A convenience store opened in Naruto

Kiki's strength was too low and she would only be a drag if she went to the battlefield. In order not to drag everyone down, she simply did not go with everyone.

She stayed at home waiting for news and thought that Goku and the others were still fighting fiercely with the androids.

She had heard from Gohan about the strength of the androids.

So he is not worried at all about whether Goku and others can deal with the androids.

Based on the information she knew, the strength of Goku and others, especially Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan who have Saiyan blood, the strength of the three of them has long surpassed that of the androids.

Even Piccolo and others can check for omissions and do what they can.

"As for the androids, they should have been dealt with already!"

He wanted to use "should", but then he changed his mind and thought, since Ye Feng was here, it was impossible that the problem could not be solved, so No. 1 changed his words.

Although he hadn't seen it, he didn't even know what the android looked like.

"It's been resolved, so what about them..." Chi-Chi was a little confused. If everything was resolved, why didn't Goku go home?

At least find someone to come back and talk to you.

"Oops!"

Number One slapped his head in annoyance. When will he be able to change his poor concentration problem?

Is this the time to chat? The most urgent thing is to get Weiss to charge the card before signing the contract!

"My commission!" Number One shouted and ran towards the convenience store.

"Mr. Weiss, wait a minute, let me get the commission first!"

It's just a few meters away, separated by a stream. If you don't have the time to open a space door, you might as well just run over.

Thinking of this, Number One rushed into the convenience store like a gust of wind, and just in time, he saw Weiss's pen about to drop.

Number One was glad that he arrived in time. He slid to his knees and hugged Weiss's thighs.

"Mr. Weiss, I'm poor. I'm so poor that I can't even afford to eat." Number One, trying to play the emotional card, raised his head pitifully and met Weiss's somewhat surprised eyes.

"I had a bowl of noodles at noon today. This was the only bowl of noodles I had in the past week."

"A week? Can you imagine?"

"Mr. Weiss, please have mercy on me and fulfill my dream of becoming rich overnight!"

"You are changing the subject!" Ye Feng said disdainfully, "Who was feasting at the dinner table last night?"

"It's the real one!" Number One stiffened his neck, refusing to admit that he had an ugly eating habit.

"Then who ate so much that he couldn't walk the day before yesterday?" Ye Feng asked again.

"It's still the real body!" Number One felt a little guilty and began to avoid eye contact.

"The day before yesterday..."

"I didn't eat anything the day before yesterday!" Number One said confidently.

He had the confidence, he really didn't eat it!

I was browsing on my phone all night and didn't get up at all during the day.

He did wake up at night, but was too lazy to go out to eat alone, so he cunningly dismissed his group and left Naruto to starve.

Not long after finishing his midnight snack and lying down to sleep, Naruto, who had been tricked by Number One, started rummaging through the drawers and cabinets looking for food.

Weiss put down his pen and spread his hands: "Although I really want to help you, I have already signed the contract!"

"what?"

Number One looked like a bereaved woman, leaning on the cash register with lifeless eyes.

"Goodbye, my dream of getting rich overnight, goodbye, my chicken stewed with mushrooms!"

It feels like I have acted in such a long play for nothing. It's so embarrassing. How can I face people in the future?

"But... the boss has already agreed to cook me a table of delicious food, including chicken stewed with mushrooms!"

"Aha!" cheered Number Two.

You can earn money again if you lose it, but you can never buy back delicious food no matter how much money you have.

Originally, making money is just a hobby, a game to kill time, not really for the money, so there is no bottom line.

"Don't worry, Weiss, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with my craftsmanship!" No. 2 assured, patting his chest.

He enjoyed the process of learning to cook from Ye Feng, rather than following cold video instructions, although Ye Feng sometimes also learned from videos.

"The boss means to do it yourself!" Weiss emphasized.

Number One is still young, and it is hard for Weiss to imagine how such a young "chef" can make any good food. Ye Feng seems more convincing.

"I know, it was made by the uncle himself." No. 2 nodded.

There's nothing wrong with that. Ye Feng cooks it once, and he follows suit. To put it in context, the delicious food that Weiss eats can be considered to be made by Ye Feng himself.

It has always been like this in the past. You don’t need to emphasize it. You will know it after you have worked there a few times.

"Mr. Weiss means that the uncle did it himself!" Da Te, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but say it, and he even wanted to put emphasis on the word "by himself".

