People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 169 The First Price War in the Ninja World
"Patriarch, look at the patterns on the wooden armor."

Surrounded by his tribe, Kazuhiko Kurama looked up at the armor of the demon god in front of him with admiration.

Because of the special boundaries of blood inheritance of their clan, many clansmen have mastered the arts related to the senses.

He stroked his beard and exclaimed, "It's comparable to the uncanny workmanship of nature."

"Chakra itself is full of infinite possibilities." A cold voice said suddenly.

Members of the pommel horse clan hurriedly said respectfully to the white-haired man who suddenly appeared: "Master Feijian."

Qianshou Feijian shook his hands, telling them not to care about him. He stared into He Yan's eyes and said word by word: "Now there is a monstrous wealth waiting for you to capture it."

Kurama Kazuhiko stroked the goatee, looked at the red pupils, and said in a deep voice: "Since it is right in front of you, please tell Minister Tomona clearly that the opportunity is extremely important."

"At full speed, gather the members of the Kurama clan who are proficient in painting." Toikama didn't hesitate, and handed him the previous painting, "How much is such a painting worth in this case?"

Kurama Kazuhiko stared at the familiar painter on the screen, and immediately recognized that it was the work of his youngest daughter, and replied, "10 taels."

The gathered clansmen heard the conversation between them, and many of them were startled by the number, and they all slowed down their breathing and did not dare to exhale.

Tobima did not directly give the number, but instead asked, "How many papers are there?"

Kazuhiko's eyes swept across the faces of the clansman who was proficient in painting, and the clansman who was watched immediately told the stock in the scroll.

"About a thousand sheets together." The voice that finished the calculation sounded.

"That's [-] million taels!"

There was an uncontrollable exclamation from the crowd. Someone was already attracted by this number, and their breathing began to become heavy.

"Do not."

The surrounded Fujian looked very serious, turning around to meet the eyes of all of them, "Don't let other hidden villages have a bad influence on Konoha."

The resounding voice woke them up from their frenzy, and they couldn't help showing shame in their eyes. Although they made money by doing so, they also ruined the reputation of the village.

"Then how much you say is appropriate."

Looking at a pair of Kazuhiko who asked him to make up his mind, Feijian pondered for a while and said, "First set it at 5 taels. If the popularity is overwhelming, you can get a [-]% discount."

"A painting is 4 taels!!!"

"That's 4000 million taels."

The voices of discussion in the crowd clearly entered Heyan's ears. He squinted his eyes and thought about the feasibility of the plan, and asked, "How to divide it."

"The village and Kurama's house are open fifty-fifty."

This answer made him grin the corners of his mouth behind his ears, and couldn't help but want to start setting up a stall on the spot.

Fei Jian hurriedly stopped him, and then said: "This matter must be arranged in advance to appear natural, so that other people can't see it at a glance."

The next operation in Tobima made everyone in the pommel horse clan dumbfounded.

Tuo must find someone he is familiar with, and Konoha happens to have no shortage of reliable candidates.

He had prepared the props a long time ago. After changing the forehead in this chaotic place, who can tell which ninja from the hidden village it is?
There was a sudden commotion in the originally scattered and noisy crowd, and a Konoha ninja who was dismantling the drawing board was surrounded by the crowd.

"Someone drew a picture at your place just now?"

The painter who was surrounded felt that the surrounding air was not so smooth, and nodded nervously to the hot gaze.

"In terms of the composition of the painting and the combination of paints, it is indeed a masterpiece, and there are demon gods in the painting, as well as Master Hashirama and Madara-sama in the distance."

"That's right! Quickly give me a whole one, and I'll give you how much you want!"

"Don't rob me, I'm the second one, give me one too! Adding money is negotiable."

The painter had never enjoyed such treatment before, nervously holding the brush, and softly said, "5 taels!"

The audience suddenly became silent, and then a furious roar sounded, "Who do you look down on? It's only 5 taels!"

Everyone turned their eyes and found that it was a ninja from the Yeyue clan in Yunyin Village, and they suddenly felt that this violent temper was not surprising.

Years of practicing ninjutsu made him taller than many people present, and the excited voice continued to ring out with thunder, "Look at what is behind us, this is Mu Dun and Susano The creations of the world, not to mention Hokage and Madara-sama, you only need 5 taels, it's so irritating!"

"That's right! Brother, I don't even cherish the opportunity to make money for you."

The direction of the wind changed, and many people began to scold the foolish Konoha ninja in front of them.

"That's 5 taels, let's start quickly."

The painter, who was about to be overwhelmed by saliva, put the drawing board on the easel again, looked at the sky, and said weakly.

The encircling crowd changed their formation and lined up in a row in an instant, but as time went by, they formed a long queue.

The artist who quickly finished drawing ten paintings stretched his sore wrists, turned around suddenly, but was startled by the long queue behind him, and said: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, why don't you line up elsewhere."

"Where is there any place to line up!"

"Time waits for no one, hurry up and draw, don't babble."

At this time, other ninjas came over with painting scrolls from not far away, found the ninjas in the same village who were still queuing up, and teased: "There are already many people who can paint, and they have set up painting booths. Go there while there are few people. .”

Many people left the long queue and walked to other places. The painter smiled at the people who were still in line, "In order to speed up, we can provide group paintings by multiple people."

"Really?" Lie Dou, with a gloomy face, came from behind the team, "Let's draw one for Shayin Village."

"boom!"

The paintbrush fell feebly from the painter's hand to the ground with a clear sound.

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, Lie Dou changed his expression and smiled at him: "Just kidding, there are people in Shayin Village who are proficient in painting. I just came to say hello to you. The competition has already started. The price is 5 taels, right?" ? Then 4 taels will be enough for Shayin Village.”

For the first time, a price war broke out in the ninja world.

The price of Konoha dropped from 5 taels to 4 taels.

Sha Yin followed closely behind, with 4 taels to 3 taels.

But Konoha just stood still, because the quality of the pommel horse family was guaranteed, and 4 taels became the market price.

Most of the other hidden village and Sanren painters are usually priced between 1 taels and 3 taels due to technical reasons. Anyway, this is a good time to pick up money.

There are benefactors everywhere here, and this scene is indeed memorable.

As Hokage said, it was the first time in thousands of years that the tailed beasts were completely sealed by humans, and they were the witnesses of this feat.

Night fell quietly, but people's enthusiasm did not decrease with the temperature, but became more and more high.

Nara Shikahei has done a great job of logistical work. The scrolls placed on the ground were unfolded one by one, and all kinds of abundant materials were satisfied, and all kinds of emergencies that may be encountered.

The firewood stacked together burst into flames under the ignition of the fire, and the blazing fireworks drove away the darkness and illuminated everyone's faces.

The flames were blown by the night wind, and the sparks flew into the sky like fireflies.

Lu Sheng and Zhili snuggled up on the rock, looking at the stars in the night sky.

He couldn't help but secretly glanced at the girl's side face. The breeze brushed past her purple hair, which was dyed with moonlight beside her ears. It was dazzling, and even the moonlight on her shoulders became warm.

(End of this chapter)