Hokage, no one knows better than me how to cultivate talent.

Hinata has never had a full meal in all these years?

She's the eldest daughter of the Hyuga clan's main family, how could she possibly be hungry?

Qiu Shui felt this was a bit outrageous.

But he didn't think much of it; it was just a matter of cooking more food, and he could just buy more groceries.

He said to the two of them, "Alright, you two rest for a while, I'll go back and cook."

Naruto's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked excitedly, "What delicious food is Akisui-sensei making today?"

He dreamed about that meal yesterday even after he got home.

Hinata also looked up, her eyes shining with anticipation, but she quickly lowered her eyelashes shyly and said softly, "Then... then I'll have to trouble you, Akisui-sensei."

Qiu Shui waved her hand and turned to walk back.

Yesterday's main dishes are all used up, so Qiu Shui has to go to the fresh food supermarket again today to buy more.

He looked at the message on the mission prompt: "Make sure Hinata Hyuga has a good meal." He wondered to himself, "What does 'a good meal' mean? Well, I'll make sure she has plenty."

Buy everything in sight.

After returning from grocery shopping, Qiu Shui pushed open the door and placed the heavy shopping bags on the kitchen counter.

Five pounds of beef tenderloin, two pounds of tomatoes, a large plate of eggs, fresh garlic sprouts and herbs.

He put on his apron, wrapped the ties around his waist twice, and tied a knot. The first dish was still stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, but the portion was several times larger than yesterday. The second dish was scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Even without the cooking skills rewarded by the system, this dish was Qiu Shui's specialty.

He took out ten eggs, cracked them open with one hand, and the shells split open, allowing the egg liquid to slide into the bowl. He did this cleanly and efficiently, stirring for a minute until the egg whites and yolks were completely combined. He chopped the tomatoes into small pieces, sliced ​​the garlic, and cut the garlic sprouts into sections for later use.

Heat the oil in a wok.

Pour the eggs into the pan and stir-fry until golden brown. Remove and set aside. Add a little more oil to the pan, sauté the garlic until fragrant, add the tomatoes, and simmer slowly until the juices are released. Then, pour the stir-fried eggs back into the pan and stir-fry for one minute. Finally, sprinkle in the garlic sprouts and add a little seasoning.

Just as the dish "Autumn Water" was about to be served.

dong dong dong.

A knock came at the door.

Qiu Shui paused in her movements. Who would come at this hour?

He turned off the fire, put the pot aside, took off his apron, and walked out of the kitchen.

Kurenai went to the Kurama clan in the morning to tutor Kurama Yakumo. After finishing, she packed some food in the village to eat on her way back and take a nap. As soon as she arrived at the door of Akisui's house, she smelled an enticing aroma in the air.

She stopped and sniffed carefully.

It came from Qiushui's house.

Although Kurenai Yuhi can't cook, she's certain that this is the most delicious smell she's ever had in her life. The aroma is rich but not cloying, with many layers: the caramelized aroma of meat, the mellowness of sauce, and a hint of sweet and sour.

She originally intended to go straight back to her room, but the smell seemed to have some kind of magic, forcibly keeping her rooted to the spot.

Kurenai Yuhi stood at the door, hesitating for a few seconds.

Then, as if possessed, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Qiushui, are you cooking?" As soon as the door opened, the aroma became even stronger and wafted towards them. Yuhi Kurenai couldn't help but peek forward, glancing towards the kitchen.

"Well, I was training the students, wasn't I? So I came back to cook for them to keep up with the training intensity," Qiu Shui said with a gentle smile.

"Qiushui, you're such a kind person! You even cook for your students!" Yuhi Hong exclaimed, her eyes still unconsciously drifting towards the house as she spoke.

When she was in school, not only did her teachers cook for her, but even her own father was often away on missions, so she would just eat at a noodle shop whenever she could, heating it up and making do with what she could to fill her stomach.

Who would cook for students?

It smells so good!

"It's alright, it's alright," Qiu Shui replied modestly. He noticed Xi Ri Hong's gaze kept drifting inwards, and couldn't help but smile, then casually asked, "Would you like to try some?"

Kurenai Yuhi paused for a moment.

She glanced subconsciously at the takeout food in her hand; the box of food that had looked decent before suddenly seemed utterly tasteless.

Kurenai hesitated for a moment, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her face, and said tactfully, "That's so embarrassing... This is what you made for the students. If I eat it, what will they eat?"

That's what she said, but she didn't turn around and leave.

Qiu Shui waved her hand and said, "It's alright. I've already done a lot today, so adding you won't make a difference."

"Then... I'll have to bother you." Kurenai agreed and stepped into the room.

She walked into the entryway, changed her shoes, and couldn't help but look towards the kitchen.

"Go sit at the table for a while, and I'll bring the food over to you," Qiu Shui said.

After he finished speaking, he went into the kitchen, took out two plates and two bowls, divided the food into portions for two people, and then went to the living room to put the food on the dining table.

Qiu Shui planned to eat at home and then deliver it to them, since it wouldn't make a difference if it took another ten or twenty minutes.

Looking at the stir-fried beef with yellow peppers in front of her, Kurenai Yuhi knew it would be delicious just from the smell. The other plate of red and yellow scrambled eggs with tomatoes also made her swallow hard just by looking at it.

She picked up a piece of egg and put it in her mouth.

next moment.

Kurenai Yuhi noticed that the scene before her eyes had suddenly changed.

She was originally in Qiu Shui's home, with a steaming meal laid out in front of her. But now, she was surrounded by an endless expanse of azure, with soft clouds beneath her feet and an even deeper sky above her head. All around her was a sea of ​​white clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see.

She instinctively wanted to raise her hand.

wrong.

Where are her hands?

Kurenai lowered her head, her pupils suddenly contracting.

That's not a hand.

Those were a pair of wings.

Her wings, covered in golden feathers, shimmered softly in the sunlight. She tried to move them, and they unfurled as she consciously moved, the tips of the feathers brushing against the clouds, creating a wisp of white mist.

Where are her legs?

Instead, it had a pair of golden claws, the shape of which she knew all too well—the kind of poultry she'd seen countless times on missions, the kind of braised meat she'd bought at the market countless times.

Chicken feet?

Kurenai's mind went blank.

She turned into a chicken?

No, that's not right. She can still think, she can still see, she can still—she tried to open her mouth to speak, but only a clear "Goo?" came out.

The "coo" sound startled her.

Her wings flapped twice unconsciously, stirring up a gust of wind that dispersed some of the surrounding clouds, revealing a more expansive sky. She looked down at her body, which was round and plump, covered with golden feathers, with a few dark tail feathers sticking up.

Kurenai's brain was racing. What was going on?