You Know Nothing About Pain

"It has been more than a month since I came to the capital in the blink of an eye, and I have spent all the money I brought with me." Xuansheng Ichiro unknowingly opened up the conversation box, sighed and said with a sad face: "In order to survive, I have Continue to look for a family that is willing to accept me, while growing some vegetables in the yard to make a living, if the wife and daughter at home see me like this, they must be very disappointed."

"As for the scene you saw before, it was because I felt too cold, so I was going to lift a rock to warm up and exercise." Speaking of what happened to him just now, Xuansheng Ichiro bowed his head a little shyly and said: "Then who would have thought Because I haven't eaten for a long time, I couldn't lift the stone for a while. When I lifted it halfway, the stone hit me, and I was smashed. If it weren't for your help, I might become the most famous person in history. The most ridiculous samurai to die."

Naruto didn’t think Xuansheng Ichiro was ashamed. After all, although this is rare, it is not impossible. If a person has not eaten for a long time, he will definitely feel dizzy when he suddenly lifts a heavy object, and then he is hit by a stone. Immediately passing out is already considered Ichiro Xuansheng's physique.

Hase Longsheng on the side heard Xuansheng Ichiro say that he has a wife and daughter, so he couldn't help interjecting, "Are your wife and daughter in your hometown now? Since there are people in the family, why do you have to leave your hometown?"

"I can't help it. We are a small place. The original noble family is gone. The new nobles don't trust us, and they are not willing to accept the allegiance of our former family retainers." Xuansheng Ichiro looked He said helplessly: "A samurai without a lord has no meaning at all, so I can only come to the capital to try my luck."

"Do you have to be this so-called warrior?" Zhang Gu Longshan said a little puzzled: "You have hands and feet, and you seem to have good physical fitness. You can live well even if you farm in your hometown, right?"

"How is this possible!" Xuansheng Ichiro subconsciously yelled and retorted, and then instantly realized that the person sitting opposite was his savior, and immediately got off his seat again and said, "Sorry, I was a little too excited just now. "

"It's okay, we didn't pay attention to what we said." Naruto shook his head to signal Xuansheng Ichiro not to care, and then continued: "So you must continue to be a samurai?"

"Well... I have to keep finding a new lord, so as to maintain the dignity of the samurai." Xuansheng Ichiro lowered his head slightly, and clenched his fists on his knees a little bit: "If not, everything will be ruined." It’s meaningless, go back to farming and give up the glory of being a warrior, I will not accept it even if I die.” After Xuansheng Ichiro’s voice fell, the courtyard fell into silence for a while, mainly Xuansheng Ichiro Naruto and the others didn't know how to answer it, as if it was wrong to answer it, they simply stopped talking.

Xuansheng Ichiro also realized that he seemed to have made the atmosphere too heavy, so he quickly raised his head and said, "Sorry, I accidentally said such impolite words."

Naruto looked at Xuansheng Ichiro with a smile and said, "You don't have to keep apologizing, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Speaking of which, even if I go back, I don't know how to farm at all. I have only learned how to hold a knife since I was a child, but I have never learned how to hold a hoe." Xuansheng Ichiro seemed to be trying to make the atmosphere worse. Take it easy, so he deliberately laughed and said, "If I go back to farming, I'm afraid our family will really starve to death, ahahahahaha...haha..."

Xuansheng Ichiro's laughter became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, and the room fell into silence for a while.

At this time Kyuubi was getting a little impatient, let out a breath and said to Naruto in front of him, "Okay, let's go to the food street, I'm hungry."

Xuan Sheng Ichiro, who was worried and didn't know what to do, when he heard that Kyuubi was hungry, his eyes lit up, and before Naruto could reply, he stood up suddenly and said: "You are all hungry, I'm going to prepare to eat of."

After finishing speaking, Xuansheng Ichiro hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out without waiting for Naruto to speak.

"This guy really wants to invite us to dinner?" Looking at Xuansheng Ichiro who ran out, Hase Ryusheng was a little surprised and said: "Isn't he not full by himself?"

Kyuubi doesn't care if Xuansheng Ichiro can eat enough, what he cares about is whether it is good or not.

"Can this guy cook?" Jiuwei pouted and said, "And I don't think he has any ingredients, so let's go to the food street to eat."

"Let's have a meal, anyway, it's his wish." Naruto shook his head and said: "If we don't eat this meal, he will have a hard time in the future."

Naruto can see that Xuansheng Ichiro is an honest man. Although he seems to have some persistent insistence on the dignity of being a samurai, it is not the kind of persistence that makes people hate, so Naruto is also willing to communicate with him more, After all, he still wanted to know more about the warrior class.

