Chapter 264 If you want to earn money from the kings of rolls, you have to roll to death

[The Ashes Come Down to Earth] The answer is “hot pot”!
Facing everyone’s suspicious eyes, he slapped the table and the soul fire in his skull flickered.

“The Hell Dwarves and Goblins have different tastes and spending power. If you want them to sit in the same place and eat, why not just… make a big pot and let them cook and rinse themselves?”

This was an idea he came up with on a whim.

In hell, oil is not very expensive, but spices are more expensive.

However, there is a way to deal with this problem, and that is to bring it over from the cemetery in person.

Upon hearing this, [Greedy Sword God] and [Graveyard Kitchen God] were slightly stunned, with different expressions on their faces.

“what do you mean……”

“Fire, hot pot?!”

“That’s right!” [Bone Ashes Descending to Earth] smiled confidently, his eyes sparkling as he said, “To be precise, it’s street hotpot! I’ve been walking around the market for two days and haven’t seen anything like it. If we make it, it’ll definitely be a hit!”

“But… your thing doesn’t have high technical content, it’s not as good as my barbecue!” [Graveyard Cooking God] scratched his head and said in confusion, “If we make a fire, the nearby taverns will copy it in minutes.”

“Look at your situation. Are you afraid of people copying you when you open a business?” [Bone Ashes Descending to Earth] looked at him with disdain. “It’s always been hot pot stalls that sell beer. Have you ever seen hot pot sold in a pub?”

It’s normal to sell barbecue in a pub, but if you add hotpot into the mix, it’s not as simple as mixing flavors. There will be huge changes in everything from the atmosphere of the pub to the supply chain of ingredients. It’s hard to say whether the business will fail.

Sometimes subtraction is more important than addition.

Of course, if the building opposite is directly converted into a hotpot restaurant that is another matter, that is another situation.

But when the time comes, those guys will come to their track and compete, and they are confident that they can take over the market with their first-mover advantage!

[Graveyard Kitchen God] looked at him in shock, and the skeleton’s mouth opened unconsciously.

[Greedy Sword God]’s eyes lit up, and after a moment he slapped his thigh.

“What the hell! How could I have forgotten about this?!”

[The ashes descend to earth] Hehehe smile.

“It’s not too late to remember now! Let’s do it together! Make it bigger and stronger!”

“Yes!!!” [Greedy Sword God] nodded excitedly and clenched his fists, “Let’s call it Northwest Hotpot!”

“This name is not very good. It doesn’t have the characteristics of the Great Cemetery.” [Graveyard Cooking God] shook his head, “Let’s call it the Great Cemetery Hot Pot.”

“The name is too long!”

“Damn, why is it so troublesome! Why not just open the business directly? I’ll go to the factory to order equipment first!” [Greedy Sword God] stood up with a bang and walked towards the door, shaking his clanking skeleton.

“Wait a minute… We really can’t be careless about the name. Brand effect is also one of our competitive advantages. When the time comes, our logo will be printed on the cookware! Anyway, don’t rush.” ​​[Ashes Descending to Earth] calmly pulled him back. After thinking for a moment, the soul fire lit up again, “Got it!”

Let’s talk, Ashes Descend to Earth wrote three big words on the paper and casually drew an abstract trademark.

The two players looked closer and saw that the soul fire was almost extinguished.

Good guy——

What the hell is grave digging?!
“Ghosts will come in and eat them!”

“that is!”

[The Ashes Descend to Earth] coughed.

“This is our specialty… Believe me, if they mind, they will leave when they see that we are undead. They won’t even look at your logo. Those who can come into our store to spend money don’t care about this stuff, understand?”

The standards of deliciousness are different. They cannot please all the residents of Black Wind Castle. The most important thing is to be the best at what they are good at. Whether it succeeds or not is up to fate – or dog planning.

This is the life philosophy of [The Ashes Descend to Earth].

Seeing his stubborn look, the other two people were desperate but still let him do what he wanted.

After all, they have already failed, so what reason is there to stop this guy who hasn’t failed yet from trying and failing again?

