Naruto: Falling from the sky into Hashirama's arms

Three months have passed unknowingly, and the hottest month of the year is almost over.

The first batch of refined salt has come out.

Senju Matsuma was a ninja who was injured in the war. He injured his leg while fighting the Uchiha clan. Because he did not receive timely treatment, his leg became lame and he could no longer go to the battlefield.

When he knew that he could never go to the battlefield again, he became disheartened.

This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a ninja. After all, it means that he has lost most of his combat capabilities. For him, the days ahead are doomed.

He became a burden to the Senju clan.

He can't leave.

His father passed away, and his mother went to the battlefield to avenge his father. He still remembered that it was winter. It was almost spring, but his mother was left in that cold winter forever.

In the same year, his wife also died of complications during childbirth.

Fortunately, the child stayed to accompany him.

This child is his only attachment to the world.

But he could no longer go to the battlefield, and even the selection of missions and commissions became rare. Although the tribe would support them, it was just to keep them alive.

Sometimes he felt that the world was just like this. His children might have the same life as him, or might be luckier than him, but the best ending would be to die in a battle.

Whenever he thought of this time, he always felt like he was back in that cold winter.

I will never wait for the eve of early spring.

It is a kind of spiritual despair.

Life had to go on, and he raised the child with all the bumps and bruises. Life was hard for both civilians and ninjas in that era, and they just had to get through the days.

No matter what era it is, there are always people living in this difficult way.

But three months ago, the tribe suddenly announced that a large number of people were needed to complete a new task, which was the refining of refined salt. Because it did not require fighting, the people they were recruiting this time were people like themselves who could no longer go to the battlefield for some reason.

At that moment, Senju Matsuma felt a complicated emotion rising in his heart, but in the end he just touched his face, turned around and walked forward to sign up.

He didn't know what this task would bring him, he only knew that he could finally continue to do practical things for the tribe, and his children could live more easily.

After working for a while, he was shocked by the refined salt that came out of his hands. The white salt looked like clouds in the sky.

There was not the slightest bitterness, and other varieties were even introduced one after another, such as rose salt, pepper salt, etc., which dazzled him.

In the production of refined salt, each of them is only responsible for one project, and then they keep repeating the operation. I heard from Lord Lin Sang that it is called an assembly line.

This word feels very novel, but Senju Matsuma thinks it is very appropriate.

Working here, one gets one day off for every six days of work, and the salary is paid monthly, which is about 500 wen a month. Although it does not seem like a lot of money for a ninja, it is probably just the money for a few tasks, but the income is stable enough for him, and he does not have to worry about his family.

Life at home has improved and is no longer as dull as before.

Before he stepped into the house, he heard a series of footsteps. A relaxed smile unconsciously appeared on Senju Matsuma's face. He opened his arms and steadily caught the little man who was flying towards him.

"Father--"

"Haruya."

At night, Senju Matsuma was lying on the bed. It was late and time to go to sleep.

To be honest, Senju Matsuma likes his current life very much. Although only three months have passed, he feels that the memories of going to the battlefield are like his previous life. This kind of life is very secure.

He knew that as a ninja, he shouldn't have such thoughts of seeking stability. In fact, he didn't have such thoughts. If he could still go to the battlefield, he would definitely go. He just felt that such a life made him feel very relaxed.

There is no need to constantly ponder and review in your mind how to kill the enemy efficiently and labor-savingly, how to make the enemy only have one breath left, what ninjutsu to use on the battlefield, how to avoid injury or death as much as possible, etc. These kinds of thoughts will constantly linger in your mind and will not dissipate for a long time.

Just a string stretched thin.

After being injured and no longer able to fight on the battlefield, he became completely confused and didn't know what else he could do.

He thought about leaving this world completely, but——

What should Haruya do?

Fortunately, I got through it.

He believed that he could make Haruya live a better life this winter, and they would wait together for the coming of a new round of early spring.

Together they will move towards a better year. Thinking of this, his heart was filled with gratitude towards Lin Sang and the clan leader's family.

With this experience, the tribe had money to buy better weapons and protective gear, better medicinal materials, and the wounded could receive better treatment, which meant that the casualties of the Senju tribe could be relatively reduced.

That’s great, there may be one less person in the tribe who has experienced the same thing as him.

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Recently, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire obtained a unique treasure in the world, that is, snow-white, flawless, and fine salt as fine as sand!

It is said that it is made through many processes, which are complicated and time-consuming. There is not only snowflake salt, but also rose salt, seasoning salt and so on.

Some people were skeptical at first, but when they saw the refined salt with their own eyes, they believed it, not to mention there was a jar containing the refined salt!

It is transparent and clear, allowing people to clearly see the refined salt in the jar!

What is this? !

Everyone present felt crazy.

Even the Senju clan still sells refined salt in a special shop, but it is indeed for the common people, and the price is indeed much lower. At first, many nobles were unhappy. After all, they not only sold the things they used to the common people, but also used such a huge difference in price, which was definitely a sore spot for those nobles.

But the explanation was soon given.

The salt sold to the nobles is refined salt that has gone through layers of processes and grinding to remove impurities. It is 100% certain that there is no impurity at all. However, the salt sold to the common people is only snow-white flake salt. It is not like the fine sand sold to the nobles, but has relatively larger particles. It is said that it has only undergone preliminary filtration, and cannot be 100% guaranteed to be free of impurities.

There is no packaging, so you need to bring your own bag.

As a result, once the refined salt of the Senju clan came out, it caused a sensation throughout the Fire Country, and everyone went crazy for it.

The salt shop of the Senju clan was often crowded. The newly replenished salt was often snatched up by the crowd after a short time. The shop clerks had to be replaced by battle-hardened ninjas, otherwise they would not be able to keep up.