The Great Capitalist Uchiha Shin

A few days later, inside the Uchiha Clan Head's study.

"I don't want to study anymore! I want to go out and play!"

"No, dear Shin, today is the last day. Please give your father some face, okay?"

"I don't want to! The old man is just taking advantage of me because I'm still young!"

"Shhh, keep it down. If your father hears you, you'll have to stay here for a few more days."

The Uchiha mother and son were having a heated argument in front of the desk.

"Anyway, it's been so many days already. Would that old man dare to have an opinion if I skipped one day?" Shin closed the scroll with a defiant look.

"Have you forgotten that day when you were chased around the clan grounds by your father like a dog? Who was it that said they would be good from now on?"

Aoko patted her youngest son's head and said earnestly.

Shin slapped away his mother's mischievous hand and retorted excitedly, "He wasn't chasing me! He was the one acting like a mad dog, chasing me all night!"

"Alright, alright. If your father approves your outing tomorrow, I'll take you to see the goldfish."

"No, how can a cute and charming villain give in so easily?" Shin firmly believed that he couldn't let his old man succeed.

"Pfft... cute and charming? You're killing me! Hahaha..."

Aoko didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with Shin setting himself up as a villain.

It seemed she was just as oblivious when she was younger.

"Whatever, I'm ditching!"

Shin got up and tried to run, but Aoko grabbed him in a hug. "Little Shin-Shin, tell Mommy what you want to do outside. I don't believe that someone who's been a shut-in for five years can't even last a week."

Shin pouted in his mother's arms, secretly thinking that old ginger was indeed spicier.

He quickly broke free from the embrace and went to the bookshelf, taking down several scrolls.

Aoko looked at him suspiciously, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

With a "smack," Shin activated the "Konoha Office Style: Desk Clearing Technique."

After sweeping the extra scrolls on the desk to the ground, he opened the scrolls in his hand and showed them to his mother.

Aoko took a closer look and saw all kinds of design drawings, along with the dimensions and assembly methods of the separate parts.

"How do you like it, Mother? My results from these past few days aren't bad, right?" Shin put his hands on his hips, his face full of pride.

Aoko put down the scroll, turned to look at Shin, and then picked up the scroll again with a questioning look, examining it closely several times.

Shin, with his hands on his hips, was in a rather complicated mood.

Wasn't he just showing off his "genius" a little? There was no need to be so suspicious, right?

Aoko seemed to have convinced herself that the other party was a genius.

She finally showed a smile and praised, "Although I don't really understand the principles behind these things, if the functions are really as stated above, then it is indeed worthy of praise."

Shin couldn't help but get excited, "Then can I go out and find a blacksmith to forge these things?"

"Go ahead, but I have to go with you." Aoko was still worried that he would cause trouble after going out.

As for what the design drawings were? Of course, they were some household items designed by Shin based on his physics knowledge from his previous life, such as washing machines and microwave ovens.

You ask what they use for power generation? Definitely not love!

Ahem... actually, it's based on the attribute conversion of Chakra, designing a core scroll for storing and converting Chakra.

The parts of the design drawings that Aoko couldn't understand were the relevant formulas.

Shin didn't know how to make the relevant scrolls, so he had to wait until he learned it himself or find someone responsible.

(As for the names of these appliances, don't complain. If I didn't say it like this, would you readers understand?)

The energy used by the items in the design drawings is not electrical energy.

For example, the washing machine relies on this scroll to convert the stored Chakra into wind attribute Chakra, and then relies on the wind attribute Chakra to drive the precisely designed drum inside, ultimately cleaning the clothes.

The scroll can also be converted into fire attribute Chakra to dry the clothes.

The microwave oven uses converted lightning attribute Chakra to heat food with electromagnetic force.

Originally, Shin planned to create cars and airplanes.

Unfortunately, as soon as he tried to simulate the engine principle in his mind, his brain "crashed."

But he wasn't afraid at all. Shadow Clone: Super Computer Technique, take a look.

Fortunately, he transmigrated early. If he had arrived in Naruto's era, air conditioners, TVs, and game consoles would have been taken over by a bunch of roughnecks.

The Uchiha Ninja Tool Shop is the first choice for clan members to buy ninja tools.

The Uchiha mother and son, who had arrived outside the shop, were discussing whether to buy the shop.

Once the things in the design drawings were made, they could be placed in the commercial street and make a good profit.

"Why not merge the clan's shops into a large group and distribute them to the clan members according to shares?"

Shin's suggestion left Aoko utterly bewildered: "What group? What shares?"

The transmigrator couldn't help but sigh at how great this era was! If it were ten or eight years later, wouldn't all the leeks have been harvested already?

The great capitalist Shin began to explain the concepts of companies and groups to his mother, leaving her completely dumbfounded.

"So, you're saying we turn the clan's shops into companies, then merge them into a clan-wide group, and distribute shares to everyone?"

"Wouldn't that mean our family earns less money?" Aoko couldn't quite grasp the idea of sharing profits.

As for all these new terms, she just assumed her youngest son was making them up.

After all, he'd always been a bit eccentric like this, ever since he was a child.

The Uchiha clan leader's family had long grown accustomed to these unfamiliar words.

So, why distribute shares to other clan members? Wouldn't it be better to keep all the profits for themselves?

The great capitalist Shin patiently explained, "Mother, keeping all the profits is certainly nice, but what happens if we give shares to the other clan members?"

"Wouldn't they work even harder? And if someone tries to cause trouble, the clan members won't let them get away with it..."

"So, it's like spending a little money to hire the entire clan as bodyguards!"

Aoko finally understood. It was similar to the clan's existing system, just replacing authority with money.

"Mother, I suggest you become the Chairman of the Board and General Manager."

Shin was only five years old; no one in the clan would listen to him.

"Me? Can I really do that?" Aoko wasn't so sure of herself.

"What are you worried about? I'm here, aren't I?" The great capitalist Shin declared decisively, "Listen to me, just listen to me!"

The mother and son exchanged a smile.

Wearing the same expression, they walked into the Uchiha Ninja Tool Shop.

"Teoyaki, can you make the items in these blueprints?" Shin asked Teoyaki, who was working at the shop.

Of course, he didn't bring the diagrams for the combination methods.

Teoyaki looked over the blueprints before replying, "Yes, I can. The dimensions are all so detailed..."

"But making only one of each item will be quite expensive, and it'll take at least a month to finish."

"Don't worry, Teoyaki. My father should be buying this shop in a few days anyway." Shin acted as if money was no object.

"???" Teoyaki, wearing a black question mark expression, was filled with confusion.

Weren't the clan leader and his son at each other's throats just a few days ago? Now it seems like they've reconciled?

"Teoyaki, you'll be the shop manager then!" Shin patted the still-puzzled Teoyaki on the shoulder.

"Isn't that a bit much? I don't think my abilities are quite..."

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think. Listen to me, it's decided!" Shin interrupted him before he could finish.

This feeling made him feel incredibly pleased.

Teoyaki watched the mother and son leave, and couldn't help but sigh at the vicissitudes of life.

Just a moment ago, he was just a worker, and in a few days, he'd become the shop manager?