Naruto training king

Chapter 101: I’m not serious, you believe me
  In the previous life, the problem that had tortured Hinata Kiyomi for four years was now reborn in the ninja world.

Looking at the dazzling streets of Konoha, Hinata Kiyomi and Hinata Hinata said those breathtaking words at the same time.

"What to eat?"

To be honest, the overall area of ​​Konoha Village is not small, and there are many various shops, but the homogeneity is too serious.

Looking at this street at a glance, there are more than a dozen ramen shops, a dozen barbecue restaurants, and a dozen meatball sellers...

The most delicious ramen restaurant is undoubtedly Ichiraku Ramen, and the most delicious barbecue restaurant is undoubtedly Akimichi Yakiniku.

But they often visit these places on weekdays.

It was a rare occasion today, so of course Hinata took Kiyomi to eat something different, so the two of them naturally fell into difficulty in choosing.

In the bustling street, there was a long silence between the two.

Qingmi opened his mouth first and said tentatively: "How about... let's go to the supermarket to buy food?"

Hinata turned to look at him and slowly typed a question mark.

Qingmi continued: "Since I don't know what to eat, we might as well buy it and cook it ourselves."

"But I don't know how to cook, so the lunch boxes are prepared by the maid at home." Hinata explained softly.

So that’s what I was worried about.

Qingmi laughed, stretched out his hand and patted his chest: "That's just right, let you try my skills. And Hinata can also help me get started, maybe you can learn it just by watching it?"

Hinata hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Yeah."

Although they were talking about buying groceries, after entering the supermarket, Qingmi took Hinata and walked directly towards the place where the meat was sold.

Looking at the rows of fat and thin pork, Qingsi raised his head and glanced at the boss, and that sentence inexplicably rang in his mind.

"Ten pounds of lean meat, cut into minced meat, don't see any fat on top..."

Of course, Qingmi still didn't dare to say such unworthy words. After picking up a few kilograms of good meat, he pulled Hinata away from here.

"Spicy millet, green onions, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, cooking wine, sugar..."

Qingmi was talking about various condiments like a treasure, which made Hinata feel dizzy for a while.

She tugged at the corner of Qingmi's clothes and couldn't help but ask: "Do you need so many things to cook?"

Qingmi thought for a while and said: "If it is just a daily requirement to fill the stomach, there is no need to go to such trouble."

"oh oh."

Putting all the spices he just talked about into the vegetable basket, Qingmi dragged Hinata towards the place where the spices were sold.

However, unlike the wide variety of spices, there are very few types of spices in supermarkets, only ginger, cinnamon and so on.

Qingsi held a piece of tangerine peel and groaned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Hinata asked.

"I remember I saw spices like tangerine peel in the barbecue restaurant I visited in the capital last time. Why aren't they sold here?"

After that, Qingsi picked up the bag and filled it with some spices.

"Tangerine peel? Isn't that a medicinal ingredient?"

After hearing Hinata's words, Qingmi's hands shook slightly.

Yes, he almost forgot that many spices, including ginger, are actually medicinal materials.

China has had this saying of using food instead of medicine since ancient times, but after eating it for so many years, some of it became dark under the light.

Seeing his appearance, Hinata complained mercilessly: "I don't know how you passed the medical ninja qualification exam."

"Tsk."

Qingmi smacked his lips, changed the topic and asked: "If you want to buy medicinal materials, do you have to go to the Nara clan?"

Hinata swung her ponytail, held her head high and said, "I had planned to buy medicinal materials. I will take you with me later."

After buying all the meat, spices, and seasonings, the two of them walked towards the place selling vegetables.

While picking vegetables, the two of them discussed what to cook tonight and how much to buy.

Everything was fine until Qingmi saw the potato.

Without any warning, Qingsi took out the seal scroll and carried away the entire sack.

"Qingmi, I can't finish eating, I can't finish eating!" Hinata shouted anxiously.

However, Qingsi was unmoved and even asked righteously: "Do you know what potatoes mean to me?"

Hinata was stunned by his question, her brain shut down for a moment, and she subconsciously replied: "What does it mean?"

Qingmi raised his hand to cover his heart and said very solemnly: "It represents my life."

"I am someone who can eat potatoes as a staple food. There is no such thing as running out of them."

Hinata looked at the strange looks from around her. She couldn't help but cover her face and compromised, "Okay, okay."

After settling the bill, Hinata couldn't help but fell into deep thought while holding the receipt.

She looked at the large and small bags and the seal scroll in Qingmi's hand, and asked a question that everyone who buys groceries for the first time would ask.

"Why is it so cheap?"

"Raw materials are already cheap, otherwise how can those who open stores make money?" Qingsi replied without raising his head.

Then he put everything into the sealing scroll, and then formed seals with his hands to create a shadow clone that was ready to learn and use.

Throw the vegetables you just bought to the shadow clone to take home for pre-processing, and then you can go to the medicine store with Hinata.

