Seeing that the tall and tall horses no longer blocked the way, Tsunade clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:

"Can't you just be accommodating?"

"No just no way!"

No matter how categorical it is, there is no merciless meaning at all. （）

Just when Tsunade and Zai Bu were arguing, Erina Nagikiri's grandfather, Nagi Senzaemon, mingled among the villagers, raised his head, and saw Yang Ming's shop, and a trace of essence flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Is this the legendary little shop in the ninja world?"

"Hmm!"

He inhaled like a dragon, took a deep breath, and the air poured into his nostrils with the smell of wine.

With a "ha", Nagi Senzaemon sighed comfortably, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and involuntarily admired:

"Yes, yes, this aroma, just smelling it, I smell several different ingredients together, and what is even more amazing is that it has only been brewed for a few days, but I don't know how it has this aroma that is comparable to decades of wine?"

"Wonderful!

Bang Bang Bang!

When Nagi Kiri's Senzaemon voice fell, loud applause came from inside the shop.

"Admire! I really admire! Just through the aroma of wine, I can analyze so much, and I deserve to be called the man who is called the Demon King, it's really amazing!"

"Oh?"

Nagi Senzaemon raised his eyelids suddenly, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light!

Even if he looks ordinary, he is not in the crowd, but at this moment, all living beings can't hide the light on him!

This is the Grandmaster Chef!

A unique existence that is even higher than the cooking skills of master chefs!

Seeing Yang Ming's ordinary figure enter the field of vision, Nagi Senzaemon smiled heroically.

"You're Yang Ming, right?"

Although it was a question, the tone was extremely determined.

Facing this grandmaster-level chef, Yang Ming gave enough respect and nodded, "Exactly!"

"Eh, eh!" Tsunade looked left and right, and raised his hand impatiently and waved, "Yang Ming, you see that so many of us are attracted by the fragrance of your wine, you can't let us go home empty-handed, right?"

"Oh?" Nagi Senzaemon was shocked, "Could it be that there are some strange rules here that don't let us in?"

"But it's not!" Tsunade looked resentful, "Yang Ming is also true, every day only the three lucky people who draw admission tickets will enter the tavern, and no one else can!"

"Ugh!"

Nagi Senzaemon looked confused!

And this kind of thing?

In the face of the surging public opinion, Yang Ming still did not change his face, and said indifferently: "It's good that you know." ”

Tsunade: ".........................................."

Nagi Senzaemon: "........................"

"I finally know now......" Nagi Senzaemon said to Yang Ming with a snort, "Why does Erina hate you so much, I feel very unhappy now!"

Obviously, the wine is current, and I just can't drink it!

This feeling of grievance can only be deeply understood by the person concerned!

Tsunade waved his fist, his strange power was faintly visible, and he said angrily: "Yang Ming, you really can't be accommodating?"

Seeing Tsunade, the Hokage, taking the lead, the other villagers also coaxed:

"Yes, yes!"

"It's not like we can't afford to pay!"

"Protest! Strongly protest!"

"We're going to drink!"

"Drink! drink!"

The crowd was surging, and it was obvious that Yang Ming's new wine was so good that they were so emotional.

As a grandmaster-level chef in the world of the spirit of the halberd, Nagi Senzaemon has his own unique cooking concept, and in his opinion, since it is the request of the guest, as a chef, he should meet it as much as possible, rather than stick to his own rules, so he very much disagrees with Yang Ming's concept.

Nagi Senzaemon looked at Yang Ming with deep meaning, and said secretly:

"What are you going to do in this situation?"

Yang Ming's face was calm and waveless, with a look of Mount Tai collapsing without falling, even if Tsunade, the Hokage, took the lead in protesting, his face remained unchanged, and he said lightly:

"No! that's the rules of our store!"

Everyone: "......"

Quiet!

Quiescence!

It's so quiet!

Nagi Senzaemon looked confused, opened his mouth several times, and finally couldn't speak, he was really speechless!

Even if he was already a grandmaster-level chef, in the world of the Halberd Spirit, if the leader of that country led the people to protest to him, I am afraid he would not dare to resist at all!

After all, although Nagi Senzaemon is the commander of the Yuanyue Academy, and the Yuanyue Academy is a world-famous celebrity chef training school, but in the final analysis, the Yuanyue Academy is not his alone, and he has to bow his proud head in the face of the powerful.

"Eh!" Nagi Senzaemon let out a long sigh, "No wonder, this Yang Ming is so young that he can make a name for himself in the ninja world of Nuoda, just by virtue of this, I am ashamed of myself and have to write a word!"

"But since then, I've become more and more curious about the wine he makes. ”

Nagi Senzaemon is older, more good wine, knows that wine has three flavors, once tasted almost every kind of wine in the world of halberd spirits, but even the century-old vodka brewed in the Alps Lingquan, or the daughter red that has been handed down to the present day in the Manchu Dynasty, has never been so fragrant and mellow as the wine brewed by Yang Ming!

Seeing that Yang Ming would never compromise and not cut behind him, Uchiha Itachi, Ah Fei, and Ghost Shark came when they heard the sound, standing behind them one by one, and the momentum of many shadow-level powerhouses was connected together, as if they were overwhelming, overshadowing the turbulence of a group of villagers at once, Tsunade was suddenly so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Yang Ming, you're really angry with me!"

"I'm begging you, next time you sell wine, don't sell it so fragrant, okay! Do you know what it's like to smell wine at night?"

Yang Ming looked at Tsunade and became more and more excited, especially the villagers next to him nodded in approval, even the big star Fuji Fengxue was no exception, Yang Ming's face flashed a trace of embarrassment.

"The sake brewing is so fragrant, do you blame me?"

"Don't blame anyone!" Tsunade said, almost frantically.

As the saying goes, an iron rod and a radish, Yang Ming had already refused with a resolute attitude before, and in order to avoid a serious situation, it was time to give a radish.

After a deep groan, Yang Ming said:

"Then let's do it, in the future, the number of lottery tickets open in the tavern will be increased from three to ten!"

This......

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I feel extremely entangled.

This number of places is still very small!

However, they all knew that this was already the bottom line drawn by Yang Ming, so they all thought about how to grab this place tomorrow.