I sell sweets in Konoha

"What...is this?" Du asked as he took the small bottle.

"This is a secret medicine." Junko said mysteriously: "This thing is colorless, odorless, and easily soluble in water. It is also very effective. If you eat it, you will fall asleep for a day."

"If possible, I want you to find a chance to come down on Orochimaru."

Junko learned this from Tsunade.

As a top medical ninja, Tsunade's abilities are not limited to medical ninjutsu.In addition to medical ninjutsu, Tsunade is also proficient in pharmacological knowledge.

So currently, the two top figures in making various potions.

Tsunade, and Junko herself.

"Oh, right." Junko suddenly thought of a question and said, "This, I suddenly want to ask. Doesn't Orochimaru also make all kinds of weird potions?"

If Junko remembers correctly, Mizuki drank a special potion made by Orochimaru in the anime version.

Although the side effects of that thing are extremely strong, the effect is also extremely obvious.

"Yes." Kabuto admitted, "Orochimaru can also make some potions."

"What about his drug resistance?" Junko asked, "Orochimaru doesn't make potions for others to use, right? He probably wants to use it on himself, right?"

As the 'scientist' Orochimaru throughout the play, his original intention in research is obviously very selfish.

His original intention was just for his own 'eternal life'.

So he should have used the potion himself.

But if you use too much potion, there should be a drug-resistant reaction, right?

"I'm not sure about this." Kabuto shook his head and said, "I have not been involved in this matter."

"What do you want to do, Godai-sama?"

"My idea here is relatively simple." Junko said: "If you can use this medicine to overturn Orochimaru, then put makeup on him, change clothes, and take some photos of him sleeping."

"This is a private photo, so it should be very valuable."

"Of course it would be better if you would help me take some pictures without clothes."

"How should I put it?" Junko said, seemingly a little dissatisfied: "This Orochimaru is already considered a has-been star. So if you want to sell it at a high price, you have to have some photos that are not particularly easy to obtain."

In this entertainment industry, the waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach.

As a star, if you don't have attention and popularity, then it really has no value.

Guys like Orochimaru who have left the Akatsuki organization and developed independently are easily forgotten.

But even if it is outdated, it still has the value of being exploited.

Images that are not easily available and contain certain criminality can easily arouse others' desire to buy.

only...

"This... this is not good..." Kabuto said, holding the medicine: "Godai-sama, are you going a little too far?"

Kabuto knew that if he helped with this matter.Once Orochimaru finds out, his escape route with Orochimaru is almost over.

As a spy, Kabuto really didn't want to block his escape route.

One more way out and one more opportunity.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken refuge in Fifth Generation.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Junko said, "Isn't it right? Since she decided to attack Konoha, she has to pay a price, right?"

"The cost at the national level is one-sided and private."

"Shouldn't Orochimaru pay some price in private?"

How to make Sunagakure Village, Sound Ninja Village, Wind Country and Tian Country sell their underpants to pay off their debts is Danzo's responsibility.

As for how to get the real black hand Orochimaru to sell himself to repay his debts, Junko thought it would be better to do it herself.

After all, it’s a lot of fun.

"If the medicine doesn't work..." Kabuto swallowed and said, "Then..."

"Then don't worry." Junko said, "I can specially prepare dozens or even hundreds of medicines for Orochimaru. If I can't, I can also ask my 'mom' to help prepare this medicine."

"Tsunade...Will Tsunade-sama agree?" Kabuto asked doubtfully.

After all, these guys used to be on the same team.

"If my 'mom' doesn't agree," Junko said, "then let her pay off the debt by herself!"

Junko was fine with the casinos and lending institutions within the Fire Country, but she really had no control over those outside the country.Tsunade is wandering outside the country right now.

The reminder slips were like snowflakes flying towards Junko every day.

I'm getting bored!

"This...I...that..." Kabuto was still a little hesitant.

"Of course there is a second way." Junko said: "You guys have been following Orochimaru for a long time, so you should be able to imitate his essence, right?"

"Transformation skills plus photo studio ~ external male actors"

"Boy, do you understand me?"

Chapter 367: Some things have to be done while they’re hot

"The Hokage Building..."

The daimyo raised his head and looked at the red building.

"Why does it become more pleasing to the eye the more you look at it?"

"Hmm~ Probably the granddaughter."

The daimyo nodded. When the old man of the third generation was presiding over everything here, although he didn't particularly dislike it, he looked a little bit displeased.

Well now.

The daimyo slowly got out of the car and approached the Hokage building, which seemed to be unattended.

"Well, it feels like I'm home." The daimyo nodded and walked calmly and elegantly with a smile on his face.With the nobility that a daimyo should have.