"I know!" Number Two said puzzledly, "You don't have to emphasize it anymore... huh?"

The word "personally" was emphasized twice. No. 2 realized that the problem was not simple and asked tentatively: "Is it what I understand?"

"It's not what you understand," Da Te said, shaking his head, "It means exactly what it says!"

"???"

Three big question marks appeared above his head. Number Two looked at Weiss with a strange expression: "No, are you serious? Do you know what it means if the meal that uncle made himself is eaten by others?"

It means endless trips to the toilet and endless diarrhea, and the aftermath is weakness in your hands and feet all day long!

Since he couldn't get the commission, No. 2 changed the way he addressed Weiss. He dropped the word "sir" and just called Weiss by his full name.

"Weiss, Weiss, what can I say about you?" Number Two exclaimed in amazement.

The shaking head made Ye Feng want to slap No. 1 against the wall.

After giving No. 1 a slap on the face, Ye Feng said with a dark face: "Is it that exaggerated? That's because you are weak. Weiss can be the same as you. He is a god! A real god!"

"I'm just an angel, I'm not a god!" Whis pointed out the mistake in Ye Feng's words, "The Lord Beerus I serve is the God!"

Strictly speaking, angels do not have divine duties.

Although I have registered with the Temple of the Omni-King, it is more like a cooperative relationship, but it is closer than a cooperative relationship.

Just like the butler of a wealthy family, if the master falls into poverty, that is the master's business and has nothing to do with the professional butler.

He would just be implicated, and no one would dare to hire him for a while. Only after the impact was over could he, as a butler, find a new job.

That’s pretty much what it means.

Number Two pouted and said, "Then why don't you let Sister Hui eat the food you cook? Sister Hui's physique is not weak, right?"

"You know nothing!"

Unable to find a reason to refute for a moment, Ye Feng blurted out in a hurry: "If Sister Hui gets a stomachache, will you warm my bed for me?"

"Tsk!" Number Two said sarcastically, "Oh, you've only lived a wealthy life for a few days, and you've already forgotten the old days?"

"Before Sister Hui came, you didn't sleep?"

"If you want to warm the bed, that's not impossible, but it'll cost extra!"

"Who knows if you will do something strange after you fall asleep now, for example!"

Number Two clenched his hands and made a grabbing motion.

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Number One, I think a shadow clone should not be able to move around in the outside world for such a long time, what do you think?"

"Please call me number two!"

Number Two straightened his collar and said seriously, "Because of the uncle's actions, Number One lost all his face. He felt ashamed to face people, his mind disintegrated, and he returned to his original body. Now, I take over his body!"

Ye Feng was so angry that he laughed: "Oh, okay, no problem, whatever number you say you are, that's it, but the money for number one..."

He deliberately didn't finish his words and sold a lawsuit.

"Don't, uncle!" Number One couldn't pretend anymore when it came to money, and grumbled aggrievedly, "That's right, the food you cooked is poisonous, whoever eats it will..."

"Poison?" Bruce stood up and interrupted No. 1. "What kind of poison?"

"What poison has anything to do with you..." Just when he was about to say it had nothing to do with you, he suddenly saw the instant noodles in Bruce's hand. Number One was stunned for a moment and said, "Did you eat the noodles that the uncle made just now?"

What kind of poison can poison yourself?

People often try to poison themselves, but are destroyed by the destructive energy in their own bodies.

Beerus realized that he had overreacted, drank up the soup from his instant noodles, and wiped his mouth with a feeling of unsatisfied feeling.

"Yes, I ate it. It tasted good, but the noodles were soaked for a little too long, so they were not chewy."

"Pfft!"

Number One couldn't help laughing, looked at Ye Feng, and asked teasingly: "Uncle, do you want me to get some paper from the shelf?"

Ye Feng had a complicated expression, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "No need, I've teleported the paper to the toilet, you take Beerus to the toilet on the second floor."

"Isn't there one on the first floor?"

Pointing at Wukong, Ye Feng scratched his forehead: "There is another one here, he eats more!"

Goku looked confused. There were a lot of instant noodles on the table, and he forgot which ones were his. He picked up a bucket at random, but before he could take a few bites, Beerus snatched it away.

Looking again, the other instant noodle buckets were empty, all eaten by Beerus.

At this moment, he was holding a few unopened buckets in his arms, preparing to soak them.