Even if we lose, it’s a draw. The worst that can happen is that after we lose everything, we can all do the task together and earn back the lost money.

Just like that, under the strong promotion of Brother Guhui, the first “Grave Di Lao” in Heifengbao was officially born!

On the first day of the hot pot stall’s official opening, the three people, with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation, placed a hollow table in front of the stall, set up a charcoal stove underneath, and then placed the soup pots on top.

These pots are divided into four types: pure spicy, double combination, bone soup and plain water, corresponding to four different price ranges.

The soup base began to boil, and the spicy aroma filled the air. The diners at Black Wind Castle were quickly attracted by this peculiar way of eating and gathered around.

“Why are you here again?” A hellish dwarf with a head like a boiled egg came over, looked at the undead boss behind the stall warily, and muttered, “What tricks are you going to play this time?”

When he saw that it was a stall run by the undead, he had already tried to avoid it, but the spicy aroma was so tempting that his legs disobeyed him and he walked over following his nose.

“Again? Sir, this is the first time we meet. I can swear to the Demon King.” The [Greedy Sword God] who was in charge of welcoming the guests grinned and pretended not to know this guy.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. He is face-blind and cannot confirm what kind of boiled egg this is.

Seeing that he had sworn to the devil, the hell dwarf said nothing more and asked about the price.

“how much is it?”

[Greedy Sword God] grinned and pointed to the side.

“Spicy hotpot is 100 kaira, double-flavor hotpot is 80 kaira, clear soup is 20 kaira, and water is 5 kaira. It depends on which one you want. Of course, for a dwarf like you whose ancestors could drink magma, I recommend you choose the most expensive one. The spiciness that is comparable to magma is worthy of your noble status as a hell dwarf!”

The hell dwarf swallowed his saliva upon hearing this, and became ready to take action.

Although he always felt that something was wrong, how did this guy know that his grandfather’s grandfather could drink magma, he still reached into his pocket and planned to give it a try with the salary he just earned today.

But just as he did this, the goblins around him were in an uproar.

“How many???”

“Five Kaira?!”

“Me! Give me one!”

“I me me!”

When they heard that such a big pot of food only cost five Kailas, the goblins who were watching from the sidelines instantly became green-eyed and rushed to the seats in front of the stall, shouting, for fear that their food would be snatched away.

“There are limited seats for the water pot, so don’t fight for them. Either share a table or queue up at the back!”

[Graveyard Chef God] hurriedly walked out from behind the stall, pulled away the goblins who were trying to take advantage of the situation and squeeze onto the clear soup pot table, and collected money from them one by one.

The goblins crowded around the soup pot and after a lot of chatter, they finally handed over a few crumpled banknotes, staring at the skeleton in front of them with suspicious eyes.

“You won’t charge each person individually, will you?”

“No, no, this is not a buffet. We charge by the pot. You can call your family and friends over… But you can’t take the soup away! Not even the pot or the colander!”

“I know, I know. Am I that kind of goblin?” The goblin who had paid waved his hands, looking like a big shot, and urged impatiently, “Boss, serve the food!”

The goblin who was nearby also joined in the action, banging his head on the table and shouting.

“hurry up!”

“What the hell are you doing? So slow!”

[Greedy Sword God] came over and looked at the group of NPCs that he had not chopped down yesterday with a smile.

“The dishes are charged separately.”

Several goblins froze for a moment, and then they noticed that there was a menu on the table.

Good guy!
This was the first time they had encountered someone collecting money before they even started ordering, and they immediately became furious.

“?!”

“WTF!”

“Swindler!!!”

“%￥#@#!”

[Greedy Sword God] skillfully closed the translation crystal, turned a deaf ear to the angry shouting, and then walked to the next table to serve.

Looking at the bubbling water in the soup pot, a group of goblins grimaced in anger.

But the money had already been paid, so they could only patiently look at the menu and discuss what to order.

They don’t dare to cause trouble.

In the past when the Chamber of Commerce Alliance ruled this street, they could just turn around and run into the alley, relying on the guards’ face blindness to not be able to find them, leaving those unscrupulous businessmen staring blankly.