As he walked, he commented: "Well, now I feel like everyone here is talented and they do things cleanly and efficiently."

"Well, this looks good."

This is quite true, although most people noticed this old man who was dressed a bit strangely but very well dressed.But few people really paid attention to him.

Everyone has their own official business to deal with, quickly, orderly and quickly.

"Oh~ it seems that my granddaughter is doing well." The daimyo looked at a few departments and then said to the officials around him: "Write it down. It might be useful when you go back."

Maybe it will be of some use in the future, but it’s good to write it down now.

The daimyo looked at this building and slowly...

"Oh? What does this smell like?"

The daimyo suddenly smelled a strange fragrance filling the corridor.

"Hmm... I guess it's barbecue?" The daimyo took a closer look at the mouth-watering smell, and waved his hand to signal his men to stop.He half-closed his eyes and savored the taste.

"Hmm...Is this pork? Beef? Or mutton?"

"No, it doesn't have that bad smell, nor does it have thick oil fumes." The daimyo said while tasting the smell: "This thing shouldn't be big, maybe very small."

"Lord Daimyo, is this roast duck?" The official also smelled it and said, "That's what it feels like, right?"

"I heard that Godai-sama once made improved meals for the students in the ninja school."

"So this must be the taste of roast duck, right?"

"Not necessarily." The daimyo said, "This one doesn't have the scent of fruit wood."

"Then you can only go and see it in person." The official said a little impatiently: "What can you smell if you smell like this?"

The official wanted to urge him in a subtle way. It seemed like it was time for dinner.It should be time to enjoy lunch. It might be too late to go now, but I think it's too late to go. I guess the craftsmanship of the fifth generation is so good. If you go there, you will have to lick the plate.

Maybe you don’t even have to lick the plate.

"Well, I can't smell it." The daimyo said without any hurry, "What can I taste?"

"..."

The official felt that it made sense and could not refute.

Come on, taste it slowly...

Anyway~

He didn't dare to go alone.

"This... this... this..." Daimyo tasted it carefully for a while and said, "Forget it, let's go and take a look."

After tasting it carefully for a while, the daimyo found that he really couldn't figure out why.I guess this may indeed be some kind of bird, but not a chicken or duck. I guess this girl is holding something else.

Just like the roasted bamboo rat in Damingfu.

But don’t mention it, that bamboo rat is really good.

I don’t know if anyone has been injured recently.

The daimyo followed the smell to the door of the Hokage's office and slowly opened the door.

"Who is this... eh? Lord Daimyo?"

As soon as the door opened, I heard Junko's impatient voice, but once she saw clearly who was coming, Junko immediately changed her appearance and attitude and said, "Lord Daimyo? Why are you here?"

"You didn't notify us beforehand? Are you planning a surprise attack?" Junko said with a slightly flattering smile, "That's not good."

After all, a daimyo is still a daimyo, and sometimes he still needs to be flattered.

It's just that the daimyo always likes to launch surprise attacks, which makes Junko somewhat unhappy.

"What? My uncle is coming to my granddaughter." The daimyo covered his face with a fan and said, "Do we need to send someone to inform him first, to welcome him, to hold a ceremony or something?"

"Isn't this just too outsider?"

The daimyo said this, but his eyes drifted to the gadgets on the table.

It was a small bird that had been roasted. Naturally, the Daimyo couldn't tell what it was before.

It looks like a quail, but it doesn't feel like it.

"This thing is roasted squab." Seeing the daimyo looking at his lunch, Junko immediately felt it.It looks like lunch is no longer guaranteed today.

But luckily she did a little more, originally to prevent the Third Generation and Danzo from having enough to eat.

It just so happened that these two didn't come today.

Well, these two did not come to the Daimyo.

There’s really nothing to say.

"Squab? Pigeon?" The daimyo was immediately shocked and said, "Did you roast the pigeon?"

"You...you girl, can you really do this?!"

"What...what do you think?"

"Do you know how heavy a pigeon is?"

The daimyo was shocked.Pigeons are very important in conveying information and sending letters.Although ninjas have ninja beasts and specialized messengers and ninjutsu, they can replace the role of pigeons.

But not everyone can afford this thing all the time.

For daimyo, pigeons were used to deliver certain daily messages.

This...

"It was the most difficult time for me." Daimyo suddenly squeezed out two tears sadly and said, "I wouldn't have roasted the pigeons. You girl actually did this."

"I really... really don't know what to say about you."

"Isn't it delicious?!"

"Of course." Junko said confidently: "This is roasted squab, not as much as you think."

“If I had to give a reason, it would be that this guy gave me pigeons on strike.”