Chapter 37 The Thousand-Handed Clan Comes to Our Store

The old man closed his eyes slightly, full of memories, with a proud smile on his face, raised his head slightly, raised his beard, and said: "My name is Qianshou Tongjian, and the patriarch is naturally Master Zhujian."

Slap.

At the other table, Miyamoto Musashi was so frightened that he let go of his hand, and the chopsticks fell to the ground.

Miyamoto Musashi asked with a trembling voice, "Master, is what you said true?"

It's no wonder that Miyamoto Musashi lost color, it's really Senju Hashirama, but a legend in the village.

It is precisely because of the birth of Senshou Bashirama that he turned the tide and joined forces with Uchiha Madara to open up a fairyland on earth in the endless Warring States, which is now Konoha Village.

From a very young age, Miyamoto Musashi grew up listening to the story of this great man, how can he not be surprised?

The old man Tongjian stared wide-eyed and said angrily, "How can this old man lie!"

"I think back then, the old man witnessed with his own eyes that the patriarch was full of heroism and aura, and countless powerful enemies were instantly wiped out in ashes."

"Although it has been several decades, but every time I think about it, my blood is still boiling!"

Miyamoto Musashi was attracted by what the old man said, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. Before the thousands of troops, one generation and one eye were fighting alone. With just one punch and one kick, they would shake the heavens and the earth. Amazing!

Miyamoto Musashi said in a chant-like tone: "The strange man of the ages, the hero of the whole life, only Zhu Jian-sama!"

When the old man Tongjian heard the patriarch's praise from outsiders, his heart was filled with joy, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed like chrysanthemums in full bloom. dinner!"

Miyamoto Musashi was suddenly panicked, waved his hands desperately, and said, "How dare I ask you to invite me? If you want to invite me, I will invite you."

After all, he clutched his wallet distressedly, and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I just did a task not long ago, otherwise I would be ashamed today."

After some refusals, it was Miyamoto Musashi who finally came to treat the guests.

Being treated to a meal by someone would make anyone feel better.

After the old man in Tongjian was happy, he hesitated for a while, couldn't help his curiosity, picked up the chopsticks, and asked Yang Ming: "Boss, can you tell me about the origin of these chopsticks?"

"Oh?" Yang Ming frowned, "What's so strange about this?"

What's so strange about this?

Surprisingly big!

The old man Tongjian yelled in his heart, but then he thought, this boss is so willful, maybe this rare and unusual chopsticks are just ordinary chopsticks?

So, holding the seven points and three points of anger, the old man Tongjian said: "Boss, do you know that Lord Zhujian used this kind of chopsticks to eat back then?"

"What's the matter, isn't it for eating?"

It was fine if Yang Ming didn't speak, but when he spoke, he couldn't speak at all, and the old man in Tongjian shook suddenly.

The old man Tongjian looked at Yang Ming with the eyes of a prodigal son, hating iron for not being strong: "Boss, do you know that the raw materials for making this kind of chopsticks have long been extinct, and the remaining chopsticks of this kind are mostly daimyo and aristocrats?" It’s a collection, and it’s the kind that has a price but no market!”

"Okay, I get it now."

Yang Ming said calmly.

But in his heart, Yang Ming went crazy, and asked the system in his heart: "System, are these chopsticks really that valuable?"

"Host, the chopsticks provided by this system are made of thunder pine wood that has been extinct for two hundred years. The color is dull and the charm is preserved. If converted into currency, it is worth about one million."

The system said seriously and seriously.

"Fuck!" Yang Ming felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and said, "System, can I sell it?"

"cannot!"

In a word, Yang Ming felt very distressed when the effect was pulled out.

I think he worked so hard to open the store, but he didn't even see 10,000 yuan.

But now, I usually use millions of chopsticks, not just one pair!

This feeling is the same as buying a house or a car with great difficulty, marrying a wife and returning home, only to suddenly find out that the other party is a ladyboy who came back from Thailand.

Really... gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate!

And when he saw Yang Ming's calm expression, as if the sky would not change his expression, the old man Tongjian couldn't help but sighed: "Boss, you really have the style of a patriarch, admire, admire!"

As for Miyamoto Musashi at the other table, his face was full of panic.

He didn't expect that the chopsticks he used to have had such a great background.

Why was he here just now?

Let the chopsticks fall to the ground!

He didn't care much before, and just wiped it with his clothes casually.

But now it's different, Miyamoto Musashi carefully checked the chopsticks with a pilgrimage mentality, worried that they wouldn't knock them out.

Not to mention that his salary is not enough to compensate, just this kind of chopsticks, even used by a big man like Senju Zhuma, has already made Miyamoto Musashi blame himself.

"I'm so stupid, really!"

"Obviously knowing that the boss is a reclusive master, even the ramen he made casually has a miracle of good fortune, so where is the tableware provided by the small shop?"

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Musashi was trembling when he ate the noodles.

Even looking at the bowl of ramen, his eyes are different, for fear that his rough hands and feet will accidentally break the noodle bowl.

The mentality has changed, Miyamoto Musashi can't wait to finish the ramen quickly, pay the bill and leave.

As a low-level ninja, facing such a gorgeous lineup, he felt extremely inferior, wishing he could put a pair of wings on his back and leave quickly.

Miyamoto Musashi glanced at him, and suddenly found that the old man Tongjian was also in such a hurry. Immediately, a sense of intimacy with similar people emerged spontaneously.

Soon, the two finished eating, checked out and left.

After they left, the shop welcomed another wave of customers which was rare.

Far away, Yang Ming heard the voice of Naruto's loudspeaker: "Mr. Kakashi, you said this, don't go back on your word!"

A somewhat helpless voice sounded: "I know, Naruto, you didn't know how many times you told me along the way, the teacher said I would invite you to dinner, and I will definitely invite you!"

With the sound of footsteps approaching, four figures appeared in front of Yang Ming.

A picture of Naruto slacking off, Sasuke with a cold face, and Sakura as the background wall.

And, Mr. Kakashi with a nice face, a flash of light flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"Hey, brother, is there a new dish?"

Naruto glanced at the menu, rolled his eyes, and glanced at Kakashi, with a smug smile on his face.

"Brother, give me one of every item on the menu!"

"Okay, so what about the others?"

Sasuke and Sakura didn't care, and they all followed Naruto's example, and got a copy of each.

When Kakashi saw the menu on the wall, a thought suddenly came to his mind: "It's really beeping the dog!"

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