Conquering the Young Lady's Stomach

"It's not that exaggerated. Hashirama's chakra reserves are about two hundred times greater than Tobirama's. The reason he could use True Several Thousand Hands was partly due to the boost from Sage Mode, and partly because he was over-exerting his life force, refining chakra beyond his limits."

Shaking her head slightly, Uzumaki Mito spoke with a hint of sadness. Although Senju Hashirama ultimately won the battle at the Valley of the End, he paid a heavy price.

After hearing this explanation, Shimura Kentei suddenly understood, roughly guessing why the First Hokage died just a few years after the battle.

It was well known that the use of ninja chakra had strict regulations. Over-refining chakra could damage the body, and in severe cases, could even lead to instant death.

This rule was unavoidable even for a top-tier powerhouse like the First Hokage.

It was estimated that the First Hokage's cause of death was life force depletion, combined with frequent use of Seal-less Healing during battles, exhausting his cell division count and severely overdrawing his body. Even with Senju Hashirama's Body, it was difficult to withstand.

"Madara truly is the man who drained the God of Shinobi dry!"

After a silent sigh, Shimura Kentei didn't know what to say about the bond between Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama. This was probably the legendary love-hate relationship!

"Miss, it's time for dinner. Why don't you join me for a meal? I specially called a chef from home; his cooking is excellent, and I guarantee you've never tasted food like it."

Glancing at the sky outside, Shimura Kentei decisively extended the invitation.

He had to hold onto this golden thigh tightly!

"I am indeed a bit hungry!"

Uzumaki Mito, who had initially intended to refuse, became interested when Shimura Kentei mentioned it. She rubbed her stomach, eager to experience the delicacies Shimura Kentei spoke of.

After receiving a positive response from Miss Mito, Shimura Kentei directly led her to Tsunade's luxurious mansion. As soon as they entered, they saw a figure busy in the courtyard.

"Uncle Lu, are you cooking these days?"

While leading Uzumaki Mito inside the mansion, Shimura Kentei called out to the figure busy in the courtyard.

"It's my turn. Young master, you'll have to guide me well!"

Shimura Lu said with a chuckle. His gaze swept over Shimura Kentei, and when he saw Uzumaki Mito following behind, his heart skipped a beat as he recognized her identity.

"Little Lu, we meet again!"

Uzumaki Mito greeted him with a cheerful smile, clearly recognizing Shimura Lu as well.

"Greetings, my lady!"

Shimura Lu quickly bowed. He was quite shocked and emotional, not expecting his young master to be able to bring this person out.

"Uncle Lu, you know Mito?"

Looking at the young lady beside him in surprise, and then at the uncle before him, Shimura Kentei hadn't expected them to know each other.

"Mito? Oh! Yes, I had the honor of being assigned to protect Lady Mito on a mission."

Slightly taken aback, Shimura Lu didn't understand why this lady wasn't using her real name, but he wisely chose to cooperate.

Matters concerning such important figures were not for him to interfere with; it was better not to meddle.

"So that's how it is!"

Nodding in understanding, Shimura Kentei gained a further understanding of the identity of the young lady beside him.

Although Uncle Lu was cooking for him now, he was originally an Elite Jonin. However, due to a mission, his legs were broken by an enemy, forcing him into retirement.

To have an Elite Jonin serve as a bodyguard, the status of this young lady could be imagined.

"Are you cooking, Little Lu? I've never heard you had this skill before."

Led by Shimura Kentei, Uzumaki Mito sat at a large round table and asked curiously.

She knew a bit about Shimura Lu; his own strength was considerable, and his Wind Release ninjutsu was incredibly sharp, but she had never heard that he was also skilled in cooking.

"I learned it after retiring, and with the young master's guidance, I've developed many new dishes. You must try them this time, my lady."

Shimura Lu spoke with confidence and pride, quite satisfied with his current achievements.

After being disabled and retiring, he had indeed been depressed for a while, but after the young master found him, he regained his confidence and found a new goal to strive for.

"Then I must try them!"

Seeing Shimura Lu's confidence and pride, Uzumaki Mito's interest grew even stronger.

Seeing Shimura Kentei and Uzumaki Mito take their seats, Shimura Lu summoned a Shadow Clone to bring two basins of clean water. Shimura Kentei washed his hands in one and dried them with a towel.

Uzumaki Mito also washed her hands, and then Shimura Lu brought out the various dishes, which had completed their final preparations. The exquisite dishes dazzled Uzumaki Mito.

"Miss Mito, come, try this sweet and sour fish first!"

Picking up a pair of serving chopsticks, Shimura Kentei picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish and placed it on the plate in front of Uzumaki Mito, gesturing for her to try.

As a foodie from Earth, he found the food in the Naruto world unpalatable. It was a pity that in his previous life, he only knew how to eat, not cook.

Fortunately, as the young master of the Shimura Clan, as long as he gave the order, there were plenty of people to do the work.

A few years ago, he had people collect food recipes from more than half of the Ninja World. Based on that, and incorporating the Chinese cuisine he had eaten in his past life, he directed the chefs to painstakingly replicate some of the Eight Great Cuisines of China.

Uncle Shimura Lu's specialty was Shandong cuisine, and this sweet and sour fish was a representative work.

It was a shame that there were no carp in this world; otherwise, it would have been even more classic.

Uzumaki Mito, who had been craving it, picked up the small piece of sweet and sour fish and took a gentle bite. A slight crunching sound could be heard, indicating it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Immediately, a balanced sweet and sour taste spread through her mouth, a flavor so delicious that her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly in bliss.

Shimura Kentei was quite pleased with the young lady's adorable expression, marking a crucial step in his plan to get close to her.

