Naruto: Start by eating the golden fruit.

Tsunade was carrying a schoolbag, and a pale and slovenly little kid was following her.

"Tsunade, are you practicing secretly?!" The messy-haired kid asked directly, "I heard that your grandfather was the first Hokage. Is he really powerful?"

The pale man on the side looked at his two companions calmly: "Let's separate here, I want to go back."

"Hey? Orochimaru, are you going back? But aren't your parents at home?" the sloppy little kid shouted to the pale boy.

"I can go home alone." Orochimaru, Ang... It should be Xiaoshemaru now. Xiaoshemaru said calmly, then turned around and prepared to leave...

Then there was a "pop" sound and he bumped into someone.

"Hmm... it hurts, uh, okay, it doesn't hurt..." Yuya rubbed his head and looked at the child who fell to the ground after being hit by him, and quickly stretched out his hand:

"Sorry, are you okay kid?"

Kouchimaru was just about to reach out and grab Yuya's hand, but when he heard Yuya's words, he took it back. He got up from the ground and said to Yuya: "You look a few years older than me. You can't call me that."

Yuya blinked, looked at the child in front of him, and then looked at the little girl on his body, and suddenly showed a smile: "Yo, Tsunade."

Seeing Yuya's face turn dark, little Tsunade turned her face away and snorted coldly.

The angry white-haired kid on the side rolled his eyes, pointed at Yuya and shouted loudly: "Hey! What did you do to Tsunade?! Do you know that she is the granddaughter of the first Hokage of Konoha Village! She is the princess of Konoha Village!"

The smile on Youya's greeting face suddenly faded.

And Tsunade stepped on the white-haired kid's feet: "Jiraiya! How many times have I told you! Don't call me that!"

Jiraiya suddenly started wailing.

Youya raised his eyebrows and looked at the three little ones again.

Okay, Huang, Bet, and Du just got together.

Wow, it turns out that these three little ones have reached the age of going to school.

Well, I feel like time flies by so fast. In my impression, Tsunade was learning how to gamble with Senju Hashirama a few days ago...

Yuya sighed, suppressed his smile, looked at Tsunade and lectured: "Tsunade, it's better not to be so rude to your classmates."

Tsunade looked at Yuya, puffed up her mouth angrily, said, "Don't worry about it!" and prepared to run away.

However, Yu Ya directly grabbed him with one hand.

"What a disobedient child."

Yuya sighed, then looked at little Jiraiya and Orochimaru: "Two classmates, my Tsunade seems to have caused some trouble to you two. I'm sorry, how about I treat you two to a big meal to express my apology? "

Little Jiraiya: "Big dinner? What big dinner?"

Orochimaru: "No, thank you, I'm ready to go home."

Yuya chuckled and said in a low voice: "The recently opened barbecue restaurant in Konoha sells a high-quality Snow Mountain Wagyu beef every day. It is imported from the Land of Frost."

Little Jiraiya suddenly froze.

Kouchimaru also stopped.

In addition to controlling public opinion and letting Konoha villagers pass their time, the Ninja Newspaper founded by Yu Ya also has an important function: advertising.

At least the newly opened barbecue restaurant reaped the dividends of the first wave of advertising.

"Big brother, are you really rich? I heard that that store is super expensive!" Little Jiraiya's attitude changed instantly.

There is a saying that goes well: take advantage of the situation first and be respectful later. It makes people laugh when they think about it.

Tsunade, whose head was pressed by Yuya, said angrily: "He must be rich, he is too rich."

As she said that, she looked at You Ya with dead fish eyes: "You just never gave me any money."

Yuya grinned and rubbed Tsunade's head angrily: "You little girl! Do you think I don't know what you want to do with the money?!"

Tsunade was furious: "You are obviously only six years older than me! Why do you call me little girl?"

Yuya ignored Tsunade's anger and continued to rub the dog's head angrily, then looked at Kouchimaru: "What about you kid? Are you going? I'm treating you."

Kouchimaru hesitated, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "No, I'd better go back first..."

As a result, little Jiraiya blocked his mouth mid-sentence, and then little Jiraiya shouted: "Let's go, let's go! Let's eat barbecue together!"

So, half an hour later, in a barbecue restaurant with an all-wood restaurant-style decoration that was different from traditional concrete, Youya and Sanxiao ordered a large bowl full of beef slices.

However, compared to the three little ones who were eating happily, Youya did not move his chopsticks, but instead wrote names one by one in his notebook.

"Brother! Don't you want to eat?" When it comes to beating snakes with sticks, little Jirai knows best.

I know that as long as I recognize this big brother, barbecue will definitely be indispensable in the future.

So he knelt down decisively.

Yuya laughed and shook his head, looked at Jiraiya and said, "You call me big brother, do you want me to treat you to barbecue every day from now on?"

Little Jiraiya immediately smiled sheepishly: "Oh, once a day is such a waste, just once a week is enough, hahaha~"

Tsunade rolled her eyes, not bothering to pay attention to this idiot, and just put the meat in more quickly.

She didn't care about this bastard Yu Ya's pocket wallet, it was best if she could empty it out.

Orochimaru ate the most elegantly and slowly, feeling that if Yuya hadn't had enough portion, his portion would have been eaten by little Jiraiya and Tsunade.

Youya smiled and put the notebook in his pocket: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult to do it once a week. I've been busy lately."

Tsunade looked at Yuya and suddenly sneered: "What's going on? We are asked to donate money and materials again, but the people in the big houses in the village didn't donate anything?"

Only then did Youya understand why this little girl was dissatisfied with him.

Yuya said to Tsunade with a smile on his face: "Why do you think so, Tsunade? Those people who live in big houses, why do they donate?"

Tsunade slammed the table angrily: "Shouldn't they! Should we be allowed to donate?! My mother donated all her savings, bedding, and new clothes! My aunt next door! The uncle across the door! They all donated Money and materials were donated! But those who live in big houses did not!”

Yuya raised his eyebrows. Fortunately, Tsunade was still a little girl, otherwise the table would have been gone.

Well, this girl should be mature when she grows up.

Little Jiraiya was about to pick up the meat, but was so frightened by Tsunade that he stopped moving.

Youya was not angry, but instead apologized to the guests at other tables: "I'm sorry, my sister is not sensible and scared everyone."

Youya himself was not very young, and he took the initiative to apologize, so naturally no one continued to pay attention to this.

Yuya looked at Tsunade with relief: "I'm very happy that you can see this.

But something...

Tsunade, please don't get involved.

There is that time...

It's better to eat more meat, it's almost burnt. "

Yuya said, giving a piece of meat to little Tsunade.

Little Tsunade puffed out her cheeks, and in the end she could only sit down angrily and eat meat in a depressed manner.

Yuya saw that Tsunade and Jiraiya had almost eaten, and immediately smiled: "You have almost eaten."

Little Tsunade snorted: "What, you're not going to pay?"

Youya smiled evilly: "That's not a big deal, but...when you finish eating, it's my turn."

With that said, Youya got up and went to the front desk, got a condiment bowl, added chili, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, sesame oil and other seasonings, and then returned to his seat.

Pick up a piece of grilled meat, dip it in the bowl with condiments, and pop it into your mouth, eh~

Bar is very suitable.

On the side, little Jiraiya and little Tsunade touched their round bellies and looked at Yuya eating with his mouth full of oil and the fragrant dipping sauce. A feeling of grievance surged into their hearts...

It's really too much...