Konoha: Who says that hunters can't play in the ninja world?

The conversation with Feng Jian still echoes in my ears. I can understand every word in the morning, but I have never thought about it in this direction. My former team leader only guided me in action, and never explained why. So I have come to where I am now with my hard work and talent. Although I seem to be gifted, I am actually confused and have not figured out my own path.

Ichiro and Nobuko were already exhausted in the field. As long as Ichiro's chakra was restored, he would use earth escape technique and earth wave. When his chakra was gone, he would dig with a hoe. Nobuko used chakra to strengthen the hoe from beginning to end. Although she restrained herself later, the total amount of chakra would not change much in a short period of time. As a result, the two of them had almost exhausted their physical strength, energy and chakra. They lay on the ridge of the field and could only breathe.

"I'm sorry, I failed to complete my part of the task," Ichiro admitted his mistake honestly.

"Let me rest for a while. Even if I don't sleep today, I will definitely complete the task." Xinzi was unwilling to admit defeat and was ready for a night battle.

"No need, leave the rest to me. You guys have a good rest." Kazama was not unhappy at all. On the contrary, he was very happy for his two teammates. They were hardworking and ambitious. They might not have much talent, but they were able to listen to suggestions. Ichiro was strong and Nobuko was smart. Kazama was very satisfied with his two teammates.

"Don't you blame us?" Nobuko was not sure whether Kazama was being sarcastic. He finally had a teammate like Kazama, and he still cared about Kazama's feelings.

"Why do I blame you? Blame you for not completing the mission? Is it because you didn't work hard enough? Don't forget, I was the one who taught you how to use chakra, and you trusted me completely without any doubt. Why should I be angry? On the contrary, I am very happy. I am happy that you are working hard to learn new things."

"Don't think too much. We are Genin. While completing the mission, training is our main job. At least that's the case for our Team 6. Don't be embarrassed." Kazama comforted.

"That's right. Although it was Fengjian's reminder, I can see your efforts. It's very good. You are worthy of being my student." Zao Jian straddled the long sword and walked forward.

"You guys have a good rest. I'm going to go hunt some game. After training, nothing can make people happier than having a big meal." Fengjian stood up and prepared to nourish his two companions. Adequate nutrition will be more conducive to the body's recovery.

"I'll go, hurry up" Zao Jian took the initiative to speak, elite jonin hunting, even a tiger can't stand it. Yes, Feng Jian is happy to be free.

The speed of the Jonin was used for hunting, which was the tragedy of the wild beasts in the forest. Less than a quarter of an hour after going out, he came back carrying a wild deer in the morning.

One of the scrolls that Feng Jian brought with him was sealed with daily necessities. He took out a large pot, added water and stewed it first. Then he drew out his machete from his waist, skillfully gutted the wild deer, and then cut out the meat. He put part of it directly into the pot, blanched it with hot water in the pot, and then added seasonings and stewed it.

Cut the other part into small strips, put them on a skewer, and grill them by the fire. You can choose to eat dry or liquid food. In order to balance the nutrition, I also picked some wild vegetables and put them in when serving. The combination of meat and vegetables is perfect.

"Siguoyi, Fengjian can cook such complicated dishes." Nobuko and Ichiro are both orphans. They can satisfy their own appetites, but they don't have the skills to cook food that can be called dishes. Fengjian is different. He has been influenced by the various food cultures of the flower-growing family in his previous life, and he has been influenced by old man Gujie in this life. It's not easy for him to cook some rough big pot dishes.

"When I see Fengjian, I think of the days when I carried out missions with my old friend." As long as Zaojian is the captain, the old man can always be found in his team.

"Okay, the meat is cooked and the barbecue is ready, let's eat."

"It's delicious," Xinzi exclaimed in surprise after taking a bite.

"Hmmmm" Ichiro nodded repeatedly. The second piece of meat had already entered his mouth and he had no time to speak.

“When is the happiest time to eat? The answer is when you are hungry. If you like something, eat more.” The big pot meal is not that delicious. It can only be said that it is not bad. When you are hungry, everything tastes delicious.

In the afternoon, with the ideas from the morning as a foundation, Ichiro and Nobuko did not rush forward to sow seeds. Instead, they had their own ideas. Ichiro's idea was simple. He was used to doing farm work, so he cleaned the grass that had already appeared on the ridges. He was familiar with it and directly borrowed from his previous experience. He found a branch with fangs and claws, pressed it on the ridges and swept it like a rake, sweeping the weeds that had been loosened and had no roots to rest on, like garbage on the ground.

Making a nest. Ichiro didn't learn the earth escape ninjutsu in the morning, so he continued to practice. Kazama was the one who made the nest. It was also earth escape ninjutsu, and there was no need to change the nature. One just had to control the chakra to slightly change the shape of the surface soil.

Sowing seeds, this method that Xinzi came up with, is to shoot out like a shuriken, and creatively spread chakra on the fingers. Every time you take a seed, stick the seed on your finger, and you don't have to worry about taking too much or too little. With the technique learned from the shuriken, you don't have to worry about not putting the seed in the right place.

Then Ichiro continued to sweep the soil with branches to cover the seeds, and that was it.

The farming task is completed, and it is not much slower than normal farming. Go back and hand in the task, and continue tomorrow.

The next day, we picked fruits and practiced shuriken, being responsible for knocking the fruits down, and teleportation, being responsible for catching the fruits.

On the third day, delivering letters and practicing teleportation.

Day 4: Gather herbs and practice forest sneaking and earth escape.

The fifth day, . . . . .

Class 6 has become obsessed with D-level missions. Other classes carry out a mission every two or three days, but they have at least one mission every day. For missions like delivering letters, they even take on several in a single day.

In just a few months, the sixth class had accumulated hundreds of D-level missions. The thankless tasks such as farming and garbage cleaning were almost all done by the sixth class. Other classes often complained about these tasks because they didn't get much money, had a lot of work, and were tired. The sixth class went and came back happily, and complained that it was not enough. Farming was addictive.

Ichiro and Nobuko's daily income of several hundred or even a thousand taels filled their pockets. At Kazama's suggestion, Ichiro ordered an octagonal iron rod. Don't underestimate this iron rod. It is not made of fine iron, but is made of eight triangular columns pieced together in order, and tied with steel wire to ensure that the iron rod is round and integrated. The reason for doing this is to ensure the quality of the iron rod itself while also having a certain degree of elasticity. Ichiro majored in stick techniques. The wooden stick was too light for Ichiro and was useless. The iron rod was of the right weight, but too hard. This structure was just right.

After much deliberation, Nobuko finally chose the sword, which was the result of a discussion between Zaojian, Fengjian and Nobuko. Nobuko was agile and decisive, and her pursuit of perfection made her very suitable for using a sword. The sword she chose was not a samurai sword, but a sword with a blood groove on the back, a double-edged front, a curved blade, and a slender Xiuchun sword. With the instant body technique learned from Zaojian and the sword-drawing technique taught by Fengjian, she could cut a tree trunk as thick as a thigh with one sword, just like cutting melons and vegetables. The murderous swordsmanship in Nobuko's hands was as precise and elegant as the words of the sword girl.