When Xuansheng Ichiro went out and didn't know what to do, Naruto also silently observed the yard and room.

The whole room can be said to be a literal desolation, with nothing but a pot and a samurai sword placed in the corner, there is nothing else in the room, not even a set of bedding.

Naruto also saw half-made paper umbrellas and the materials used to make paper umbrellas in the half-opened room door. It seems that Xuansheng Ichiro is pasting paper umbrellas to subsidize his family. The only thing worthy of praise is that the room is very clean There was no dust, and it could be seen that Xuansheng Ichiro cleaned it frequently.

Naruto and the others didn't wait long, and about ten minutes later, Ichiro Xuansheng came back with a bag of rice.

"Sorry, there was no rice at home before." Xuansheng Ichiro said with a smile: "I went out to find a neighbor to borrow some rice and came back. Today I invite you to eat stewed radish rice."

Immediately afterwards, Xuansheng Ichiro washed the rice quickly, and then pulled out a few radishes in the yard, took out an old iron slice that was washed very clean, and began to cut the radishes.

The old iron sheet is very difficult to use, you can only pinch it with your fingers to exert force, especially for things with a smooth skin like radishes, which often slip away as soon as the knife is touched.

Xuansheng Ichiro was sweating profusely for a long time, but he just finished cutting a radish.

Kyuubi felt anxious even looking at it, he pointed at the samurai sword in the corner and said, "Isn't there a sword over there? Why don't you use it?"

"No, no." Xuansheng Ichiro looked at what Kyuubi was pointing at, and immediately shook his head like a rattle and said, "That is a samurai's sword, which represents the glory of a samurai, and is as important as life. It is used to chop radishes, the only thing it needs to cut is the head of the enemy!"

"Cut, return the enemy's head..." Kyuubi looked at Xuansheng Ichiro speechlessly and said, "You can't even eat enough, so what honor do you care about, is it interesting?"

Hearing Kyuubi's ridicule, Xuansheng Ichiro was a little embarrassed, but from this it can also be seen that Xuansheng Ichiro is indeed an honest man, so he is not angry, if other people hear such words, they will turn their faces.

Naruto looked at Ichiro Xuansheng who was sweating profusely, sighed, took out a handful of kunai from behind and handed it to Ichiro Xuansheng, saying, "Use this."

"This..." Xuansheng Ichiro looked at the Kunai in front of him, first showed a puzzled expression, and then said suddenly, "This is Kunai?! Are you a ninja?!"

"Probably." Naruto responded casually, then handed Kunai to Ichiro Xuansheng and said, "You should use this cut."

After Xuansheng Ichiro reacted, he didn't pick up the Kunai in Naruto's hand, but ran to the corner of the wall, grabbed his samurai sword and held it in front of him, looked at Naruto in panic and said, "You... ...what the hell are you trying to do!"

The Iron Country is a country of warriors. The reputation of ninjas here is not very good. It is said that the ninjas in the outside world are a bunch of despicable villains without the slightest honor at all. They poison, assassinate, and sneak attack. , use everything to the extreme, it's just bad pus.

Although Xuansheng Ichiro had never seen a real ninja, he often heard legends about ninjas from his former colleagues. Now that he knew that Naruto was a ninja, all kinds of bad rumors about ninjas that he had heard before flooded in. mind.

Cang!

Xuansheng Ichiro pulled out the long sword, grabbed the long sword and said to Naruto tremblingly: "I...I warn you, I am not easy to mess with..."

Seeing Xuansheng Ichiro's fierce reaction, Naruto sighed helplessly and said: "Can you not react so strongly, if I really had any malicious intentions, I wouldn't have saved you in the first place."

Xuansheng Ichiro was taken aback when he heard Naruto's words, and found that what Naruto said seemed to make sense.

"And even if I have any bad thoughts, do you think a samurai sword can really stop the three of us?"

Just as Xuansheng Ichiro was thinking, Naruto waved his hand violently, Kunai flew out of his hand in an instant, and nailed Xuansheng Ichiro's ear before Xuansheng Ichiro could react.

Feeling the looming cold breath coming from Kunai in his ears, Xuansheng Ichiro swallowed silently. Now he fully understands that he will definitely not be able to beat Naruto, so he obediently put away the gun in his hand. long knife.

"That...Sorry, I was a little too nervous." Xuansheng Ichiro said with an embarrassed smile: "Then let's...continue eating?"