When dealing with creatures like this young lady, food was the primary weapon. Back when he was the Yellow Blue Knight, most of his employers who fit the "young lady" type ordered various gourmet dishes.

As the saying goes, men build connections over drinks, while women are conquered at the dining table.

"Here, try this crispy pork knuckle!"

Seeing the young lady finish the sweet and sour carp, Shimura Kentei picked up a piece of crispy pork knuckle.

"Is this pork leg?"

Looking at the piece of seemingly greasy pork on the plate, Uzumaki Mito frowned slightly. As a beauty, she naturally disliked greasy things.

"It is indeed pork leg. Don't be fooled by its greasy appearance; it's rich without being heavy. Try it!"

Nodding, Shimura Kentei also picked up a piece of crispy pork knuckle and tasted it. The familiar flavor brought back many memories, and it was about seventy percent similar to the crispy pork knuckles he had tasted in his previous life.

After a moment of hesitation, Uzumaki Mito picked up the piece of crispy pork knuckle and took a small bite. Her brows were furrowed at first, but soon her bright eyes lit up, and she put the entire piece from her chopsticks into her mouth, her beautiful eyes narrowing again.

"Uncle Road, didn't you say we should wait for me to get back before eating?"

Just then, a young boy burst in, quickly sitting down at the table and complaining to Shimura Lu.

They had agreed earlier, but this uncle had no manners and didn't wait for him.

As soon as he sat down, Senju Nawaki noticed that there was an extra person today, someone he was very familiar with, which made his entire body freeze.

Just as he was about to speak, he was silenced by a piece of sweet and sour fish thrown at him by the other person, accompanied by a cold remark.

"Don't talk while eating!"

He obediently lowered his head, chewed the sweet and sour fish in his mouth, and swallowed it. This scene made Shimura Kentei gain a further understanding of the young lady's status in the Senju Clan.

At least she wasn't any less intimidating than that violent woman, Tsunade!

"Here, Miss Mito, try this Wensi Tofu Soup!"

"And these shredded fish with scallions and pepper, this snakehead fish egg soup is also good..."

Shimura Kentei solicitously served dishes to the young lady beside him, which made Senju Nawaki opposite him look increasingly strange and harbor more hostility towards Shimura Kentei.

What the hell is this bastard trying to do?

Putting aside Senju Nawaki, whose mood was getting worse, Shimura Kentei and Uzumaki Mito ate with great enjoyment. However, what Shimura Kentei didn't expect was that this young lady was actually a big eater.

More than half of the large table full of dishes went into her stomach; her appetite was comparable to several burly men.

"Your Shimura family really knows how to enjoy yourselves!"

Finishing the dishes on the table, Uzumaki Mito gently patted her slightly bulging stomach, filled with emotion.

Given her status, she had eaten plenty of gourmet food, but today she realized her ignorance and understood what true cuisine meant.

"Young master, sir, please try this soup!"

After having a Shadow Clone clear the empty plates from the table, Shimura Lu brought over a small basin of soup.

"Whoa! Uncle Road, you even learned this!"

Looking at the soup in the basin, Shimura Kentei was quite surprised. This wasn't part of the Lu cuisine series.

"I learned it by accident!"

He smiled modestly, but his pride was evident.

"Miss Mito, come and try this!"

He got up and served a bowl of soup for himself and the young lady, gesturing for her to try it. He then took a sip himself. As for Senju Nawaki, he could only help himself.

However, Uzumaki Mito looked at the soup in the small bowl before her and hesitated to start. Her brows gradually furrowed.

"Can hair be cooked?"

Turning her head, Uzumaki Mito found it difficult to swallow the soup.

"This isn't hair, but finely shredded shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots, carrots, tofu, seaweed, and other ingredients. It just looks like hair because it's so fine," Shimura Kentei explained with a grin.

He had to admit, this world with its cultivation civilization surpassed his previous life in some aspects. For instance, the knife skills here were far superior to those of the chefs in his past life.

After all, that Uncle Road never used a knife when cooking; he used Wind Release chakra for cutting, so he could cut anything as finely as he wanted.

"You can cut tofu into such fine shreds?"

Her beautiful eyes widened, and Uzumaki Mito was shocked.

The other ingredients were one thing, but how could something as delicate as tofu be cut into such fine shreds?

Could dishes be made like this?

"It just takes practice!"

At this moment, Shimura Lu smiled modestly again, indicating that practice makes perfect.

Of course, he made it sound easy, but in reality, he had put in a lot of effort over the past few years to achieve such knife skills.

Fortunately, he was already skilled in Wind Release ninjutsu and had a good foundation; otherwise, it would have been difficult to reach this level.

"Young Master, tell us what could still be improved this time!"

Taking out a small notebook, Shimura Lu held a pen in his right hand, gesturing for Shimura Kentei to give his feedback.

These were all new dishes. Others who ate them only knew they were delicious and couldn't point out any flaws. Only this young master had the most discerning palate and could provide them with valuable opinions.

Only by obtaining these opinions and understanding the shortcomings of these dishes could they begin to improve them and do better and better.

It was precisely with the young master's help these past few years that they had reached this level.

"There are still shortcomings in something this delicious?"

Uzumaki Mito, who was tasting the Wensi Tofu Soup, widened her beautiful eyes, finding it difficult to understand the Shimura family's mindset.

It was already so delicious, yet they still claimed there were shortcomings. Were they aiming for the heavens?

As for Senju Nawaki, he paid no attention to this, only continuing to slurp the soup.

He had witnessed a similar scene every day, morning, noon, and night, for the past month. He had been surprised at first, but after a few days, he had gradually become numb.

They truly were not from the same world as the Shimura family; he simply couldn't comprehend their way of thinking.

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