Chapter 169 The First Price War in the Ninja World

“Patriarch, look at the lines on the wooden armor.”

Surrounded by the tribe, Kurama Kazuhiko looked up at the armor of the demon god in front of him with admiration.

Because of the special boundaries of their blood and blood, many people are masters of art related to the senses.

He stroked his beard and exclaimed: “Compared to nature’s supernatural craftsmanship.”

“Chakra itself is full of infinite possibilities.” A cold voice suddenly said.

The members of the Kurama clan hurriedly said respectfully to the white-haired man who suddenly appeared: “Master Tobirama.”

Senju Tobirama shook his hand so that they don’t care about himself. He stared into Kazuhiko’s eyes and said every word: “Now there is a monstrous wealth waiting for you to pick it up.”

Kurama Kazuhiko stroked the goatee, staring at the red eyes, and said solemnly: “Since it is right in front of you, I also ask Minister Tobirama to make it clear that the opportunity is extremely important.”

“Gather the people of the Grandmaster paintings of the pommel horse clan at full speed.” Tobirama passed the previous painting to him without being wordy. “How much is such a painting worth in this case?”

Kurama Kazuhiko stared at the familiar painter on the screen, and immediately distinguished that this is his young daughter’s work, and replied, “One hundred thousand taels.”

The clansmen who gathered heard the conversation between them, and many people were startled by this number, and they slowed down their breath and did not dare to breathe out.

Tobirama did not give the number directly, but asked: “How much paper is there?”

Kazuhiko’s gaze swept across the faces of the tribesmen painted by the Grandmaster, and the tribesmen who were watching immediately revealed the stock in the scroll.

“Together about a thousand copies.” The voice of the completion of the calculation sounded.

“That’s one hundred million taels!”

There was an uncontrollable exclamation from the crowd. Someone was already attracted by this number, and their breathing became heavy.

“Do not.”

The surrounded Tobirama looked very serious, turning around and looking at all of them one by one, “Don’t let other hidden villages have a bad influence on Konoha.”

The loud sound made them wake up from the enthusiasm, and they couldn’t help showing shame in their eyes. Although they made money, it also damaged the reputation of the village.

“Then you say how appropriate.”

Tobirama looked at Kazuhiko who was making his own decision, and he pondered, and said, “First position it at fifty thousand taels. If the popularity is overwhelming, you can get a 20% discount.”

“Forty thousand taels for a painting!!!”

“That’s forty million taels.”

The discussion from the crowd came into Kazuhiko’s ears clearly. He squinted his eyes to think about the feasibility of the plan, and asked Tobirama, “How to divide it.”

“The village and the Kurama family are open in five to five.”

This answer made him grin Kakuzu’s mouth behind his ears, and couldn’t help but want to start setting up the stall on the spot.

Tobirama hurriedly stopped him, and then said: “This matter should be arranged in advance to appear natural, so that no one else can see it.”

Following the operation of Tobirama, everyone in the pommel horse clan was dumbfounded.

I must find someone who is familiar. Konoha happens to have no shortage of reliable candidates.

He had prepared the props a long time ago, and changed the forehead protector in this chaotic place. Who can tell which ninja from the hidden village is?

There was a sudden riot in the originally scattered and noisy crowd, and a Konoha Shinobi who was disassembling the drawing board was surrounded by everyone.

“Someone just painted a picture with you?”

The surrounded painter felt that the surrounding air was not so smooth, and nodded nervously at the hot gaze.

“In terms of the composition of the painting and the combination of paint, it is indeed a masterpiece, and there are also the Demon God and Lord Hashirama and Lord Madara in the distance.”

“That’s right! Give me a whole one quickly, I’ll give it as much as it costs!”

“Don’t fight with me. I’m the second one. Give me the whole one soon! It’s a good idea to discuss more money.”

The painter has never enjoyed such treatment before, holding the paintbrush nervously, and softly tentatively said: “Fifty thousand taels!”

The audience suddenly became silent, and then an angry roar sounded, “Who do you look down on? Only fifty thousand taels!”

Everyone turned their eyes and found that it was a ninja from the Yeyue clan of Cloud Shinobi Village, and suddenly felt that this violent temper was not surprising.

Practicing ninjutsu for many years made him taller than many people present, and his excited voice continued to sound with thunder, “Look at what is behind us, this is Wood Style plus Susanoo’s creation. Not to mention there are also Hokage and Madara adults, you actually only have fifty thousand taels, which is so irritating!”

“Yes! Brother, don’t cherish the opportunity to make money for you.”

The direction of the wind changed, and many people began to criticize the silly Konoha Shinobi in front of him.

“That… just press fifty thousand taels, let’s get started quickly.”

The painter, who was about to be drowned, put the drawing board on the easel again and looked at the sky, weak.

The crowds in the encirclement trend changed their formations, immediately lined up in a row, and with the passage of time they have lined up into a long line.

The painter who finished ten paintings quickly moved his sore wrists, and suddenly turned around but was shocked by the long queue behind him. Ai Ai said, “Everyone is too enthusiastic. Why don’t you go to other places to line up.”

“Where can I line up!”

“Time waits for no one, so hurry up and draw, stop talking.”



At this time, there were other ninjas who came over with scrolls from not far away, found the ninjas who were still in line in the same village, and teased: “There are already many people who can paint, and they have set up painting booths. .”

Many people left the long dragon and went to other places. The painter smiled relievedly at the people who were still in the queue, “In order to speed up, we can provide multi-person group paintings.”

“Really?” With a sullen face, the fierce fight came over from the back of the team, “Let’s draw one for Sunagakure collectively.”

“boom!”

The paintbrush fell weakly from the painter’s hand to the ground, making a clear sound.

Seeing that Liedou had achieved his goal, he changed his expression and smiled at him: “Just kidding, there are some people in Sunagakure who can paint with Grandmaster. I’m just here to say hello to you. The competition has already started. The price is fifty thousand taels, right? Sunagakure is only forty thousand taels.”

For the first time, a price war broke out in the Ninja world.

Konoha’s price has dropped from 50,000 taels to 40 taels.

Sand Shinobi followed closely behind with 402,000 to 302,000.

But Konoha remained unmoved, because the quality of the pommel horse was guaranteed, and the market price of 40 thousand taels became the market price.

Most of the other hidden village and Sanren painters, because of technical reasons, the prices are generally between 10,000 to 30,000 taels. Anyway, this is a good time to pick up money.

There are gold masters everywhere here, and this scene is indeed commemorative.

As Hokage said, for the first time in a thousand years, the tail beasts were completely sealed by mankind, and they are the witnesses of this feat.

Night fell quietly, but people’s enthusiasm did not decrease with the temperature, but became more and more high.



Nara Luping completed the logistics work brilliantly, and the scrolls placed on the ground were unfolded one by one. Various kinds of abundant materials were satisfied, and various unexpected situations might be encountered.

The firewood put together burst into flames under the ignition of Fire Style, and the raging fireworks expelled the darkness and illuminated the faces of everyone.

The flame was blown by the night wind, and the stars flew into the sky like fireflies.

Lu Sheng He Zhili nestled on the rock, looking at the stars in the night sky.

He couldn’t help but glanced at the girl’s side face secretly, the breeze blew her ears and her purple hair dyed with Yuehua, brilliant and dazzling, even the moonlight on his shoulders became warm.

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