The Effectiveness of Ideas

At that moment, with a wave of his hand, something like a shadow entered his office. Then, this shadow actually slowly detached from the ground, floated up, and gradually took on the shape of a person.

"Shadow, take a look."

As he spoke, Hanzo handed the scroll in his hand to him. The person wearing a cloak, whose entire body was almost entirely black in tone, extended a hand, and this hand also wore black gloves.

After getting the scroll, he slowly raised his head, but his face was not meant to be seen by others. Because, just like the ANBU of other countries, he wore a mask on his face, except that his mask was pitch black. If not for the light shining from the exposed eyes, it really would have been impossible to tell that he was a living person.

He quickly read through the scroll, then looked at Hanzo, seemingly waiting for his orders.

"Step up the search for news about those rogue ninja around the Land of Rain. We need to resolve our internal issues before the war arrives."

Having received the command, the Shadow quickly merged into the ground, leaving only a scroll on the floor to tell that someone had once been in this place.

Thud, thud, thud.

"Come in."

"Lord Hanzo, this is the weighted-gear design blueprint given to you by Your Excellency Zhou Yang."

Hanzo took the blueprint and waved his hand to dismiss the retainer. Then, he unconsciously glanced at the diagram, and the result almost made him burst out laughing. The artwork was simply too abstract, and you could tell he had modified it several times. It was also thanks to Zhou Yang marking out the data that he could barely make out that this was a piece of clothing. The bracers were simple and small in size, but precisely because they were small, Hanzo felt he was getting the short end of the stick. To satisfy the weight Zhou Yang required while keeping them so small, the materials used had to be exceptionally precious ones. He had originally thought they would be the large kind that could protect the entire arm.

"No, it looks like I still have to find this brat to raise the price again. The value of this pair of bracers alone is more than fifty thousand; for him to want to settle it with fifty thousand is way too cheap for him."

Just at that moment, Mu came to his office, and this time he was there to bring Hanzo good news. Because the increase in their villagers' income that month had reached a quite impressive level, and Hanzo, upon receiving the report, was very happy, he issued an order then and there to fully encourage the villagers to develop the fishing industry.

Meanwhile, the seafood food items brought back from Amegakure by merchants from other countries were also slowly spreading in their lands.

"Ichiraku, I see a seafood ramen appeared on your signboard. Shall I come order a bowl and try it?"

"Jiraiya, your luck is pretty good! Because this stuff is produced in scarcity, the stock I brought in isn't much, and this bowl you ordered is the very last one, oh!"

"So in-demand? Is it delicious?"

"You'll know once you taste it."

"Whoa! Why is it so savory? Huh? Is this crab meat inside here?"

"It's very similar to a crab; they say this is a sea crab."

"There are even these things in the sea?"

"Not too sure, anyway this is what I heard from the merchants. As for whether it's true or false, I don't know."

Because the environment of the Hidden Leaf Village was very excellent, they still had people farming seafood-type foods, but what they raised were ordinary crabs, and such huge crabs were also the first Jiraiya had ever seen.

"Boss, then when do you estimate there will be this kind of seafood coming over again?"

"Probably take about a week. After all, merchants need time to travel on the road."

"Is that so? I was also planning to bring Tsunade over to taste it recently; looks like I'll have to wait for a while."

"I figure the next batch of goods coming to my place will be relatively large."

"Huh? You mean this time was just a trial by the merchants?" Although Jiraiya was young at the time, his IQ was not low at all; it was just that most of his time was spent gathering material. So he instantly understood the boss's meaning.

"That's for sure! When a new ingredient comes out, you always have to see if it satisfies the public's taste. Looking at this situation, I reckon there will be large-scale purchases next."

"Heh, I wonder what guy actually thought of eating these products from the sea. Awesome!" Jiraiya sighed with emotion and didn't think anymore, because in his mind, apart from the Land of Water, only they and the Hidden Leaf Village had a large contact area with the sea. So it was only natural that this thing was discovered by fishermen from their side, and he just didn't expect that there was a transmigrator like Zhou Yang.

Because of environmental reasons in the other few countries, their road conditions were relatively poor. Therefore, compared to the Hidden Leaf Village, these things arrived a bit slower. Although the flavor was somewhat diminished as time passed, this did not affect the praise it received. The seafood ingredients of various countries were snapped up wildly in almost two days, and the merchants of course spotted this kind of business opportunity, successively inquiring about the source of this seafood and stepping onto their trade routes. Whenever there were merchants traveling for business, it was inevitably bound to be short of ninja bodyguards, so a large number of bodyguard missions suddenly appeared.

As for these things, our protagonist of course didn't know, seeing as he wasn't God. At this moment, he was still sweating profusely while training in the courtyard.

Finally, it was time for dinner. Today was the day Zhou Yang was officially discharged from the hospital, and it was also Zhou Yang's first proper meal in a month. In the hospital, aside from getting IV drips, he ate nutrition meals, but with just that portion size, how could he possibly be full? Just as he wanted a little more, he was suddenly informed that his meals had been strictly prescribed by Hanzo; whatever amount the doctor wanted him to eat was what he had to eat.

As a result, the hospital food, which was already not very tasty, drove him even more to a breakdown. So today he planned to eat it all back in one go, and moreover, this was at Hanzo's house where it didn't cost money, plus he could take a bit of revenge.

Hanzo at noon generally wouldn't go home; he would just make do simply in the office. With Hanzo not here, Zhou Yang became even more unscrupulous.

"Big sister, bring me ten more portions of this."

"Yes."

"Thank you, big sister." At this time, Zhou Yang's mouth was as sweet as could be. He had to win the servants over, otherwise what would happen if someone suddenly told on him halfway through his meal?

And the maid serving the dishes was also experiencing for the first time being called like that by someone in this household, so she felt completely flattered, making her whole head feel a bit dizzy. And Zhou Yang? Because he was naturally young and currently had an utterly harmless appearance, as a female she certainly couldn't resist. Since he wanted to eat, then let him eat; anyway, this child was Lord Hanzo's acquaintance.

Thus, the dishes were set on the table one plate after another. Although the portion of each dish was small, Zhou Yang still controlled himself to leave some out, because his female companion was still outside training.

Nan was estimated to have become extremely diligent because of Zhou Yang's words. When Zhou Yang called out to her, she only responded with a sound, and then continued practicing shuriken jutsu. As for ninjutsu—please, she was only this young, how much chakra could she possibly have? Moreover, exhausting one's chakra was also a really bad thing for the body, especially during this crucial growth period.

"Mmh! Truly delicious, as expected of the village chief's chef!" The contents of the plate were poured straight into his mouth after Zhou Yang separated a portion out, giving the maid standing on the side a heart-palpitating scare; she was terrified that Zhou Yang would choke to death like this. As for the portion size, she took a look and could only consider it relatively large, perhaps just a little bit more than Hanzo's. But after Zhou Yang put down the plate, she regretted her previous view somewhat...

"Big sister, bring another full table!"

"!!!"