Chapter 150 Nature's cruel cooking skills

A while later, Han left the Yunokuni capital with Kakuzu and Hidan.

Behind them were Konan and his group whose cheeks were red.

"Mrs. Konan, what should we do?" Kuraki asked embarrassedly.

He wore a long robe with many holes.

When Hidan had been stitched up and fully alive appeared in front of them.

It's called competition, but in reality, it's just fodder for abuse.

The only thing that makes people happy is that Hidan didn't take it seriously and cast the curse of the god Jashin.

Otherwise, he was worried that many people would die after eating this.

As for this trip, Kuraki and his group didn't want to get rid of Han as soon as possible.

But there is only one way to leave the capital of Yunokuni, and at the same time, they still have one most important thing they have not achieved.

The thought of using powers crossed his mind again and again, but the thought of one evil sage, Hidan, was already making him dizzy.

Now coupled with two other unpredictable monsters, if you dare to take action, your life will be too long.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Konan's cheeks had not faded.

When he thought about the incident earlier, his cheeks still felt hot.

Looking at the figure leisurely walking in front of him, he gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let's rest here." Han stopped suddenly, making everyone behind him stunned.

"Boss, I'm a patient. They didn't give me anesthesia when I did the stitches earlier. I don't want to do this task." Hidan took the lead and leaned against the tree trunk.

The cheeks of everyone who heard these words twitched.

When he used the god Jashin's curse to enter himself a moment ago, they didn't notice any anesthesia was needed.

Now he could take a break and throw lunch at the shopkeeper.

This pan is beautifully cast.

Konan and the others were seven or eight meters away. As soon as they stopped walking, they saw a black shadow coming out of Han's backpack.

"Boss, are you hungry?"

"Just wait for me. I'll be back as soon as I leave. I can already smell the lion."

"I've endured it for several days, and finally I waited until the boss was free..."

As soon as those Sanbi appeared, he didn't stop at all, they chose the right direction and rushed out, the speed was comparable to the wind.

Kuraki and the others were stunned.

"Konan, are you hungry?" Han looked at Konan, and he didn't bother explaining Sanbi's misunderstanding.

Facing Sanbi, it was obviously impossible to reason.

Konan came to his senses and hurriedly said: "I...we have dry food, do you want it?"

As he spoke, Konan took out the ninja's special compressed dry food in his backpack. The dry morsels could almost kill a dog.

"No..." Han touched the tip of his nose helplessly. For these things, let alone the taste, it is beyond praise.

The possibility of someone choking to death is quite high. For Han, who always loves his life, he still has to stay away from compressed dry food.

"Oh..." Konan answered a little disappointed, making the atmosphere a little awkward.

This veiled rejection left an inexplicable void in his heart.

Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the field, Kuraki hurriedly came to the rescue and said: "Master Han, is that the pet you just tolerated? It looks very cute. Master, you really have good eyesight. Wait for him in the meantime will come back and let me hug him well.?"

As for the Sanbi that had just been glanced at, not many people present could see it clearly.

But everyone likes to hear flattery and flattery.

However, if Kuraki knew that this flattery was slapped on his horse's hooves, he was afraid there would be no smile on his face.

"Well, it shouldn't be a problem," Han replied casually, then took out a scroll and spread it on the ground.

The magic seal in his hand changed, and under everyone's stunned gaze, a large number of kitchen utensils appeared.

"Are you planning to have a picnic?" Konan was stunned for a moment, looking very surprised.

In their eyes, Han's strength was unfathomable and had nothing to do with his cooking skills.

"Fortunately, he didn't invite us just now, otherwise we would really become guinea pigs," Kuraki couldn't help lowering his voice.

"I'll boil hot water first, then boil the compressed biscuits to make them easier to eat..."

While talking, Kuraki turned around and turned on the portable gas stove, boiled the kettle he brought, and at the same time put the compressed biscuits in the water and cooked them together.

It could be said that this was the simplest way to carry out tasks in the wild and provide food and clothing.

Konan was already used to Kuraki's operations.

He secretly looked at Han with great interest, and the scene he saw made his eyes suddenly shrink.

In his eyes, especially as a refugee in Amegakure Village, just one meal was enough to provide food and clothing.

But he never expected there would be so much emphasis on it, and someone would combine profound ninjutsu with delicious food.

He saw that Han had already put down the cooking utensils.

His right hand touched the knife, and with a burst of lightning, the Sharingan suddenly opened.

"Meat!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone on the side immediately reacted.

A piece of hind leg meat weighing around ten kilograms was thrown into the air.

Under the locking of the Nine Tomoe Sharingan, the lines on the flesh were instantly revealed, as if all the secrets were revealed.

"Chidori-ryu!"

Endless lightning surged, and with the powerful insight of the Sharingan, the kitchen knife in Han's hand was instantly unsheathed.

The speed was as fast as thunder.

Konan and the others only saw a flash before their eyes, more than ten kilograms of hind leg meat was cut open in an instant, turning into a piece of minced meat and falling onto the cutting board.

The sound of a sizzling arc resounded, and the electric light was still flowing on the fleshy foam.

The rich aroma of meat perfectly seals the sauce.

At the same time, Han spread the seasonings with his hands, and various seasonings fell on the meat. The chopsticks he was holding began to stir quickly under the flow of Chakra or swirling.

Han looked at Kakuzu on the side. There was a huge difference between his clay-like skills and Han's fusion of ninjutsu and cooking skills.

Han frowned and poured the minced meat into the starch with his back.

The chakra in his right hand surged and immediately condensed into a Rasengan.

In front of everyone, he crushed the starch and minced meat directly into a large basin.

The sudden sight made people's pupils shrink, and they even subconsciously took half a step back.

Not to mention the Rasengan in Han's hand which radiated terrifying destructive power.

In this way, the Nine Tomoe Sharingan and various ninjutsu are used as cooking skills.

Isn't this a bit cruel?

Moreover, they couldn't believe it if they saw it for themselves.