The next day.
Natsuki came to Kimimaro and Haku's room.
Kimimaro had already begun training, while Haku was reading at the side.
"Good morning, Lord Natsuki." Seeing Natsuki enter, Haku set down his book and walked over to him.
Natsuki casually rubbed Haku's head and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?"
Haku smiled. "Kimimaro and I had soy milk and soup dumplings."
Within the Radiant Hidden Village, many Uchiha Clan Members ran businesses in their own clan district.
The methods for making snacks and foods that Natsuki had brought over were free for the Uchiha Clan Members to use.
They only needed to submit an application, and the clan would generally approve it.
The requirement was simple: if they entered a particular trade, they had to ensure that someone could take over when they stopped working. It could be a family member or someone else.
Natsuki had established this rule so he could eat these snacks whenever he wanted in the future.
Now, whenever Natsuki opened his eyes, every kind of delicious food was readily available.
As for whether the flavors were authentic, Natsuki no longer cared. Being able to recreate these things in another world was already impressive enough.
There were all kinds of noodles, soups, pan-fried buns, and more. After years of development, even the tofu pudding Natsuki liked had evolved into several different flavors.
Some liked it with gravy, some preferred it spicy, and some liked it sweet.
It could be said that everything had flourished.
Natsuki was quite satisfied with this.
He walked to the bed and patted Kimimaro on the shoulder.
"Lord Natsuki."
Kimimaro got off the bed. "I'm ready."
Natsuki checked Kimimaro's physical condition. The abundant Life Energy in his body had basically been depleted again.
"Show me the All-Killing Ash Bones."
Natsuki had already