But now, if they dare to cause trouble, Brother Snick will grab them by the neck and throw them out like garbage without even the guards having to do anything.

No one knows where it was sold to after that.

Compared with other demons in hell, the lord of Black Wind Castle is already very, very merciful.

Besides, it’s not that bad.

They only spent five kelas and sat down to dine with the hell dwarves, eating the same food – at least they thought it was the same, since it was all called hot pot.

This makes them, who are sensitive and fragile, feel very proud.

After weighing the pros and cons, the goblins finally decided that it would be better not to lose their jobs for a small profit…

A long line soon formed in front of the stall, but all the goblins in the line were basically there for Wu Kaila’s water pot.

Even though the water in the pot was not worth five keila, and even with the fuel underneath it, they felt it was worth it – a big pot of bubbling stuff only cost five keila, what a great deal!

And they found a way to exploit the loophole –

That is to add your own small ingredients!

Although they didn’t have any peppers, they could put mushrooms growing under the bed, mice caught in the sewer, mud rubbed off the bottom of the creaky nest…these could all be put into the pot. The other goblins didn’t care, and instead hoped that the other goblins would put more.

[Greedy Sword God] thought this was a free ride and wanted to go up to pick a fight, but was stopped by [Ashes Descending to Earth] with a mysterious look on his face.

“You don’t understand. Making the goblins feel like they’ve gotten a bargain is one of our store’s specialties. They come here for this. If you don’t let them get a bargain, they’ll just leave.”

[Greedy Sword God] felt uncomfortable all over and couldn’t help but say.

“But… coal and water also cost money.” [Ashes Descend to Earth] nodded seriously.

“Yes, it costs money.”

[Greedy Sword God] widened his eyes, and after a while he raised his thumb.

“Brilliant!”

He has been eating hotpot for so many years, but this is the first time he heard that adding water and fuel requires money!
This guy grew out of a street lamp, right?!

Compared to the stingy goblins, the hell dwarves are quite generous.

Just as [Ashes Descending to Earth] initially judged, they are the main force in the Black Wind Castle consumer market.

He took out the hundred-dollar bill without blinking, just like an adventurer from Thunder City.

Sitting in hell in front of the hot pot, the dwarf rubbed his hands, and without waiting for the hot pot dishes to be served, he first picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of the fiery red spicy hot pot soup base, and poured it into his mouth without even blowing it.

In an instant, his eyes widened like bells, his face turned red, and he seemed like he was about to jump up from his seat.

“Ohhh! This taste, comparable to magma, is simply amazing! My throat feels like it’s spewing fire!!”

He roared wildly, then took a gulp of beer to put out the fire, and slammed the table excitedly, “That’s the taste! It’s exactly right, man! Quick! Bring the food up!”

“Okay!” The [Graveyard Chef] who had just sliced ​​the Demon Lion Beef ran over in a hurry and threw the plate on the table.

Right next to him, a hell dwarf who seemed to be drunk didn’t even use a spoon and put his head directly into the pot. He was so scared that he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the guy.

“Hey! This is for the food! Not for you!”

On the other side, a goblin leader who had spent a huge amount of money to order a bowl of bone soup pot took a spoon and carefully rinsed it in the milky white pot for a long time. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he fished out a few pieces of bones with meat from the soup.

He shouted loudly with a look of ecstasy on his face, as if he had made a great profit.

“Haha! This thing is such a bargain! I can get several bones out of a pot of soup!”

In fact, he only took out one, and it was what was left over when the meat was cut. There was hardly any meat left on it.

However, after hearing his loud boasting, the goblins nearby became excited. They abandoned the Wukeila clear water pot and turned to embrace the bone soup pot that was four times the price!
There is meat in the pot of Twenty Keira?
Is this store doing charity?
This is too unscrupulous!

The hell dwarves raved about the magma-like burning sensation of the spicy pot, while the goblins were keen on taking advantage and opening blind boxes.

