Naruto: The man is in the Senju, but the Sharingan

After Senju Jingchuan gave them the potatoes, those Senju people looked like they had lost their souls. They were surprised and happy at turns. They held the round potatoes in their hands like treasures, and then left with satisfaction.

After they all left, Senju Kagawa "inspected" his potato fields, corn fields, sweet potato fields and rice fields.

Seeing that the crops were growing well, he nodded with satisfaction.

However, due to the limited scope of application of healing magic, he was unable to use it on large quantities of crops.

But seeing that the crops were growing well, Senju Jingchuan felt relieved.

In the evening, several people from the Thousand-Handed Buddha came back very early.

I don’t know if it’s because of his good performance, but Senju Fujian looked very happy. He even pulled Senju Jingchuan aside for a chat, which was very rare.

As for the sticky points that were offered to him, Qianshou Jingchuan naturally accepted them all. He naturally started chatting along the topic given by Qianshou Fujian, and then inadvertently sat close to Qianshou Fujian, almost leaning his whole body on Qianshou Fujian, and successfully got a lot of sticky points.

As Senju Butsuma was usually busy with work, and he was usually strict with Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama, the two children were not very close to Senju Butsuma.

No, it’s not that they are not close, but rather that as Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju grew up, they naturally understood more things and could not be as close to their father as real children.

What's more, Hashirama Senju and Bhusuma Senju had originally had different ideas, and the most that remained between the two was some blood-related father-son relationship, but there was really no way they had much in common spiritually.

Senju Tobirama was not the type of person who liked to act like a spoiled brat, and he always showed more respect than admiration for Senju Furuma.

The two brothers Senju Itama and Senju Watama left early...

Therefore, after all the calculations, Senju Fujian can only get a little father-son affection from his youngest son Senju Jingchuan. I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate...

Senju Jingchuan and Senju Fujian were both having a great time chatting, one because he had gained a lot of sticky points and didn't want to stop, and the other because he felt the affection between father and son for the first time in a long time, so he didn't want to stop the topic either.

It was not until Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju could no longer bear the hunger that Kagamikawa Senju remembered that he had not yet shown them his results of the day.

Soon, Senju Jingchuan prepared today's dinner - a potato feast.

There are fried potatoes, fried potatoes, steamed mashed potatoes, potato stewed with chicken soup...

When a piece of golden potato was served, the people in Thousand-Handed Buddha Hall were a little confused because they had never seen a potato before.

However, when they smelled the fragrant potato aroma in the air, they couldn't help but feel hungry and almost drooled.

Senju Kagawa sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Ah...it’s so delicious!

Senju Kagamikawa's potato brain started to work - after all, he hadn't eaten such delicious potatoes for five years.

However, after taking a few bites, Senju Jingchuan discovered that the others had no intention of picking up their chopsticks.

The people in the Thousand-Handed Buddha Room just sat there doing nothing, even though they were drooling with greed.

"Huh? Why aren't you eating?" Senju Kagamikawa couldn't help but ask when he saw the confusing scene in front of him. It was clearly Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama who said they were hungry before, but now they were the ones who didn't pick up their chopsticks.

"Xiao Jingchuan, what kind of dish is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Finally, it was Senju Hashirama who broke the silence in the room and asked the first question.

He swallowed and stared at the plate of fried potatoes closest to him, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets and stick to the fried potatoes.

After hearing this, Senju Jingchuan suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that they didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks because they had never seen potatoes before.

Qianshou Jingchuan couldn't help but laugh. Could it be that these three grown men really didn't trust their son/brother? Would Qianshou Jingchuan even cook inedible things for them to eat?

Thinking of this, Qianshou Jingchuan finally explained to them:

"This is potato, a high-yield crop..."

Senju Jingchuan introduced this grain to them while eating potatoes, talking about it in great detail and also listing 108 ways to cook potatoes.

Looking at Senju Kagawa who was enjoying the delicious food and looking intoxicated, Senju Hashirama and others finally couldn't help it. While listening to Senju Kagawa say "potatoes", they started to snatch the food from him.

After a while, Thousand-Handed Buddha also joined the "battlefield" and started snatching potatoes with the three brothers.

The moment the potato entered his mouth, the black eyes of the Thousand-Armed Buddha lit up - the potato was crispy and fried to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it was absolutely delicious.

The few of them quickly finished several large plates of potatoes. The three brothers lay down on the chairs, holding their stomachs. Even Senju Tobirama couldn't help but burp. Only Senju Fusuma still cared about his dignity as a father and kept his back straight.

Qianshou Fojian asked Qianshou Jingchuan about some specific matters regarding potatoes, and Qianshou Jingchuan told him everything he knew.

After seeing Senju Fujian's increasingly excited eyes, Senju Jingchuan knew that he would not need to arrange anything afterwards.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha will naturally see the great role of these high-yield crops and begin to pay attention to them.

The butterfly's wings fluttered -

Perhaps, everything in this world will change from now on.

The sky of the ninja world is about to change.

……

The next morning, Senju Jingchuan slept in for the first time in a long time. No one came to disturb his sleep this morning, so Senju Jingchuan slept until ten o'clock.

The sunlight shone through the window onto Senju Kagawa's face. The golden sunlight covered Senju Kagawa's entire fair face, and the fine hairs on his face were vaguely visible. His long and thick black eyelashes drooped down, casting a light black shadow under his eyes.

Senju Jingchuan first turned over, then slowly opened his eyes. There was still a bit of confusion in his obsidian eyes. Then he blinked, and his eyes became a little clearer.

Then he supported himself on the bed with his hands and sat up, stretching himself, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Senju Kagamikawa rubbed his eyes with his hands, then put on his coat and got out of bed.

Although it is only early autumn now, the weather has already turned a little cooler.

Senju Jingchuan pushed open the door of the room and took a deep breath of fresh air.

I have to say that after leaving the battlefield, the air no matter where it is smells fresher than the smoke and blood on the battlefield.

Seeing the sunlight from the sky slanting down on the earth and the shape of light appearing in the air, Senju Jingchuan's mood couldn't help but become brighter.

"It's such a nice day today, perfect for strolling around the clan..." Senshou Jingchuan murmured, and immediately decided on his specific itinerary for the day.

As he walked through the streets and alleys of the Senju tribe's territory, he had never felt that the sky was so blue, the ground was so flat, the air was so fresh, and the scenery of the world was so beautiful.

In addition to the reason of leaving the battlefield, it must be because he saw that his crops grew well yesterday, and the posture of the Thousand-Handed Buddha last night also made Qianshou Jingchuan feel a lot better at the moment.

As soon as Senju Jingchuan stepped into the street of the tribe, he could feel the vague gazes of the surrounding Senju people looking at him.

"Jingchuan!" Senju Jingchuan felt a hand on his right shoulder.

Senju Jingchuan turned his head and looked.