Konoha God of Cookery

After leaving the cafeteria, Zhang Yue knocked on the door of her office with Sarutobi Biwako's lunch.

"Master Xixue, I am the God of Cookery, and I have brought you your lunch."

At this time, the sound of Sarutobi Biwako came from inside the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

Zhang Yue opened the office door and walked in with a dinner plate. At this time, Sarutobi Biwako had taken off his ANBU mask and was looking at Zhang Yue's files attentively.

After seeing Zhang Yue come in, Sarutobi Biwako put the file information in his hands aside and looked at Zhang Yue with a half-smile.

"Put the tray down first, and then take off the mask for me."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Yue knew that his identity had been leaked. But if you think about it carefully, it's right. Your files are still in the hands of others, and it will only be a matter of time before your identity is known.

Zhang Yue, who knew he couldn't hide, followed the instructions, put down the tray, then reached out and took off his mask, revealing his handsome little face.

After seeing Zhang Yue's face, the smile on Sarutobi Biwako's face seemed to be a little thicker, but Zhang Yue saw the coolness behind the smile in front of him. I just felt my heart tremble and my anus tighten.

"I didn't expect it was really you, Senju Yue. I thought I made a mistake when I was looking at your file just now. Speaking of which, this is the third time we have met. I had to thank you for that time. Here’s the treat. Your ramen is very delicious.”

Zhang Yue lowered her head and said: "Master Xixue, you are welcome. You are my elder, and I should entertain you. Do you have any other instructions? If not, I will leave." He had already thought about it and went out. From now on, I will go directly to the third generation to apply to withdraw from ANBU, and I will never come back again.

When Sarutobi Biwako heard that Zhang Yue wanted to leave, the expression on his face quickly turned cold. I thought, I'm afraid it's not that easy to escape. Whether I can keep my logistics force depends on you.

"Sit down first. I have a task for you later. I will tell you slowly after I finish eating."

After saying that, Sarutobi Biwako ignored Zhang Yue and started eating his lunch.

Seeing that she couldn't leave, Zhang Yue knew that she would have to face this storm sooner or later, so she simply wasn't ready to escape. Instead, he sat on the sofa and thought about how to deal with Sarutobi Biwako who was about to raise an army to punish him.

After a while, Sarutobi Biwako finished his lunch and elegantly took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Okay, now let's have a good talk. Just now I asked Chai and the others to tell you about the situation of our logistics force. You must have understood it by now. The task I want to give you is related to this matter. related."

Zhang Yue stretched out a finger and scratched her face and said: "Yes, they have already told me. It seems that the situation is not optimistic."

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Sarutobi Biwako slammed the table in front of him. "Isn't that optimistic? It's about to be disbanded. Tell me whose fault is all this?"

As soon as this question came up, Zhang Yue's first reaction was to pretend to be stupid and refused to answer the question.

"I'm just a small ANBU. I just came to report on the first day today. If you ask me, I really can't say anything."

"If you can't say it, let me say it for you. This is all your fault." Sarutobi Biwako pointed at Zhang Yue and said.

"No, I say Master Xixue, you can eat this food randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. What does this have to do with me?" Zhang Yue said innocently.

"It has nothing to do with you. If the Senju Malatang rice you opened wasn't so delicious, how would my ANBU cafeteria be like this?" Sarutobi Biwako roared.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yue's head was suddenly filled with black lines.

"Master Xiuxue, what you said makes no sense. When I open a shop, I naturally hope that the business will be good. If the food is not delicious, the customers will be angry and they will stop coming. If the customers don't come, the shop will be closed. If I close the shop, I We have to sleep on the street, so... you know."

Would Sarutobi Biwako not understand these principles? The answer was of course no. She naturally knew that no restaurant would deliberately make their own food particularly unpalatable.

She knew very well that the canteen of the logistics force was not popular. Although this matter had something to do with Senju Malatang, it was definitely not their fault.

She originally wanted Zhang Yue to help with suggestions, but when she thought about it, since Zhang Yue could make her own restaurant prosperous, wouldn't it be a small thing to help her save a small logistics canteen?

But who would have thought that Zhang Yue would act stupid from the beginning and wouldn't answer her words, so she vented her temper a little. But now that Zhang Yue was reprimanding her, she remembered that she actually wanted to ask Zhang Yue for help.

Zhang Yue saw that Sarutobi Biwako had stopped talking, and continued: "If you want the logistics force to continue to exist, you have to find the reasons within yourself. You can't have lung disease here, and I have a cough too. Let's Once we find the cause, we have found the root of the disease. Once we find the root of the disease, we can find a way to get rid of it and it will be fine."

Zhang Yue's original intention in saying this was to help Sarutobi Lake Biwa preserve the logistics force. He had already thought of the method. But to Sarutobi Biwako's ears, these words turned into sarcastic remarks.

"Do you think I haven't looked for it?" Sarutobi Biwako, who had just calmed down, roared again.

"The food we serve here is not as fast as yours, and the taste is not as good as yours. After eating your spicy hotpot, it can also enhance the strength of the ninja. What do you want our logistics team to compare with you?"

Sarutobi Biwako became more and more excited as he talked, and was about to cry. Zhang Yue hurriedly spoke: "Master Xixue, don't be excited. Let's talk about it slowly. Look at us, a man and a woman living together in the same room. If you are crying here, if someone passes by the door, others will think that I am I bullied you."

Being interrupted by Zhang Yue, Sarutobi Biwako was not ready to cry anymore and spat at Zhang Yue. "Bah, how can I have so many dirty thoughts at such a young age? At my age, I am already rich as your harmonious mother. Why do you bully me? Have you grown any hair?"

Seeing that Sarutobi Biwako had calmed down, Zhang Yue decided not to continue to entangle with Sarutobi Biwako. He considered it carefully and said: "The problems you just mentioned are actually easy to solve, but before I help you solve them, Can you answer me a question first?”

After hearing Zhang Yue say that he had a way, Sarutobi Biwako said: "Really? What question do you want to ask?"

"Why are you so obsessed with the logistics unit? According to the law, you are the wife of the Third Hokage. It shouldn't be for that power. The logistics unit is only responsible for the ANBU's food now, and it is not popular. I believe you are not very profitable. You If it’s not for money and it’s not for power, what on earth are you trying to achieve?”