Number One counted three, two, one silently in his mind, and as soon as the countdown reached zero, there was a snap and the noodles in Wukong's hand fell out of the bucket.

Suddenly, Wukong felt an unbearable pain in his stomach and quickly threw the instant noodles onto the sofa.

"Where is the toilet!" Number One pointed out the direction to Wukong.

Before he could say anything, Wukong covered his stomach with one hand and his butt with the other, and in a flash he appeared in the toilet.

I controlled the toilet door to close, but the moment it closed, a crackling sound was heard.

Beerus's expression also changed, and he thought to himself: What a strong poison, it's a bit too despicable!

Goku's strength was insignificant in his own eyes, but looking at the entire universe, almost everyone who could rival him was here.

Even Goku couldn't withstand the poison, so Beerus was not sure if he could withstand it.

Just as he thought of this, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Forcing himself to hold on, Beerus said calmly, "Is there anything delicious on the second floor? I'll go up and take a look. You've all seen it, so there's no need to go again. I can go by myself!"

Anyone could tell that something was wrong with Beerus as he was talking to himself.

No one exposed him and let Beerus go to the second floor.

On the deserted second floor, Beerus couldn't hold on any longer, so he covered his stomach and ran straight to the small room with the word "toilet" written on it.

He closed the door and took off his pants in one go, and with a splashing sound, the toilet welcomed a new guest.

On the first floor, empty instant noodle buckets were lined up, jumping from the tables one by one into the trash can that would never be filled.

Located on the busy Konoha Street, Ye Feng still needs to disguise himself and take out the garbage every day so as not to waste the sanitation management fees he paid. By the way, he also pretends that his store is normal.

In this deep mountain and old forest, in the Dragon Ball world where even wishes can be made, Ye Feng stopped pretending.

What garbage are you taking out? Just queue up and jump in!

"What did you say?" Weiss grabbed No. 1 and said, "You want money, right? How much? Just tell me and I'll transfer it to you!"

I haven't even cooked anything yet. I just boiled a bowl of noodles in water, but it has such a powerful effect. I can't imagine how serious the consequences would be if I had a proper meal.

Ye Feng, who was slapped in the face again, was alone and sad.

It's over. I will never be able to wash away the fact that cooking is poisonous.

At a turn of events, No. 1 was overjoyed: "It doesn't need to be much. Mr. Weiss is now the largest employee. I won't be picky. Just let me be the third."

Whis's huge piece of gold directly replaced Bulma's position as the largest gold holder.

Weiss had no idea how much the third one would need, so he just let No. 1 do it himself.

Dragging a movable stool, Ye Feng, who had turned into a stone statue, was pulled out from behind the cash register. No. 1 stood happily behind the cash register and operated it skillfully.

In just a few seconds, the deposit in No. 1's account increased significantly. At the beginning, there were a few zeros at the end, which made No. 1 smile from ear to ear.

"Gohan!"

Kiki finally made up her mind to step out of the house. As soon as she came in, she saw her son standing next to Piccolo, looking curiously towards the toilet.

"Gohan what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Suddenly, Qiqi became nervous.

When she died, Gohan was still a child. When they met in hell, Gohan had grown up, which made Chi-Chi feel guilty and think that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother.

He loves Gohan even more.

But her excessive enthusiasm made Gohan a little uncomfortable.

"No, I'm just a little worried about Dad!"

"Goku, he's fine."

When Chichi heard that it was Goku in the toilet, she felt relieved.

It's not that she doesn't care about Goku, but she has confidence in Goku. Apart from the heart disease, Goku has never been defeated by anything.

"Bulma, you've aged a lot. Is that Trunks next to you? Has he grown so big? I remember he was still very small back then."

Bulma's appearance hasn't changed much, but after more than ten years, she has inevitably aged a little and her skin is not as tight as before.

But Trantes had really changed so much that Kiki couldn't recognize him.

"Hello, Aunt Qiqi!" Da Te was not shy and greeted Qiqi with a smile.

It was normal that Qiqi couldn't recognize him. After all, he was less than one year old when Qiqi died, and now he was an adult.

"Krillin, Piccolo, you guys are here?"

Originally, when No. 1 said that everyone was here, Kiki was a little bit unconvinced, but now, everyone is here.

"Artificial humans..." Qiqi hesitated, "Have we solved the problem of artificial humans?"

Number One told her that the incident with the androids had been resolved, but he couldn't say it out loud himself, so Kiki was still a little worried.