Naruto: Big Foodie

Since the last time Orochimaru came to Yang Ming's store, Yang Ming used Nianghuaquan to trap him. In the past few days, Orochimaru has been living in dire straits every day.

Orochimaru never thought that being a woman is so hard.

When the aunt came, blood gushed out like a fountain, giving off a strong stench, which made him utterly grief-stricken!

In order to get out of the bitter sea as soon as possible, Orochimaru originally planned to let the three people from Yinin Village come to steal the teacher.

It's a pity that they were too useless and were defeated by Neji several times.

In addition to the three people in Yinin Village, the only thing that can be used for Orochimaru in Konoha Village is the pocket.

However, Orochimaru has a more important task that needs to be carried out.

In desperation, Orochimaru had to go out in person and come to Yang Ming's shop again.

In the past few days, Orochimaru has not been idle either, collecting a lot of information about Yang Ming's store through various channels.

Can improve the cooking of ninja chakra!

Delicious food with healing effect!

All kinds of miraculous things also made Orochimaru feel a desire in his heart.

Orochimaru looked at the shop coldly with gloomy eyes, and said secretly, "If I can enjoy the dishes cooked by Yang Ming's shop and push it back, maybe I can restore the secret recipe?"

Although Orochimaru wanted to be more straightforward, he arrested Yang Ming and tortured him.

However, Yang Ming has been a thief for a while now, and he has lived a thousand times the same life every day. Even if he went to exercise with Xiao Li in the morning, he would no longer go outside the village.

This made Orochimaru as if he had encountered a turtle with a shrunken head, and he had no way to start!

In order to be able to distinguish the ingredients of the dishes more acutely, Orochimaru has worked **** his tongue these days and has made some changes.

He believed that with his tongue, he would be able to restore the secret of Yang Ming's cooking!

After waiting for a while, the long dragon finally came to Orochimaru's turn.

Orochimaru habitually scanned the surroundings vigilantly. When he glanced at the menu bar, he suddenly found that there was a new dish today.

He stretched out his tongue, which was longer than ordinary people, and circled it around his mouth. He licked it once, and there was interest in his eyes.

A fried steak, 6666 yuan.

Orochimaru waved to Bai Yi who was busy, "Please give me a fried steak."

At this time, Orochimaru still looked like a woman before, because Yang Ming had asked Bai specifically before, so Bai was particularly impressed by him.

Bai raised a beautiful arc, revealing the cute little dimples on both sides, and smiled sweetly: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Looking at Bai's back, Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and flashed a hint of interest.

"It's a really good boy, but unfortunately, the blood-successor limit of Bing Dun is not what I want."

A stern face suddenly flashed across Orochimaru's mind, and a sense of grievance came to him.

"Itachi, wait for me, I will definitely defeat you!"

While waiting, Orochimaru didn't forget to look around.

When seeing Sandaimu actually hiding in the corner, eating beef ramen in silence, Orochimaru always wondered if he was dazzled.

At this time, the third generation was not wearing a Hokage robe or a hat, just an ordinary person's attire, messy white hair, and a face as old as the bark of the vicissitudes of life, just like the neighbor's grandfather, there is no sense of existence at all .

If he wasn't very familiar with Sandaimu, Orochimaru would never have dreamed that his teacher would actually come to the restaurant for dinner!

Moreover, looking at the empty bowls and dishes in front of Sandaimu, it is conceivable that Sandaimu must have skipped work and queued up at the door of the small shop early in the morning.

Seeing the wrinkles on Sandaimu's face, like deep grooves, Orochimaru sighed inwardly, "Teacher, you are old!"

Perhaps sensing Orochimaru's gaze, Sandaimu suddenly raised his head and followed his line of sight.

When they saw a pale-skinned woman, the three generations also suspected him, and thought it was a villager who recognized his identity.

The three generations can see it, and the village is so big, and this kind of thing happens from time to time.

He showed an amiable smile, nodded to Orochimaru from a distance, and then continued his journey to the king of big stomach.

The smile of the third generation is still the same, as if the sun warms people's hearts.

This suddenly reminded Orochimaru of his cardamom years, and the life he used to study art with Jiraiya and Tsunade.

Unfortunately, the former Qingzhi had long since faded from Orochimaru's face, and his hands had already been stained with too much blood.

On that day, when Orochimaru was in front of his parents' tombstones and made up his mind to pursue immortality, he decided that he would accompany loneliness!

There are thousands of thoughts, one after another.

It seemed like a century had passed, and in the blink of an eye, Bai held the plate and brought out the hot steak.

Because Yang Ming firmly believes that the least amount of seasoning can best reflect the deliciousness of the steak itself.

Therefore, the steak looks very "clean", revealing the slightly burnt skin, and a mellow aroma overflows, which makes people's taste buds secrete faster, and I can't wait to eat a big meal.

Even a person as cold-blooded as Orochimaru couldn't help but move his nose slightly and took a sip of the aroma.

Suddenly, the aroma went straight down the throat into the body, as if the whole chest was bursting, and it was full of aroma.

Orochimaru, like a lady, nodded politely to Shiro.

Afterwards, he sat upright like a pen, picked up the tableware gracefully, and cut the steak with a knife like the most educated aristocrat.

When the knife touched the surface of the steak, Orochimaru felt a trace of resistance, as tough as rubber.

However, when Orochimaru raised his arm and used a little force, he cut the steak in half like tofu, revealing the tender side of the middle section.

From the cut section of the steak, you can see that from the outside to the inside, the color gradually changes from brown to pink, and the layers are intertwined, which is very beautiful.

Just from this point, Orochimaru can see that this steak is well-controlled, it is perfect seven-ripeness, and it can best taste the deliciousness of beef without the mouth full of fishy smell.

Orochimaru slashed with a knife, cut out an eraser-sized piece of beef, forked it gracefully, and put it into his mouth.

"Ah..."

Eat it in one bite, your mouth is full of fragrance!

Orochimaru's teeth are unusually sharp, like small knives. After a while, they grind the beef into shreds.

Orochimaru didn't forget his purpose, closed his eyes and tasted it quietly.

Beef is like chewing gum, unusually chewy, and tastes very sensual.

The thick juice concentrated in the beef, accompanied by chewing, burst out like a grenade explosion, setting off a sweet torrent that drowned the entire tongue!