Konoha: Uchiha Shisui's Advisor Alliance

Chapter 50 Maybe I burned my hand
On the streets of Konoha, Hui was strolling among the crowd in a guard uniform. Facing all kinds of strange looks and whispered discussions, he suppressed his anger and walked towards a salt shop with an expressionless face.

It's really hard for Uncle Yadai to ignore the comments of these guys.

He sighed inwardly and then entered the salt shop.

When everyone in the store saw this familiar face, their expressions changed and some immediately walked to the back.

Hui casually glanced around and did not stop them. After a moment, the owner of the salt shop hurried over. It was Takeshi Kamimura.

"Master Hui, I wonder what you have to do in my shop today. I will definitely cooperate with you."

Uemura Takeshi wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke softly.

Hui looked at him strangely. He remembered that he did not mention the name yesterday.

"Don't be nervous. The spy hasn't been caught yet. I'm here just for a routine check today. By the way, here's your account book."

"Thank you for bringing it here in person, sir. Hurry, hurry, sir Hui, please move aside and don't block your inspection."

Although Kamimura Takeshi was already in his thirties, he still did not dare to show any dissatisfaction when facing a ninja who was ten years younger than him.

Hui glanced around casually and said, "There is indeed no trace of spies in the store."

Kamimura Yizhi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and was about to thank him when he heard the other party continue: "Although the people in your store are not spies, who can guarantee that there will not be spies among the villagers who buy salt?

If the people here have contact with spies, I can only..."

Before he finished speaking, Kamimura Takeshi's face had already turned pale. Wasn't this obviously targeting him?
However, he had been in business for many years and had his own understanding. He did not say anything to contradict him but smiled and said, "Master Hui is right. Can I have a word with you?"

Kamimura Yizhi raised his hand to signal him to walk back. Hui nodded and walked forward, only to see him take out a wooden box and say, "I left in a hurry yesterday and accidentally took this by mistake. Please help me take it back."

Hui raised his eyebrows. He had controlled the other party and brought him back yesterday. How could he have taken the wrong thing?

He took the box and his face changed, looking outside the store with an unnatural expression.

"Um, well, I'll take it back with me. You have to pay attention to the villagers coming and going, and don't let any spies sneak in."

After he said that, he put away his things. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he simply left the salt shop with his hands behind his back.

Uemura Takeshi smiled apologetically all the way until Hui left, then he returned to the store with mixed feelings.

As Hui walked on the street, he always felt that people's gazes seemed more dazzling, making him feel uncomfortable all over. He had to speed up and rush to the next store.

He spent the whole day wandering around the salt shops, and then took away the peripheral grain merchants in batches to avoid causing riots.

"No, Master Yi, this feels a little weird, it's different from the feeling of receiving mission rewards!

Those villagers were looking at me, right? I shouldn't have acted strangely.

They gave it to me on their own initiative, I didn’t force them!”

With a thud, Hui placed eight boxes on the table. He looked at Sima Yi, who was somewhat incoherent, pacing in the study and talking to himself.

Sima Yi was drinking tea, and he felt helpless when he saw Hui wandering back and forth. After a long while, he spoke: "Take a long-term view. This is just the protection fee they gave to the security department. Only when Konoha is stable can they do business with peace of mind. This is all for Konoha, for them."

"what?"

Hui stopped and looked at Sima Yi in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh: "Master Yi, it seems that I still haven't learned everything you taught me."

"Hahaha, just think of it as you praising me. Open it and see what you got today."

Sima Yi chuckled and didn't care, he raised his hand and pointed at the box. Hui hesitated for a moment and rubbed his hands, but couldn't help but stepped forward and opened them one by one.

"Three hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, three hundred and fifty thousand."

Eight boxes, totaling three million taels, were roughly half a month's income for each of them.

Looking at the thick stack of banknotes, Hui couldn't help but take a breath, "These people are really generous, they gave me three million taels a day. If I go there once a day, it will be 90 million taels a month!

This is much more than the funds allocated to the Security Department last year!
Hey, with this money, why should we put up with the bullies of the higher-ups? Why don't we train more ninjas to rebel directly?"

Sima Yi laughed when he heard this and said, "Ninety million taels? You dare to think so. If we copy all of them, we can get that amount."

Hui smiled and touched the banknotes and said, "I understand. We need stability and longevity. If you can't give me 90 million, then 9 million will be fine."

Sima Yi then nodded, "Three times should be the limit, after that we just have to wait for them to speak."

After all, this kind of wealth is not permanent. Sima Yi does not care about the nine million taels. He pushes the box to Hui and says, "Take this money."

"Give me?"

Hui was stunned for a moment. As a Jonin of the Uchiha clan and a veritable elite of Konoha, if he was allowed to do the mission, three million ryo would not be a problem for him at all.

But the money is different. One is the reward earned from fighting for life and death, and the other is given by others during street patrol.

"It's not for you, it's for the Security Department.

You can observe carefully in the security department and see who has difficulties at home. Even if it is not a normal day, you can invite these people to have a drink together and make more friends."

Before he finished speaking, Hui had already understood what Sima Yi meant. He happily took the money and said, "That's right, this is all for Uchiha and Konoha!"

dong dong dong~
"Grandpa, I'm back."

scare!
Hui had just put the money in a pile and was about to put it away when he heard Shisui knocking on the door.

Sima Yi smiled, happily watching Hui's busy scene, and said softly: "Come in, Shisui, Hui is here too."

Shisui pushed the door open and saw Hui rubbing his chest with one hand and groping on the table with the other, as if looking for something.

"Brother Hui, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah? Me? No, I just came to ask Uncle Yi if he wants to go out for a drink. If he doesn't want to go, forget it. I'm going to the Security Department to have a barbecue with everyone."

Hui said as if he just remembered Shisui and asked again: "Shisui, do you want to go eat barbecue together?"

"No, thank you, Brother Hui. I just had grilled fish."

"Oh, okay, I'll be leaving first then."

Shisui looked at Hui who was leaving in a panic with a suspicious look on his face and couldn't help asking, "What happened to him?"

Sima Yi smiled, picked up the teacup and replied: "Maybe it burned your hand."

Shisui nodded, not suspecting anything, and did not investigate further. He closed the door and said seriously, "Grandpa, the higher-ups have taken action again. When I came back today, I inquired about it. The news of the drunken ninja conflict that day has spread throughout Konoha. The villagers are all complaining about the inaction of the security department!"

Sima Yi looked calm and asked calmly, "What do you think about this?"

"Grandpa, you taught me to analyze cause and effect based on interests. This despicable behavior now, just like the White Fang incident in the past, must have been done by three generations!"

(End of this chapter)