Seeing some of Xuansheng Ichiro's awkward smiles, Naruto smiled gently, signaling Xuansheng Ichiro not to care.

Then Ichiro Xuansheng took Naruto's Kunai, quickly cut up a few radishes, and then put them in a pot together with rice to stew.

With the simmering sound of the iron pot, a stream of rice mixed with the fragrance of radish gradually emerged from the pot.

Xuansheng Ichiro stood in front of the pot, smelling the fragrance wafting out of the pot and kept swallowing his saliva. It had been a long time since he had eaten a dry meal seriously. The porridge he drank before was so clean that he could count how many grains of rice. Otherwise, how could he lift a stone and almost kill himself.

While everyone was waiting for the rice in the pot to be cooked, Xuansheng Ichiro took the opportunity to look at Naruto on the opposite side, thought for a while and said, "Excuse me...your name?"

"Almost forgot, we haven't introduced ourselves yet." Hearing Xuansheng Ichiro's culture, Naruto slapped his head suddenly, smiled and pointed to Kyuubi and Hase Ryusheng beside him and said: "My name is Uzumaki Naruto, this The first one is the Nine Lamas, and the one next to him is Hase Longsheng."

"So it's Uzumaki Naruto-sama." Xuansheng Ichiro nodded quickly, and after hesitating again and again, he said cautiously: "That...you...are you really a ninja?"

"Yes, I am indeed a ninja."

Regarding his ninja identity, Naruto did not deliberately conceal it, but directly nodded and admitted it, and then said curiously: "Looking at you just now, you seem to be afraid of ninjas? Has something happened?"

"It's nothing...you don't have to worry about it." Xuansheng Ichiro touched his head in embarrassment and said: "It's just some jokes from my former colleagues. How can the country people know so many things, and they have never seen a real ninja. Is it all nonsense, you don't have to take it seriously."

Xuansheng Ichiro didn't dare to say casually, his colleagues didn't have any good things to say, sometimes they would come up with all kinds of dirty words and insulting language when they were happy, and some people said that they would go out and chop off the heads of some ninjas and take them back as chamber pots And so on, and Xuansheng Ichiro actually echoed a few words.

"Is that so? What did you say?" Naruto said with an interested look on his face, "How do you see the ninjas outside?"

"It's better not to talk about this..." Xuansheng Ichiro said with a smile: "Anyway, it's not a nice thing to say..."

Ryusheng Hase, who was sitting behind Naruto, shook his head silently. He felt that the question Naruto asked was very strange. How could anyone ask such a question? Anyone with a little scheming would know that this thing should not be said nonsense.

"Let's talk about it, I'm quite interested." Unexpectedly, Naruto still didn't give up, and said with a smile: "It happens that we are fine now, so just listen to it for fun."

"Then I'll..." Xuansheng Ichiro also felt that it was a bit embarrassing to keep silent, so he tentatively said, "Did you say it?"

Hearing Xuansheng Ichiro's words, Hase Ryusheng had a strange expression on his face, didn't he, this guy really said it, is he so honest.

"Speak." Naruto waved his hand generously, nodded and said, "Don't worry, just say it, I won't mind."

Naruto really wants to hear how Xuansheng Ichiro and his colleagues view ninjas, because often this kind of place can best see the mentality of a country's citizens, as well as the country's overall view of the outside world. The public opinion among them is not a trivial matter.

See the big from the small, that's it.

"My colleagues said... that ninjas are a group of guys who are open to money, and they are willing to do anything as long as it is for money." Xuansheng Ichiro recalled: "They also said that ninjas are a group of despicable people, no There is no honor at all, in order to achieve the goal by any means, any despicable tricks can be used, anyway, they are just a group of rats in the gutter..."

Listening to Xuansheng Ichiro's description, Naruto's face still didn't express anything, and Hase Ryusheng's expression behind him became more and more strange.

Hase Ryusheng originally thought that Xuansheng Ichiro just said it, that is, he said it casually to perfunctory Naruto, but he didn't expect this kid to really say it.

No, this guy didn't think too much before he spoke. Naruto has already admitted that he is a ninja, but you still speak rudely and belittle the ninja. What's the difference between pointing your nose and scolding Naruto face to face?

Now Hase Longsheng seems to understand why this guy can't find the lord. It's too difficult for this kind of honest person who can't speak and find the next person to take over.

However, Naruto did not show the displeasure or anger Hase Ryusheng imagined, but was very happy to hear it, and even began to echo Xuansheng Ichiro's words.

