Chapter 849 Blame Me

Seeing the tall Zabuza blocking the road, Tsunade clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth:

"Can't you be accommodating?"

"No means no!"

Zabuza said categorically, showing no mercy at all.

Just when Tsunade and Zabuza were arguing, Nakiri Erina's grandfather, Nakiri Senzaemon, was mingling among the villagers. He raised his head and saw Yang Ming's shop, with a glimmer of light flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Is this the legendary shop in the ninja world?"

"Well!"

He took in a long breath, taking a deep breath, and a large amount of the aroma of wine in the air poured into his nostrils.

With a "ha" sound, Nakiri Senzaemon sighed comfortably, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise:

"Not bad, not bad! Just by smelling the aroma of this wine, I can smell the combination of several different ingredients. What's even more amazing is that this wine has only been brewed for a few days, but it doesn't Do you know why it has such a fragrance that is comparable to decades of aging wine?”

"Wonderful! How wonderful!"

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

When Nakiri Senzaemon finished speaking, loud applause came from inside the shop.

"I admire you! I really admire you! You can analyze so much just through the smell of wine. You are worthy of being called the Demon King of Food. He is really amazing!"

"oh?"

Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly raised his eyelids, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light!

Even though he looks ordinary, he is not lost in the crowd. On the contrary, at this moment, no one can cover up his light!

This is a master chef!

The cooking skills are even higher than those of a master chef!

Seeing Yang Ming's ordinary figure come into view, Nakiri Senzaemon smiled boldly.

"Are you Yang Ming?"

Although it was a question, his tone was extremely determined.

Facing this master chef, Yang Ming showed full respect and nodded, "Exactly!"

"Hey!" Tsunade looked left and right, raised her hand and waved impatiently, "Yang Ming, you see so many of us are attracted by the aroma of your wine, you can't let us Are you leaving empty-handed?"

"Oh?" Nakiri Senzaemon asked in surprise, "Is there any strange rules here that prevent us from entering?"

"That's not true!" Tsunade looked resentful, "It's true that Yang Ming only allows three lucky people who draw tickets to enter the tavern every day, and no one else can!"

"Well!"

Nakiri Senzaemon was confused!

Is there such a thing?

Facing the turbulent public opinion, Yang Ming remained calm and said calmly: "It's good that you know."

Tsunade:"……………………………………"

Nakiri Senzaemon: "……………………"

"I finally know now..." Nakiri Senzaemon said to Yang Ming nagging: "Why does Erina hate you so much? I feel very unhappy now!"

There is obviously good wine, but I just can’t drink it!

Only the person involved can deeply understand this feeling of frustration!

Tsunade waved her fist, with strange power hidden within it, and said angrily: "Yang Ming, can't you really be accommodating?"

Seeing Tsunade, the Hokage, taking the lead, other villagers also started to cheer:

"Yes! Yes!"

“It’s not like we can’t afford the money!”

"Protest! Strong protest!"

"We want to drink!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The crowd was surging. It was obvious that the new wine Yang Ming brewed was so good that they were so excited.

As a master chef in the world of Shokugeki no Spirit, Nakiri Senzaemon has his own unique cooking philosophy. In his opinion, since it is a guest's request, as a chef, he should satisfy it as much as possible instead of sticking to it. My own rules remain unchanged, so I strongly disagree with Yang Ming's philosophy.

Nakiri Senzaemon looked at Yang Ming thoughtfully and said secretly:

"What do you do when faced with this situation?"

Yang Ming's face was calm and calm, with an expression of one who would not fall even if the mountain collapsed. Even though Tsunade, the Hokage, took the lead in protesting, his expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"No! This is our store's rule!"

Everyone: "..."

quiet!

silence!

Extremely quiet!

Nakiri Senzaemon looked confused and opened his mouth several times, but in the end he was speechless. He was so speechless!

Even if he is already a master chef, in the world of the Halberd Eater Spirit, if the leader of that country leads the people to protest against him, he may not dare to resist at all!

After all, although Nakiri Senzaemon is the commander-in-chief of Totsuki Academy, and Totsuki Academy is a world-famous training school for celebrity chefs, in the final analysis, Totsuki Academy is not his alone. In the face of powerful people, he also Lower your proud head.

"Hey!" Nakiri Senzaemon let out a long sigh, "No wonder, at such a young age, this Yang Ming was able to make a name for himself in the great ninja world. Just relying on this, I I feel so ashamed that I have to write the word "submit"!

"But since then, I've become more and more curious about the wine he brews."

Nakiri Senzaemon is getting better at wine as he gets older, and he knows that wine has three flavors. He once tasted almost every kind of wine in the world in the world of Shokuki no Spirit, but even the century-old vodka brewed from the spiritual spring in the Alps is still unsatisfactory. Or the Nuerhong wine that has been handed down since the Qing Dynasty, none of it has been as fragrant and mellow as the wine made by Yang Ming!

Seeing that Yang Ming would never compromise, and Zabuza was behind him, Uchiha Itachi, Ah Fei, and Kisame came after hearing the sound, and stood behind them one by one. The auras of multiple Kage-level experts were connected together, like an overwhelming force. Overshadowed by the roar of a group of villagers, Tsunade gritted her teeth in anger.

"Yang Ming, you are so angry with me!"

"I beg you, next time you sell wine, please don't sell it so fragrantly! Do you know what it feels like to smell the aroma of wine at night?"

Yang Ming watched Tsunade get more and more excited as she spoke, especially when the villagers next to her nodded in recognition, even the big star Fuji Fengxue, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Yang Ming's face.

"The wine is so fragrant, do you blame me?"

"If you don't blame me, who do you blame!" Tsunade said almost crazy.

As the saying goes, there is an iron rod and a carrot. Yang Ming has firmly refused before. In order to avoid a serious situation, it is time to give him a carrot.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Ming said:

"Then let's do this. From now on, the number of lottery tickets available in the tavern will be increased from three to ten!"

this……

Everyone, look at me and I look at you, feeling extremely confused.

This quota 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 grab this spot tomorrow.