wjnovel Chapter 849 Blame Me
Chapter 849 Blame Me
Chapter 849 Blame Me
Seeing the tall and burly man blocking the way, Tsunade clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth:
"Couldn't you be more accommodating?"
"No, no, no!"
If you don't say it categorically, you don't mean to show mercy at all.
Just when Tsunade and Zabuza were arguing, Nakiri Erina's grandfather, Nakiri Senzaemon, mingled among the villagers, raised his head and saw Yang Ming's shop, a glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"Is this the small shop in the ninja legend?"
"Well!"
He inhaled like a long dragon, took a deep breath, and a large amount of wine aroma in the air poured into his nostrils.
With a sound of "ha", Nakiri Senzaemon sighed comfortably, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, he couldn't help admiring:
"Not bad, not bad! The aroma of this wine, just by smelling it, I can smell several different ingredients together. What's even more amazing is that it has only been brewed for a few days, but it doesn't Know how to have this aroma comparable to decades of aging wine?"
"Wonderful! Really wonderful!"
clap clap clap!clap clap clap!
When Nakiri Senzaemon's voice fell, loud applause came from the small shop.
"Admiration! Really admiration! You can analyze so much just by the smell of wine. He deserves to be called the demon king of food. He is really amazing!"
"Oh?"
Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly raised his eyelids, and the originally cloudy eyeballs suddenly burst into dazzling light!
Even though he looked ordinary, he didn't stand out from the crowd in the crowd. On the contrary, at this moment, all living beings couldn't hide the light on him!
This is the master chef!
An existence that is even higher than the culinary skills of a master chef!
Seeing Yang Ming's ordinary figure come into view, Nakiri Senzaemon smiled boldly.
"You are Yang Ming, right?"
Although it was a question, his tone was extremely firm.
Facing this master chef, Yang Ming gave him enough respect and nodded, "Exactly!"
"Hey!" Tsunade looked left and right, raised his hand impatiently and waved, "Yang Ming, you see so many of us are attracted by the smell of your wine, you can't let us Return empty-handed?"
"Oh?" Nakiri Senzaemon wondered, "Could it be that there are some strange rules here that won't let us in?"
"That's right!" Tsunade looked resentful, "Yang Ming is really, every day only the three lucky ones who got the tickets are allowed to enter the tavern, and no one else is allowed!"
"Uh!"
Nakiri Senzaemon looked dazed!
And such a thing?
Facing the turbulent public opinion, Yang Ming still did not change his face, and said calmly, "It's good that you know."
Tsunade:"……………………………………"
Nakiri Senzaemon: "......"
"I finally know..." Nakiri Senzaemon said to Yang Ming, "Why Erina hates you so much, I feel very uncomfortable now!"
Obviously, the wine is currently available, but I just can't drink it!
This kind of aggrieved feeling can only be deeply understood by the person involved!
Tsunade waved his fist, with strange power hidden inside, he said angrily, "Yang Ming, can't you be more flexible?"
Seeing Tsunade, Hokage taking the lead, other villagers also booed:
"Yes! Yes!"
"It's not like we can't afford the money!"
"Protest! Strongly protest!"
"We want to drink!"
"Drink! Drink! Drink!"
The crowd was turbulent, obviously the new wine brewed by Yang Ming was so good that they were so excited.
As a master chef in the world of Halberd Eater, Nakiri Senzaemon has his own unique culinary philosophy. In his opinion, since it is a request from a customer, as a chef, he should try his best to satisfy it instead of sticking to it. My own rules remain unchanged, so I strongly disagree with Yang Ming's idea.
Nakiri Senzaemon looked at Yang Ming meaningfully, and secretly said:
"What are you going to do in this situation?"
Yang Ming's face was calm and unwavering, with an expression of not falling before the collapse of Mount Tai. Even if Tsunade, Hokage, took the lead in protesting, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly:
"No! This is the rule of our shop!"
Everyone: "..."
quiet!
silence!
Incredibly quiet!
Nakiri Senzaemon looked bewildered and opened his mouth several times, but in the end he was still speechless, really speechless!
Even if he is already a master chef, but in the world of the spirit of eating halberds, if the leader of that country leads the people to protest to him, I am afraid he will not dare to resist at all!
After all, although Nakiri Senzaemon is the commander-in-chief of Totsuki Academy, which is a world-renowned school for training famous chefs, in the final analysis, Tozuki Academy is not his alone. bow your proud head.
"Hey!" Nakiri Senzaemon let out a long sigh, "No wonder, this Yang Ming can make a great name in the ninja world of Nuo Da at such a young age. I am ashamed, I have to write a word of service!"
"But since then, I have become more and more curious about the wine he brews."
Nakiri Senzaemon is getting older and better wine. Knowing that there are three flavors of wine, he once tasted almost every kind of wine in the world in the world of the spirit of the halberd, but even the century-old vodka brewed by the spirit spring in the Alps, and Or Nurhong, which has been handed down since the Qing Dynasty, has never been as fragrant and mellow as the wine made by Yang Ming!
Seeing that Yang Ming would never compromise and never cut behind him, Uchiha Itachi, A Fei, and Kisame came over after hearing the sound, and stood behind them one by one. Surpassing the uproar of a group of villagers, Tsunade gritted his teeth in anger.
"Yang Ming, you really pissed me off!"
"I beg you, next time you sell wine, don't sell it so fragrant! Do you know what it feels like to smell the wine at night?"
Yang Ming watched as Tsunade spoke more and more excitedly, especially when the villagers next to him nodded in approval, even the big star Fuji Fuyuki was no exception, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Yang Ming's face.
"The brewed wine is so fragrant, is it my fault?"
"Don't blame who you blame!" Tsunade said almost frantically.
As the saying goes, an iron rod and a carrot, Yang Ming had already rejected it with a firm attitude before, in order to avoid the seriousness of the situation, it was time to give a carrot.
After pondering for a while, Yang Ming said:
"Then how about this, the number of people who will open the lottery in the tavern will increase from three people to ten people!"
This……
Everyone looks at me, I look at you, feeling extremely entangled.
This number is still very small!
However, they all knew that this was the bottom line drawn by Yang Ming, so they all thought about how to get this spot tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)