Sand Ninja Village is very poor.
Especially in recent years, it has become poorer.
The Daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind didn't know what was wrong with his brain, so he asked Sharenin Village to disarm and carry out a good soldier plan. Only willing to provide 150 million taels of financial assistance each year, Sharen Village is almost out of reach.
The commission for an s-level task may range from 5 million to 8 million taels. To be a puppet toy, Masahiko would spend a full 10 million taels.
Faced with the temptation of money, the three generations of Fengying put down all the work in his hands very stubbornly, and chatted with Masahiko in a friendly way. A person who can draw out ten million taels at will has to be at least dozens of times more worthy...
Thinking of this, Sandai Fengying again noticed something wrong. He has seen all the well-known wealthy merchants in the Kingdom of Wind. Masahiko is obviously not one of them, but he is obviously dressed like a resident of the Kingdom of Wind.
"How do you call it?"
This question caught Masahiko for a while, he really didn't give a name to his identity.
"Call me Yu... the village." After the six immortals, his brother can't escape Masahiko's claws.
"Hamura? Where are you from?"
Masahiko was startled, "I have to explain where I am from and where I am going to make a toy, how many people in my family, and how many cows in the field?"
Three generations of Fengying took a deep breath, what is all this mess...
Frowning for a while, Fengying decided not to think too much. Anyway, the opposite is obviously an ordinary person, and he can't cause too much trouble. Wouldn't it be good to send money to Sand Ninja Village
"Entrusted with 10 million taels of gold, I will make an exception to make your mission s-level, and I will find the best puppet master in our village to make toys for you."
Masahiko frowned, "Ten thousand taels, it may not be yours. If you do well, you will add money. If you don't do it, I will deduct the money."
"Oh?" Three generations of Fengying were surprised, he completely ignored the deduction of money, and only the word "addition" echoed in his mind.
With a wave of his hand, a dark part came instantly.
"Go and call the elder Qiandai."
Masahiko's face turned dark, Chiyo knew him well, don't be recognized, it was passed out as "Uzumaki Masahiko hides his identity to buy toys for children."
"Elder Chiyo is one of the strongest puppet masters in our Sand Ninja Village, and he is also very good in puppet design."
In fact, the best puppet stylist in Sand Ninja Village has long been a scorpion, but this task is better than a thousand generations. After all, the task commission is shared by the ninja and the village. Chiyo is more "selfless" and the village can get more funds.
"I've heard of the name of the elder Chiyo Sunin Village, please." Masahiko could only answer that way at this time.
In less than ten minutes, Chiyo rushed over. She was studying with the elite puppet masters of Sand Ninja Village on how to give life to the puppet. Feng Ying also knew this. At this time, when Feng Ying urgently summoned her, she thought something serious had happened.
"To be a puppet toy?" Chiyo looked surprised, and almost said that you were afraid that you were teasing me.
"Well, this Hamura merchant is willing to give 10 million taels or more to make a toy for his grandson. The task rating is s."
"That's it." At this time, Chiyo also understood. She knew the financial distress of Sunin Village was very clear. It is estimated that this time she encountered people who took money improperly.
"Hammura merchant, right? What kind of toy do you want to make?" Chiyo turned around.
These words just stunned Masahiko to ask. How should this be described
"I said Optimus Prime, you definitely don't understand, right? Autobots? Transformers?"
Chiyo shook his head blankly, three generations of Fengying was also an expression.
"Um... it's the kind, the kind that can be transformed." Masahiko shook his body as he clicked.
Qiandai's face was stiff, and he turned his head and glanced at Sandai Fengying, meaning that this kind of person can really come up with 10 million taels
Three generations of Fengying spread his hands, expressing that he is also desperate.
If it weren’t for the precedent of not daring to open Ninja Village to rob a client, he would have wanted to do it a long time ago, and chatted with an inexplicable "big money" for a long time...
"Well, all right." Chiyo sighed, "I'll take this task."
She has improved the difficulty prediction of the task by several levels, and has really done it as an s-level task.
Masahiko was not too long-winded. He was afraid that if he said too much, he would reveal his stuff, so he handed over the bank note and watched the three generations of Fengying start to register for the task.
When he was about to fill in to accept the ninja task, Chiyo stopped him.
"Put the name of the scorpion on it, you may have to rely on him for this task."
Three generations of Fengying hesitated for a while, but still did what he said. At this time, he also had to consider that Masahiko had said "deduct money".
After the mission was entrusted, Masahiko followed Chiyo to the "Puppet Research Institute" in Sand Ninja Village. Of course, they didn't have such a name. Masahiko helped them pick up the various abandoned puppets displayed in the house.
There are many large and small rooms in the research institute, which are separate rooms for the puppet masters in Sha Ninja Village. According to the size, it can basically be divided into three grades.
For example, in the three largest rooms, one of them is Chiyo.
"Who owns the other two rooms?" Several figures flashed across Masahiko's heart.
"One belongs to my younger brother, and the other belongs to my grandson." Chiyo said this, very proud.
"Scorpion is only fourteen or five years old, and he has such a high status in Sand Ninja Village. If he does not go astray, I am afraid that Fengying's position in the future should be his." Masahiko sighed with emotion.
Entering Chiyo's "studio", Chiyo turned around and said: "Hammura merchant, please describe in detail the puppet toys you need."
Masahiko frowned, where should I start
"Um... A puppet that stands alone needs to be about two meters high and can be disassembled and assembled. After that... Kaka Kaka, it can transform into a car, no, a big truck."
Masahiko began to twist again, his brows brows for Chiyo.
"What is Big Truck?" Ignoring the redundant onomatopoeia and redundant actions, Chiyo first focused on this new vocabulary.
"Hmm... You know the carriage, right?"
Chiyo nodded.
"A big truck is a four-wheeled carriage that can hold a lot of things."
"That's it." Chiyo frowned, roughly understanding Masahiko's needs.
"This design is quite ingenious, I don't know who came up with it."
"Of course it's me." Masahiko did his part.
Of course Chiyo doesn't believe it. Just look at Masahiko's description of this thing and you can know that it was definitely not designed by him.
But she didn't open it either. With a move of her finger, the Chakra line was released, and a puppet flew over.
"About this height?"
Masahiko cast a glance, but he didn't expect that there would still be such a tall puppet in Sand Ninja Village, about two meters long.
"Well, almost enough height. But the key is to be able to transform, do you understand?" Masahiko turned into addiction.
"I see."
Chiyo was expressionless.