"Actually, to a certain extent, those of your colleagues are right." Naruto touched his chin and nodded in agreement, "When I was studying at the ninja school, the first lesson the teacher taught was A ninja must always take the completion of the task as the first element, and everything else can be discarded, which is actually another way of saying it by hook or by crook.”

Naruto didn't feel that Xuansheng Ichiro was belittling the ninja because he felt that the other party was wrong. On the contrary, he felt that what Xuansheng Ichiro said was quite right, isn't that what ninjas are like.

Seeing money, he is willing to do anything for money. Konoha accepts tasks only for money. As long as you have enough money, you can take any task, even if it is a task such as overthrowing the regime of a small country, as long as you have enough money. Neither is a problem.

As for the point of using any means to achieve the goal, this is directly written in the textbook of the ninja school, and there is nothing to refute.

In the world of ninjas, unscrupulous and shameless are probably commendatory words, which means that this person has a relatively high rate of task completion.

Moreover, Naruto is not in the mood to excuse the ninja group. He still has to say whether he considers himself a ninja. What he wants to do in the future is basically equivalent to directly digging the ancestral graves of the ninjas. The ninja group was overthrown. Compared with Naruto, Xuansheng Ichiro and the others just scolded a few words, they are already considered saints, okay?

"What?" Hearing Naruto's explanation, Xuansheng Ichiro looked at Naruto in surprise: "You said that...all...are true?"

"Yeah, there is nothing to refute." Naruto shrugged indifferently and said: "Well, I admit that there are still good people in the ninja community, at least a few friends and teachers I know are good, but overall , your comments are all right, ninja is indeed such a profession." "But...but..."

Xuansheng Ichiro opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master Xuansheng Ichiro! Are you at home?" A short middle-aged man with a huge medicine box on his back stood outside the door and shouted into the door: "Master Xuansheng Ichiro?"

Naruto listened to the shouts outside, looked at Xuansheng Ichiro and said, "Is there a guest?"

"Ah, it should be someone I know in my hometown. He is a drug dealer." Xuansheng Ichiro smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'll go and say hello first, you guys wait a moment."

Xuansheng Ichiro came to the door and opened it. At this time, the drug seller was still shouting loudly outside the door.

"Xuansheng Ichiro-" Seeing Xuansheng Ichiro who opened the door, the drug seller stopped shouting instantly, showing a relieved expression and said: "I finally see you, I have been here several times in the past few days , you have not been at home."

"Well.... I had something to do during the day a few days ago, so I was outside..." Xuansheng Ichiro looked at the drug seller in front of him with a guilty conscience and said, "Did you come to me for something?"

"Your Madam has a letter that I want to help deliver to you." The drug seller took out a well-preserved envelope from his pocket, on which was written "Received by Ichiro" in elegant handwriting.

The drug seller handed the envelope to Xuansheng Ichiro with both hands and said, "Please keep it."

Selling medicine is a relatively rare profession, because in the past, there were few people in the village with inconvenient transportation. It is very likely that the whole village did not have a serious doctor. If you get sick, you need to be cured, and if there is demand, there will be supply, so the profession of selling medicine came into being.

To put it bluntly, the job of a medicine seller is to travel between major villages, come in from the big cities and sell cheap herbs and potions to the villagers, and then take care of some minor illnesses or teach the villagers some earth recipes and the like. prescription, and occasionally part-time as a grocer and courier.

Therefore, the drug seller is basically equivalent to a doctor's version of a grocery merchant. Usually, if people in the village have something to buy or need to deliver to someone in the city, they will ask him to help.

Xuansheng Ichiro looked at the envelope handed in front of him by the drug seller, and for a moment actually flinched, wondering whether he should reach out to accept the letter in the other party's hand.

Seeing Xuansheng Ichiro not answering the letter in his hand, the drug seller couldn't help but handed the letter forward again and said, "Master Xuansheng Ichiro?"

"Oh." Seeing the action of the drug seller, Xuansheng Ichiro reacted suddenly, and quickly read the letter in the other party's hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." Seeing Xuansheng Ichiro accepting the letter, the drug seller smiled and said, "You can also write back to Mrs. Zun, even if it's just to say you're safe."

"..." Xuansheng Ichiro looked at the letter in his hand, but did not answer the medicine seller's words.

The drug seller looked at Xuansheng Ichiro's reaction, sighed and said: "Sure enough, you still haven't found a master who is willing to take you in. It's not a solution if you continue like this. It will cost you a lot of money. If you can't, find a job first." Support yourself, paste paper umbrellas or go to the pier to help people unload goods..."