Looking at the silhouette of the clone leaving in the sea of ​​people, Qingmi couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Shadow clone is really a useful technique."

Hinata looked away: "When did you learn this technique?"

"Uchiha Itachi taught me not long ago, and I will teach you this tomorrow."

"Oh." The medicine shop of the Nara clan.

Qingmi thought he would spend some time selecting medicinal materials, but as soon as the two of them walked in, a Nara tribesman came over with a seal scroll.

"Ms. Hinata, here are the medicinal ingredients you need."

Hinata nodded slightly and reached out to take the scroll: "Thank you very much, but I still need to buy some medicinal materials that are not on the list."

"I understand." The clerk from the Nara clan nodded, "Do these additional selected medicinal materials need to be included in the list?"

Hearing this, Hinata turned to look at Kiyomi and asked for his opinion.

"No need." Qingmi shook his head slightly.

Then, under the leadership of the Nara tribe, the two quickly bought the necessary spices.

By the time Qingmi rushed home, the shadow clone had already done the preliminary processing of the meat. He just took out some spices and threw them into the pot.

Since the shadow clone had done all the work in advance, Hinata didn't even have a chance to make a move. She could only sit aside and obediently watch Qingmi show off his skills.

After a while, a burst of fragrance came from the pot. At the same time, there was also some spicy smell that was very offensive to Hinata, making her cough uncontrollably.

The ninja world doesn't often cook meals with a strong smell of cooking fumes, so naturally there are no home appliances like range hoods.

Hearing Hinata's cough, Qingmi took two steps back: "Sorry, wait a moment."

Then he formed a seal with his hands, opened his mouth and took a breath.

"Wind Escape·Feng Feng!"

This most basic wind escape ninjutsu is generally used to increase the power of fire escape.

But Kiyomi only needs to slightly control the amount of chakra input to achieve the same effect as a hair dryer.

Immediately afterwards, Qingsi picked up the pot, and a plate of fried shredded pork with green pepper came out.

Of course, as we all know, green peppers are not spicy, so Qingsi also added a little spicy millet.

Immediately afterwards, Qingsi put the processed potatoes into the pot again and made a portion of hot and sour shredded potatoes.

Generally speaking, the sourness in authentic hot and sour potato shreds should be obtained by using sour water, but Qingsi did not soak the sour radish, so he had to use white vinegar and mature vinegar to enhance the flavor.

After the two side dishes are done, the meat on the side is almost cooked.

Pick up a piece of fat and thin meat, cut it into rectangles, and process it a little, and a handful of meat will be freshly baked.

Then there are big pork knuckles, Dongpo pork...

When he cooks, he always cooks with excessive meat content.

But fortunately, there was a big eater here waiting for the meal, so Qingsi just did it and didn't worry about running out of food.

"Hinata!" he shouted.

Hinata immediately stood up, ran over, and brought all the dishes to the table.

Then she sat down opposite Kiyomi, with chopsticks and rice in front of her.

Qingmi smiled: "Although I haven't cooked such a feast for a long time, I am still very confident in my craftsmanship."

He learned his craft from his own family, not from New Oriental.

Although it is a family tradition, the craftsmanship is no worse than those outside, and Qingmi's father also opened a restaurant for a while.

Then it went bankrupt as expected.

Hinata picked up the chopsticks, clasped her hands together, and said sincerely: "I'm starting."

She picked up a bunch of shredded potatoes and put it in her mouth, then covered her mouth and frowned slightly.

"???"

No, I tried it before serving it, so it should be fine.

Qingmi quickly picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

Crisp and delicious, moderately hot and sour, nothing wrong with it!
  Then, after Hinata chewed a few times, she took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it together.

Could it be that……

"Is it spicy?" he asked.

Hinata nodded: "It doesn't look red at all, but why is it spicier than the chili oil in Ichiraku Ramen?"

Qingmi tilted his head in confusion.

Sister, who told you that the more popular you are, the hotter you must be? If it’s not red, it’s definitely not spicy?

"Maybe this kind of sourness stimulates the taste buds more strongly. Do you want to try this plate of fried pork with green pepper?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely not spicy! It's all green chili pepper."

Hinata pursed her lips and sniffed lightly.

It's very fragrant, and it doesn't smell as pungent as spicy and sour potato shreds.

So she decisively picked up a chopstick, took it into her mouth, chewed it, came again, and then...

"Cough cough!"

Hinata then quickly took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it, then inhaled in small sips.

"hu~hu~"

Kiyomi stood up and took a bottle of drink and handed it to Hinata, while also picking up a chopstick of meat for himself.

How can green chili be spicy?
  Even if there are two chili peppers in this plate of meat, only two of them can make the green chili pepper worthy of the name chili pepper.

　In the middle of the night, I wrote that I was hungry and rewarded myself with a bowl of Laotan pickled cabbage beef noodles.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)