't it just a small Ichiraku Ramen shop? Let's do it!"