Both parties found their own fun, and they were all having fun together. They were so happy!
For a while, the “grave bottom fishing” business was booming! The queue even stretched from the street to the end of the alley!

Looking at the increasingly complicated soup base, the [Graveyard Kitchen God] swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva.

“My goodness, these guys turned our hotpot into a military hotpot.”

In order to save five cents, Kayla refused to turn over the table and instead adopted a rotation method, taking turns to eat at the table, so that the color of the soup base became more and more strange.

Of course, since water and fuel are charged, someone will always pay, and it may even be more expensive than normal turnover.

Different NPCs also have their own server culture, so it’s hard for him to say anything.

[The Ashes Descend to Earth] smiled and patted his shoulder.

“Don’t be so mean. There is at least ham sausage in the army pot. If they keep eating like this, I’m afraid they’ll fish a goblin’s finger out of the pot…”

Greedy Sword God: “Ugh!”

Ashes descended to the earth: “Fuck, the customers didn’t vomit, why did you, the owner of the shop, vomit?”

The God of the Cemetery Kitchen: “Stop pretending. You are a dead ghost. What the hell can you spit out? Go and serve the guests!”

In just one night, the three young players made back all the money they had lost in the previous two days.

And unlike their previous failures, this time they did not suffer the same setback as they had on the skewers.

The tavern owners in Black Wind Castle were indeed dishonest. Envious of the profits from the hot pot restaurants, they did try to introduce a similar way of eating hot pot in their own shops, and they named it – Hell Dwarf Hot Pot.

However, this time they stumbled.

The emergence of hot pot did not produce the expected magical effect with beer like barbecue, but instead caused a significant drop in table turnover. The increased revenue was deducted from the profits of drinks and barbecue, and the result was still a loss.

After all, the profit margin of beer is much higher than those ingredients. The dwarves who couldn’t afford strong liquor just drank spicy soup from the big pot, and almost bankrupted the taverns that spent huge amounts of money to introduce new menus.

In the Magic City, chili pepper is considered a kind of spice, something that can only be found in human territory.

Players can bring it from the cemetery through the teleportation array, but it is not so convenient for those tavern owners. Although they can buy it from players, the cost is not as high as the hot pot stalls opened by players themselves.

The trouble doesn’t end there.

Due to the goblins’ bad habit of loving to get something for nothing, almost as soon as they brought the hot pot into the store, they turned the bottom of the pot into something like a potion, emitting an unpleasant odor.

The whole tavern was filled with smoke and chaos. Others said they were dwarves from hell, and even the most patient goblin himself couldn’t stand it anymore.

In a place like Black Wind Castle, this thing was destined to be operated in a ventilated place, or to put it bluntly, it couldn’t have a roof.

It is for this reason that hot pot has almost become the exclusive business of these three small players. Something that seems to have no threshold actually has seventeen or eighteen hidden thresholds.

The local goblins and hell dwarves racked their brains and tried various things, but they really couldn’t get involved. In the end, they only made a few weird variants.

For example, there is Lava Shabu-Shabu for dwarves, and Goblin Stew for goblins.

And at this moment, the value of the brand effect is reflected.

Almost all imitators will receive this kind of evaluation from customers:

“It feels worse than fishing from a grave.”

This is also true.

Even if it is exactly the same thing, it will become different if you sprinkle it with the spice called sentiment… Not to mention that they have not yet imitated it to the level of 1:1 restoration.

In this way, the business of authentic hot pot was actually monopolized by the players.

but–

This does not mean that their entrepreneurial journey is smooth sailing.

Just when they were immersed in the joy of the hot pot sales, a new problem was placed before them.

“Damn it… Why didn’t I think of that chili is a fucking spice? We should spend so much effort to make money from selling hot pot. We might as well just carry the chili peppers and sell them in the market!”

[The Ashes Descend to Earth] After doing some calculations, I suddenly discovered this blind spot. It turned out that the goods I bought, processed and sold before selling them, were not as profitable as directly selling the raw materials!

