The Legend Of Konoha Iruka

Chapter 19

Yile Ramen shop entrance.

The uncle of the hand beater was a little dazed. He and the octagonal apprentice together to learn art. The difference in cooking between the two is not too big. If you really want to compare, the outcome may be five to five.

“Uncle hitting, what’s wrong? You don’t have confidence, are you?” Iruka asked in surprise.

The uncle beater shook his head with a wry smile. He really didn’t have much confidence.

“Hands, don’t worry, you can’t lose with me,” Grandpa Popo walked over and said confidently.

The uncle “Master” rubbed his eyes with his hands, and he couldn’t believe it.

“Oh” Grandpa Bobo sighed lightly: “I didn’t expect that the octagonal would be a tiger and seek your storefront. If I don’t do anything, he might make even bigger mistakes in the future.”

“Master, it’s great, if you come to make ramen, I will surely win the star anise” Uncle Hand Beat is ecstatic.

“No” Grandpa Bobo shook his head: “I’m old, I can’t make ramen, at most I can give you some guidance.”

“Uh” The uncle was startled, but, in any case, with Master Bobo’s guidance, he was much more likely to win the Octagon.

The uncle hand beater was full of confidence, so he hung up the sign of “temporary suspension” and went to the store to get ready.

There are two most important steps in making ramen. The first is to make the soup, and the second is to make a chewy noodle.

The preparation of the soup does not require much effort. Under the guidance of Master Bobo, an exceptionally mellow soup is quickly successful, but making noodles is different.

“First of all, you must knead the flour evenly, otherwise there will be lumps in the noodles, and then the noodles will be mixed. If you don’t make the noodles vigorously, the noodles will have no tenacity.” Master Bobo sighed: “Oh, If I were ten years younger, I still had the strength to make peace, but now I can’t.”

“It’s okay, sir, I’ll come to make peace.” The uncle hand beater volunteered and was able to get Master Bobo’s tuition. How could he miss the opportunity to learn.

“Wheezes”, five minutes later, uncle and a good hand to play a dough.

Master Bobo washed his hands, then carefully placed his fingers on the dough and pressed lightly.

“Master, how’s it going?” The uncle beater was a little nervous.

“No.” Master Bobo shook his head: “I don’t have enough muscles, and I need to work harder.”

“Good”, the uncle beater rolled up his sleeves and continued to dry, wheezing for ten minutes, and another dough was ready.

Master Bobo still shook his head, still lacking in shortcomings.

“Come again”, the uncle hand beater persevered, and in pursuit of a more perfect ramen, he made it for more than half an hour in one breath.

“This time the head office, right?” The uncle hand beater was full of expectation.

Master Bobo hesitated to speak but stopped.

“Grandpa Bobo, still can’t do it?” Changpu’s expression was a little sad.

“Uh, it’s okay” Master Bobo hesitated, and reluctantly said: “If you compete with the octagonal, you should have a 90% chance of winning.”

“Ninety percent! Great!” Iruka and others rejoiced.

Uncle “No” is not willing to make the best ramen. As a chef, he can’t make the most perfect ramen. This is simply a shame. Moreover, the result of the game is related to the survival of Yile Ramen, and the hands cannot slack off.

“Master taught me that I want to make the most chewy ramen!” The uncle hand beaten up with high spirits.

“Oh” Master Bobo sighed lightly: “Hand-strike, it’s not that the master is not willing to teach you, but the limit of ordinary people.”

“Huh?” The uncle beater was a little embarrassed: “Then how did you make it before, Master?”

“Haha” Master Bobo smiled mysteriously: “What do you think I was before? Ordinary people?”

The uncle “Ninja” opened his mouth slightly and was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that the master he had been with for several years turned out to be a ninja who didn’t show up.

“Now, you can only make the most chewy noodles if you find a powerful physical master to help.” Master Bobo was very sure.

“Physique master?” The uncle beater looked at Iruka, Uchiha Itachi and others in front of him, and shook his head regretfully.

“Leave it to me, I happen to know a physicist who is very powerful” Iruka thought of Might Guy, Konoha’s noble blue beast~ Might Guy!

Iruka is a character who wants to do it. He soon found Might Guy in front of the Ishida Ninja store.

“Guy, come with me, I have something urgent,” Iruka said eagerly.

“No” Might Guy flatly refused: “I lined up for two hours and finally got to the door of the ninjutsu shop. If you let me go now, how can I buy those discounted ninjas!”

“You don’t need to buy any discounted ninja. Ishida Ninja store will change the owner in the afternoon. You can take whatever ninja you want at that time, and you won’t need a dime.” Iruka spits.

“Really?” Might Guy didn’t believe it.

“It’s more real than superglue” Iruka swears to the heavens.

“Okay, I believe you” Might Guy left the team, and the people behind gave Iruka a grateful look: Good guy.

Go back to the Yile Ramen shop.

The corners of the uncle’s mouth twitched, and he looked at Might Guy hesitantly. How could this ugly watermelon head and a green tights look a little silly.

“Brother Guy, make noodles, use your best strength to make noodles,” Iruka demanded.

“No problem, leave it to me.” Might Guy raised his left hand and gave a thumbs up, his white teeth gleaming with confidence.

“Open the door, close the door, open the door, Third Gate open!” Might Guy roared, and the huge Chakra instantly swept across the ramen shop.

“Leaf Hurricane Palm”

“Boom bang bang”, countless palm prints flew out, and the dough was immediately hit with thousands of crits, and even the masonry stove below was cracked.

Uchiha Itachi looked stunned: “It’s just a face-to-face, is this necessary?”

“Hehe” Iruka smiled dryly: “The bloody youth cannot be explained by common sense!”

“Hurt the door, the door, the door of the king, open it!”, Might Guy increased again, his whole body was red, and he had obviously reached his limit.

“Damn!” Master Bobo was also shocked. He knew that he was making face-to-face meetings, but those who didn’t know thought that Jōnin was fighting here.

“Boom”, there was a loud noise, and the stove completely collapsed. Iruka quickly picked up the dough.

Might Guy fell to the ground, panting.

Master Bobo gently presses on the dough, full of elasticity: “Perfect, even more chewy than the noodles I made!”

Everyone cheered, only Might Guy lay on the ground on all sides, and kept chanting: “My endurance…”