Konoha God of Cookery

Seeing that the person who appeared was Sarutobi Biwako, the ANBU who caused the trouble immediately bowed their heads and apologized.

This is the boss among the bosses, and to a certain extent, he is more impressive than several consultants in Konoha. Because the advisor's opinion may not be adopted by the Hokage, but if it were the person in front of him...

When the time comes, this person will go home and tilt his mouth slightly towards the Hokage. The consequences will be unimaginable.

With such a mood, the ANBU who caused the trouble immediately chose to follow their heart.

Seeing that the people making trouble were cowed, Sarutobi Biwako cleared his throat and said: "We are the logistics force here, and it is the ANBU canteen. If you want to come to eat, we welcome you. But if you want to come to make trouble, , or if there is a quarrel, then I will write down your ANBU numbers, and then talk to Captain White Fang."

Upon hearing that Sarutobi Biwako said that he wanted to bring the matter to Hatake Sakumo's side, everyone present begged for mercy, nodding and bowing to Sarutobi Biwako.

"Master Xixue, we won't dare to do it again. Just spare us this time."

"Yes, yes, we were wrong. Please be noble and don't make trouble with the captain."

Seeing that everyone in front of him had given up, Sarutobi Biwako didn't prepare too much to investigate, and returned to the kitchen after saying "I won't do this again."

After Sarutobi Biwako left, the ANBU present breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time they no longer mentioned the matters they had argued about before. Fear of starting another "war."

But it doesn’t matter if they don’t mention it, someone will of course mention it.

Yan Yan walked up to Mi, picked up the ballot box in front of him, winked at Mi, and was about to leave.

After receiving Yan's "signal", Mi shouted loudly: "You took away the ballot box, are you going to collect the results?"

As soon as they heard that the results were about to be collected, everyone looked in the direction of Mi.

Yan nodded and said to Mi: "Why are the results about to be announced soon? I'm scared."

Mi turned around and snorted: "I'm afraid that you should take care of yourself. I will definitely win in the end."

"That's not necessarily the case. In the end, there must be more people who like to eat salty bean curd."

"No, I said it must be sweeter."

“Salty and delicious”

“Sweet and delicious”

"Salty"

"Sweet"

"......"

At this time, everyone saw that Mi and Yan were also quarreling over the same issue, and they suddenly found it interesting. I couldn't help but look at it.

Just when the two were arguing at the height of their argument, an older ANBU stood up and interrupted the two.

"You two, stop arguing. Aren't you afraid that Mr. Xixue will come back soon?"

It seemed that the ANBU's words had an effect. The two of them closed their mouths angrily, snorted at each other, and looked away.

Seeing that the two had stopped arguing, the ANBU asked: "From your previous conversation, it seems that you were also arguing about which of the two tastes is better, right?"

The two nodded and said, "Yes."

"From what you said before, this guy likes salty tofu pudding, while this little girl likes sweet tofu pudding, right?"

"That's right." 2

"I have tasted both kinds of bean curd. To be honest, they taste very good. I like both. I think it doesn't matter whether it is sweet or salty. You are all teammates in the logistics unit, why bother over such a trivial matter? There’s a quarrel”

At this time, Yan opened his mouth and replied: "This is no small matter. If the salty taste loses, I will have to drink sweet bean curd in the future."

Mi on the side also echoed: "Yes, by the same token, if the sweet taste loses, I can only drink salty tofu pudding."

When they said this, the two looked at each other and said in unison: "So we must differentiate."

At this time, Shio seemed to remember something, and asked the ANBU who was trying to persuade the two of them: "By the way, uncle, you just said that you have tasted both flavors. So, you also have the right to vote. .”

The old ANBU smiled, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"Then may I ask if you voted?"

"Not yet. I think I like both flavors, so in the end, no matter which flavor of bean curd is sold in the canteen, I think it is acceptable, so I decided to abstain."

"In that case, can I please vote for Xian Douhua for a moment. Just think of it as doing me a favor."

"Okay, if you promise me not to argue with your teammate again, then I can agree to your request."

Upon hearing what the old ANBU said, Yan immediately showed an excited expression, lowered his head repeatedly, and said, "Okay, I agree."

Seeing that Yan agreed to his request, the old Anbu smiled happily, took out his pen, and prepared to write the word "salty" on his ticket.

At this moment, Mi suddenly became unhappy and said, "Why? Even if this grandpa wants to vote, he should vote for Sweet Douhuaer. Why should he vote for Salty Douhuaer?"

"Do you understand that it's first come, first served? This grandpa has already promised to vote for Xian Dou Hua'er. This vote is for Xian Dou Hua'er."

Mi rolled her eyes at Yan and said: "There is no first-come, first-served basis in this kind of thing. As long as this grandpa hasn't voted yet, then this vote cannot be regarded as a vote for Xian Douhua."

After saying that, Mi pouted her little mouth and said coquettishly to the old ANBU: "Grandpa, just vote for Sweet Douhua'er, okay?"

"Damn it, you're so shameless, yet you're so cute." Yan pointed at Mi and said.

Mi stuck out her tongue at the salt: "I want you to take care of it, hum."

"you......"

Seeing the two people who were about to quarrel again, the old ANBU had no choice but to collect the votes in his hands: "It seems that no matter which side I vote for, the people on the other side will not agree. In this case, I have to let myself The ticket in your hand has become invalid."

Seeing that the old ANBU was no longer ready to vote for him, Yan complained to Mi beside him: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't come to cause trouble, people would have voted for Xian Douhua."

"Why should you blame me? You started canvassing for votes yourself. You deserve it."

"How come I deserve this for the votes I drew based on my ability?"

"Then I let your tickets fly away based on my ability, so why do you blame me?"

"You, you..." Yan was choked by Mi's words, and his face turned red instantly.

"Okay, I won't tell you. The ninja world has always respected the strong. Let's go to the training ground later and have a fight. The winner will get the old gentleman's vote, and the loser must not have any objections. I ask you if you dare Don't dare"

Mi pried off her fingers, and there were sounds of "click" and "click" coming from her fingers.

"Okay, don't renege on your debt if you lose."

"You're the one defaulting on your debt."

After Yan finished speaking, he turned back and looked at everyone in the cafeteria. He raised his hands and shouted: "Everyone here, if you are interested and have time, I would like to invite you to come together to bear witness."