Chapter 129 Orochimaru Arrives Again

Since Dashewan came to Yang Ming's shop last time, Yang Ming used Nianghuaquan to cheat her. These days, Dashewan has been living in dire straits every day.

Orochimaru never imagined that being a woman is so hard.

When the eldest relative arrived, blood gushed out like a fountain, exuding a strong stench, which made him extremely sad and indignant!

In order to get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, Orochimaru originally planned to let the three people of Yinnin Village come to steal the teacher.

It's a pity that they were too useless and were defeated by Ning Ci several times.

In addition to the three people in Otonin Village, the only thing that can be used by Orochimaru in Konoha Village is the bag.

However, Orochimaru has more important tasks that need to be carried out.

In desperation, Dashewan had no choice but to go out in person and came to Yang Ming's shop again.

In the past few days, Orochimaru has not been idle, and collected a lot of information about Yang Ming's shop through various channels.

Cooking that increases ninja chakra!

Food with healing effects!

All kinds of magical things also made Orochimaru's heart suddenly burst with desire.

Dashewan stared at the small shop coldly with a pair of gloomy eyes, and secretly said: "If I can enjoy the food cooked by Yang Ming's small shop, and then reverse it, maybe I can restore the secret recipe of the food?"

Although Orochimaru wanted to be straightforward, he arrested Yang Ming and tortured him.

However, Yang Ming has been a traitor for a while now, and he lives the same life every day. Even if he goes to exercise with Xiao Li in the morning, he doesn't go outside the village anymore.

This made Orochimaru feel as if he had encountered a turtle with a shrunken head, and it was impossible to start!

In order to be able to distinguish the ingredients of the dishes more keenly, Dashewan has worked hard on his tongue these days and carried out a transformation.

He believed that with his current tongue, he would be able to restore the secret of Yang Ming's cooking!

After waiting for a while, after a long queue, it was finally Dashewan's turn to enter.

Orochimaru habitually scanned the surroundings vigilantly. When he glanced at the menu column, he suddenly found that there was a new dish today.

He stretched out his tongue, which was longer than ordinary people, circled it around his mouth, licked it once, and there was a burst of interest in his eyes.

A fried steak, 6666 yuan.

Orochimaru waved to the busy Bai Yi, "Please give me a fried steak."

At this moment, Orochimaru still looked like the woman before, because Yang Ming had specifically asked Bai before, so Bai had a particularly deep impression on him.

Bai Yang raised his pretty curves, revealing the cute little dimples on both sides, and smiled sweetly: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Looking at Shiro's back, Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and flashed a flash of interest.

"He's really a good kid, but it's a pity that Bingdun's blood inheritance limit is not what I want."

A stern face suddenly flashed in Dashewan's mind, and a feeling of aggrieved came to his heart.

"Itachi, just wait for me, I will definitely defeat you!"

While waiting, Orochimaru did not forget to look around.

When seeing Sandaime actually hiding in the corner, eating beef ramen quietly by himself, Orochimaru always felt that he was dazzled.

At this time, Sandaime was neither wearing a Hokage robe nor a bamboo hat, but was dressed like an ordinary person, with messy white hair and a face as vicissitudes as old tree bark, like the neighbor's grandfather, without any sense of existence .

If it wasn't for being very familiar with the third generation, Orochimaru would never have imagined that his teacher would come to the small shop for dinner!

Moreover, looking at the empty bowls and dishes in front of Sandaimu, it is conceivable that Sandaimu must have skipped work and queued up at the entrance of the small shop early in the morning.

Seeing the wrinkles on Sandaime's face, which criss-crossed vertically and horizontally like deep grooves, Orochimaru sighed inwardly: "Teacher, you are old!"

Perhaps sensing Orochimaru's gaze, Sandaimu suddenly raised his head and followed his gaze.

When he saw a woman with pale complexion, the third generation didn't doubt him, thinking it was a villager who recognized him.

It was no surprise to the third generation, the village is so big, this kind of thing happens from time to time.

He showed an amiable smile, nodded towards Orochimaru from a distance, and then continued to start his journey as a big eater.

The smile of the third generation is still the same, warming people's hearts like sunshine.

This suddenly reminded Orochimaru of his cardamom years, the life he used to learn art from a teacher with Jiraiya and Tsunade.

It's a pity that the youthfulness of the past has long faded from Orochimaru's face, and his hands have been stained with too much blood.

On that day, in front of his parents' tombstone, Orochimaru made up his mind to pursue eternal life, and decided that he would be accompanied by loneliness!

There are thousands of thoughts and disturbances.

It seems that a century has passed, and it seems that it is just a blink of an eye, holding the plate in vain, and bringing out the hot steak.

Because Yang Ming firmly believes that the least seasoning can reflect the deliciousness of the steak itself to the greatest extent.

So the steak looks very "clean", exposing the burnt and slightly scorched skin, and a mellow aroma overflows, which makes people's taste buds secrete faster, and they can't wait to have a big meal.

Even a person as cold-blooded as Orochimaru couldn't help but move his nose slightly and take a deep breath of the aroma.

Immediately, the aroma flowed down the throat and entered the body, as if bursting the entire chest, it was full of aroma.

Orochimaru nodded politely to Shiro like a lady.

Then, sitting up straight like a pen holder, he gracefully picked up the cutlery, and cut the steak with a knife like the most educated nobleman.

When the knife touched the surface of the steak, Orochimaru felt a little resistance, as tough as rubber.

However, when Dashemaru raised his arm and exerted a little force, he cut the steak in half like cutting tofu, revealing the tender side of the middle section.

From the cut section of the steak, it can be seen that from the outside and the inside, the color gradually changes from brown to pink, and the layers are intertwined, which is very beautiful.

From this point alone, Orochimaru can tell that the steak is cooked well, it is perfectly seven-ripe, and it allows people to taste the deliciousness of the beef without the fishy smell.

Orochimaru cut out a piece of beef the size of an eraser with a swipe of the knife, forked it gracefully, and put it in his mouth.

"Ah..."

Eat it in one bite, mouth full of fragrance!

Orochimaru's teeth are extremely sharp, like small knives, grinding the beef into pieces after a while.

Orochimaru did not forget the purpose of his coming, closed his eyes, and tasted the taste quietly.

The beef is like chewing gum, very chewy, and it tastes very sensual.

The thick juice concentrated in the beef, accompanied by chewing, exploded like a grenade, setting off a torrent of sweetness and flooding the entire tongue!