A group of three people arrived at the store entrance.
Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama raised their heads and looked at the sign on the door.
[Agricultural product sales office]
"Go ahead, hold on tight."
Chiba opened the door and walked into the room first.
Madara and the other man followed closely behind.
Enter the hall.
There are more than a dozen glass display cabinets in front of you.
"Eh?" Senju Hashirama exclaimed, pointed at the display cabinets around him, and asked curiously, "Boss, what is this for?"
"This is a display cabinet. We will grow crops, select different types, and then put them here for display." Chiba explained.
"I see." Senju Hashirama nodded.
Think back to the Warring States Period.
There was no such thing back then.
"Boss, why are there no vegetables in this display cabinet?"
Senju Hashirama asked again.
Uchiha Madara, who was standing by, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard this.
"Dazhuzi, are you stupid? Are you stupid?"
"Boss, your crops haven't been planted yet, what are you going to show?"
"Do you want to show your head?"
After being mercilessly rebuked, Senju Hashirama shrank his neck and was unable to refute.
"Uh... yeah, I forgot about that."
Uchiha Madara rolled his eyes and complained.
"Sure enough, there's something wrong with your brain."
"There's a hole in my brain..." Hearing the complaints from his mortal enemy, Senju Hashirama's face instantly fell, looking bitter and pitiful.
Uchiha Madara's eyelids twitched wildly when he saw this.
"Dazhuzi, you haven't changed at all. You always feel disappointed."
"Aban, am I really that unlucky?"
Senju Hashirama asked with a gloomy face.
Hearing this, Uchiha Madara patted Senju Hashirama's shoulder, his expression looking extremely serious.
"Dazhuzi, be more confident and remove the '?' at the end. You are really unlucky!"
"Ugh... I'm possessed by the god of bad luck!" Senju Hashirama was hit hard again. He squatted down, and kept drawing circles on the ground with his right fingers.
Uchiha Madara felt relieved when he saw his archenemy like this.
For him.
The worse Hashirama Senju's performance became, the happier and more proud he felt.
He hasn't forgotten.
When he was fighting with Dazhuzi, he was stabbed in the back!
It seems to be the waist.
The kidney was hit.
Chiba looked at the gloomy face of Senju Hashirama, then looked at the complacent Uchiha Madara, and sighed in his heart.
In the past, when I was alone, it seemed very lonely.
Now that these two guys are here, there will be endless fun to watch in the future.
After sighing, Qianye smiled and said, "Now that you have become my employees, I, as the boss, will cook for you personally to celebrate."
"Cook! Eat! Eat rice!" Hashirama Senju, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles, suddenly brightened up his eyes and immediately became energetic.
When Uchiha Madara saw this scene, his eyes were full of contempt.
"It's shameful that a person of this age is still a foodie."
"Aban, what do you know?" Senju Hashirama curled his lips and said unhappily, "Can I be called a foodie? I'm just filling my stomach that hasn't been filled for a long time."
"You're really good at describing greed in such a refreshing and refined way." Uchiha Madara spoke with contempt again.
"Tsk, I'm not going to talk to you anymore." Senju Hashirama turned his head away angrily, then rubbed his hands, looked at Qianye, grinned, "Hehe, you have to taste the boss's cooking skills!"
"Don't worry, the top chef certificate is not obtained for nothing." Qianye replied with a smile.
"Special chef certificate?" Senju Hashirama looked confused.
"Don't worry about the details." Qianye waved his hand.
...
...
In the kitchen.
Chiba was holding a kitchen knife and was about to cut the pork belly on the chopping board when he was interrupted by Uchiha Madara who was standing beside him.
"Boss, let me take care of the meat cutting."
"Leave it to you?" Qianye asked, "Have you ever cooked?"
In his impression.
It seems that I have never seen Uchiha Madara cooking.
When asked by the boss, Uchiha Madara twitched his lips and said seriously: "Don't worry, I can kill people, let alone cut meat."
"Are you sure you can cook?" Chiba always felt that it was not reliable.
"Boss, if you're worried, I'll kill the big pillar right now and let you see my swordsmanship, how about that?" As Uchiha Madara spoke, he looked at Senju Hashirama with ill intent.
Feeling the other party's perverted gaze, Hashirama Senju couldn't help but shudder.
"Aban, you have such a vicious heart!"
"Hmph, who told you to stab me in the back before?" Uchiha Madara directly brought up the past and said unhappily.
"Sure enough, you have always hated me for stabbing you in the back!" Senju Hashirama replied with a dark face.
Hearing the two people about to quarrel, Qianye became as anxious as an ox.
"Stop, stop, stop! You two, just shut up."
Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, who were about to argue, immediately shut their mouths and stared at each other.
Chiba handed over the kitchen knife in his hand.
"Here, you cut the meat."
Taking the kitchen knife, Uchiha Madara nodded and started to work on the pork belly on the chopping board.
At this time, Senju Hashirama came over.
"Boss, what do I do?"
Hearing this, Qianye pointed at the vegetables.
"Please clean these."
"Okay."
Senju Hashirama nodded immediately and started to work.
After giving instructions to his employees, Chiba was not idle either.
Come to the stove and heat the oil in a pan.