At this moment, he finally realized the “horror” of Black Wind Castle!
This thing is like a big whirlpool. It can crush everything that is sucked in and then squeeze out the juice.

This place is completely different from Beifeng City.

Although the decision maker is still the Demon King, the main body of order is mainly goblins and hell dwarves.

They have proved with their actions that there is only one way to make money from these gold medalists:

That’s more exciting than them!

It’s not just about volume cost and time.

You still have to meet the lower limit!
“There is still one more plan.” The soul fire in the skull of [Greedy Sword God] flickered like a firefly in the underworld.

“What’s your plan, brother?” [Graveyard Kitchen God] looked at him nervously and spoke in a literary manner.

[Greedy Sword God] smiled faintly and spoke slowly.

“The spicy taste… to put it bluntly is capsaicin. Can’t this thing be synthesized chemically? Why does it have to be grown in the ground?”

The other two players were stunned and looked at each other.

“Fuck…”

“Awesome, brother! Why the hell didn’t I think of that…” [Ashes Descending to Earth] slapped his forehead fiercely, his soul trembling with excitement, “But is it difficult to synthesize that thing? Don’t let it be a loss when the time comes!”

[Greedy Sword God]’s soul fire flickered, and he whispered: “It takes a little research, but isn’t there magic in this game world? We don’t necessarily have to go the chemical synthesis route.”

[Hell’s Kitchen God] said nervously: “Then the soup in the bone soup pot is also…”

“Come on,” [Bone Ashes Descending to Earth] slapped his thigh, and his bones clanged loudly, “Let’s find an old man to learn from and open a chemical synthesis plant here!”

“Let’s talk about this later. We can first discuss with Brother Yikou and get the raw materials!” [Greedy Sword God] laughed, as if he had gotten revenge.

Don’t you want to eat me down there?
If I don’t eat you to death, the word “Sword God” will be written backwards!
“Brother…we can’t be so bad.” [Graveyard Kitchen God] said cautiously.

We said we were here to spread the culture of the Great Cemetery and change the food scene in Black Wind Castle, so why are we starting a dark cuisine competition?!
If he continues like this, he will no longer be a cooking god and will simply become a beast.

[The Ashes Return to Earth] patted his shoulder and spoke earnestly.

“Brother, think about it from another perspective. The value of those goblins is not even as high as the peppers grown outside. Although it’s not their fault, why should they be able to eat the real thing? If we don’t make a small change, they will have to watch the hell dwarves eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks all their lives. As long as we make a slight improvement, they will also be able to taste the burning taste of magma!”

[Greedy Sword God] also nodded and said seriously, “Indeed, you can’t look at goblins by human standards. What we are doing is actually for the Black Wind Castle of the goblins – bah, it’s for the benefit of the goblins in Black Wind Castle!”

“Fuck, you guys are such a big shot.”

[Graveyard Chef God] was completely impressed and convinced by these two bastards.

It turns out that if you want to get rich, your thinking must slip quickly.

But generally speaking, their business plan was quite successful. The hotpot at the bottom of the grave became a legend in Black Wind Castle, and even those players who were doing other businesses couldn’t help but look at them with envy.

The success of the grave digging was just a small episode in the massive infrastructure construction in Black Wind Castle.

Just as those professional life players said, the Demon City of Hell is full of gold, and the thriving Black Wind Castle is an enormous gold mine!

However, mining the minerals here requires certain skills, and not everyone can gain a foothold here.

Just as the hot pot culture was becoming popular in Black Wind Castle, businessmen from Shanghai also noticed the market potential of this emerging cuisine.

A clever goblin merchant smelled a business opportunity, and quickly brought this new thing back to the Magic City, and gave it a new name – the Devil’s Pot!

This is much catchier to pronounce than the Hell Dwarf Pot, and it sounds very domineering.

Due to the extremely high popularity of “that Demon King” in the Magic City, this new type of food, which is said to be native to the Great Cemetery and is full of gimmicks, quickly became popular among the common people and lower-class nobles in the Magic City.

However, that is another story that has nothing to do with the Demon King’s hegemony…

(End of this chapter)