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Chapter 20 The Daily Life of Yasuo and Naruto (Add more)
After returning home, Yasuo hurriedly asked Naruto to close the door tightly, and the master and apprentice sat cross-legged on the granite, eagerly taking out the wooden box containing the money.

As soon as it was opened, the white banknotes inside were shining with colorful lights, which looked good.

"Ah, this is the charm of money!"

Yasuo sighed, poured out all the money with a smile, and asked Naruto to count with him.

And at this time, Yasuo couldn't help but think of a very arrogant sentence from a certain Alibaba boss in his previous life: I'm not interested in money...

For this sentence, Yasuo said hehe.

Why are you expanding so many businesses if you are not interested in money?

Why do we low-level people still spend money?
Yasuo curled his lips and continued to count the money, not noticing Naruto's depressed expression.

Naruto was holding a pile of banknotes, and hesitantly placed them on the granite one by one, muttering in his mouth.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... 56."

"Master, I have a total of 56 taels here!"

After counting, Naruto screamed excitedly, and looked at Yasuo with a smile, hoping that Yasuo would praise himself as a clever little ghost.

"Ten taels?"

"so little?"

Yasuo on the side stopped his hands and glanced at Naruto, and saw neatly piled banknotes on the granite in front of Naruto, and the top one was 1000 tael denomination.

Yasuo looked at the smiling Naruto with black lines all over his face.

"Naruto, how did you count, I will show you how to count."

"Hey hey, Master, look."

Naruto said with a smile, picked up the banknotes, and started counting again.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... 56."

"There are 56 cards in total, so exactly 56 taels, hehehe..."

After counting, Naruto happily stroked Mo's own yellow hair.

Yasuo's head was full of black lines, he didn't know what to say, he could only pat Naruto on the shoulder and said, "Well, not bad, it's very good, I can count to 56."

Naruto thought Master Yasuo was praising him, so he smiled embarrassedly, showing his two rows of big white teeth.

Yasuo looked at the stupid Naruto and understood what was going on.

This kid is only four years old and can't read at all. He is a little illiterate. Of course, he doesn't know the denomination of the banknotes. He can count to 56, which is not bad.

It seems that I have to find time to teach him, after all, he is my own apprentice.

After thinking about it, Yasuo sent Naruto to train, took the banknotes and started counting again.

The feeling of the banknotes passing through the fingers is really enjoyable, Yasuo counted slowly without rushing, and after counting the last stack of banknotes, he showed a kind smile like an old father.

"Hey hey, the total is 89421 taels. Sure enough, the fan economy is the most profitable economy."

Yasuo said lightly, thinking of the Nan Douyin Bei Kuaishou in his previous life in his mind.

These two short video apps have almost occupied half of the entire Chinese short video market, and opened the economic era of Internet celebrities for all.

It is no longer a dream for a big anchor to earn hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions overnight, and a typical representative of this group of people is Kuaishou Mou Dage, who once earned hundreds of millions overnight, better than a star.

This has led to everyone's fantasy of an Internet celebrity dream.

In addition, there is no threshold for the registration of these APP users. People try their best to become Internet celebrities with millions of fans, and vulgarization begins to appear.

Firecrackers blowing crotch, eating hot peppers, rolling in mud pits, jumping into rivers in tricks, saying social quotations with big gold chains, showing off car lights in revealing clothes...

It can be said that everything is used to the extreme, although Yasuo will not criticize them, but I really want to ask, is this really good?What will the next generation see?How will you learn?
Having said that, Yasuo still has one MMP to complain about.

That is, in order to cooperate with e-commerce companies and make money, some big anchors dare to say anything during the live broadcast. Slap your ass and leave.

And Yasuo once paid attention to a certain female anchor who was young and frivolous and bought thousands of oceans of inferior products for some reason...

Thinking about these sad histories, Yasuo vowed that he would never bring the bad atmosphere of his previous life into this pure world.

After putting the banknotes into the Ezreal space travel bag, Yasuo checked the time at 17:03, it was time to make dinner.

Happy to make money today, Yasuo plans to cook some hard dishes for Naruto himself.

As for Kakashi, I don’t know what’s going on during this time, since I lent money to myself, I don’t go home every day, I don’t know where I’m lying around every day, and I don’t know if Anbu has another mission .

"Heat the oil in the pan."

"Drain the oil and get inside."

"Onion, ginger and garlic, get inside."

"Food, get inside."

In the kitchen, Yasuo was wearing a flowered apron and was showing off his cooking skills by the stove with ease. Steaming dishes were brought to the side table one after another.

Naruto, who was doing 1000 push-ups, smelled the scent and showed an expression of "Master, I'm hungry!", and sped up his movements, because there were still 2000 sit-ups after the push-ups.

Under the setting sun, Naruto was sweating and full of energy. More than two months of hard training and rich food had made him lose his former weakness and malnutrition, and now he was as strong as a young tiger.

dinner.

Yasuo moved the dining table to the yard, facing the breeze, very comfortable.

Naruto, who had finished his training obediently, ran over and stretched out his dirty hands with a smile, trying to grab his job.

Duang!

Yasuo was violent and kicked him away with a jio.

"Go wash your hands, why don't you have a long memory?"

Naruto, who was sitting on the ground, scratched his head with a smile, and hurried to wash his hands.

"Master, can I start it?"

Looking at the delicious food, Naruto's saliva flowed down three thousand feet, his eyes were twinkling, and he couldn't wait to ask Yasuo.

Looking at Naruto, who was a head taller than the children of the same age, Yasuo sighed: "Eat, I will make you thinner, eat more."

With Yasuo's consent, Naruto immediately used both hands, grabbed a white-cut chicken leg with his left hand, and pulled the fried vegetables to his mouth with chopsticks in his right hand, looking like a starving ghost.

Looking at the more and more edible Naruto, Yasuo fell into deep thought.

The little devil who used to be able to get rid of two bowls of ramen, now has to eat two pots of rice. In addition, Chinese food pays attention to the color, flavor and taste, so he eats more.

At this moment, Yasuo didn't know whether it was good or bad to have such a foodie at the stall.

Depressed, he had no choice but to drink the reusable potion from 82 to relieve his worries while sandwiching peanuts.

Not to mention, this reusable potion tastes sweet and sweet, and it's just right to be used as a drink.

Ten minutes later, Naruto burped contentedly, leaned back on the chair and drank the post-meal sweet drink refillable potion.

After two cups, Naruto's fatigue from a day of training disappeared, and he was full of vitality again. He pestered Yasuo and asked:

"Master, master, when will I start learning ninjutsu?"

Duang!

Yasuo is a pear.

"Go away and do the dishes, I'll talk about it when I come back from doing the dishes."

"Oh……"

Naruto lowered his head like a hutch being bullied, and cleaned up the dishes on the table.

Looking at Naruto going away, Yasuo secretly took out a roast chicken from his arms, glanced at Naruto who had already entered the kitchen to wash the dishes, and started to eat it.

"This stinky boy, if you don't keep some food, you will starve to death sooner or later."

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(PS: Adding 1000 rewards to the boss of Luoyu Burial Wind, and thank you for the 300 rewards of the cleaner who split in the air. Hey, hey, sour soup has been in the pit for three years, and the writing skills are still there. You can rest assured to follow the update Reward investment, this time I will never enter the palace, whoever enters the palace will not have a little JJ.)
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