Chapter 264 If you want to make money from the roll kings, you have to roll yourself to death
【Ashes descend to earth】The answer to show your skill is "hot pot"!
Faced with everyone's suspicious looks, he slapped the table, and the soul fire flickered in his skull.
"Hell dwarves and goblins have different tastes and different spending power. If we want them to sit down and eat in one place, why not just... get a big pot and let them cook and rinse themselves?"
This is the way he came up with an idea.
Oil is not very expensive in hell, but spices are more expensive.
But there is a way to solve this problem, and that is to bring human flesh from the necropolis.
[Gluttonous Sword God] and [Graveyard Chef God] were slightly startled when they heard this, with different expressions on their faces.
"You mean..."
"Fire, hot pot?!"
"That's right!" [Ashes descended to earth] said with a confident smile and bright eyes, "To be precise, it's a street stall hot pot! I've been shopping in the market for two days and haven't seen anything like it, I'm sure it will be popular if we make one!"
"But... you are doing this. The technical content is not very high, it is not as good as my skewers!" [Graveyard Cook God] scratched his head and said confusedly, "If we make a fire, the nearby pub will be raided in a minute."
"Look at your situation, you are afraid of being raided when you open your business?" [Ashes to Earth] looked at him with disdain, "I have always sold beer at the hot pot stall. Have you ever seen hot pot in a pub?"
It is normal to sell a barbecue in a pub, but adding a hot pot to the mix is not as simple as skewing the flavors. From the atmosphere of the pub to the supply chain of ingredients, the entire food supply chain will undergo huge changes. It is really hard to say that it will be sold on the street.
Sometimes subtraction is more important than addition.
Of course, it would be another matter if the opposite side is directly converted into a hot pot restaurant. That is another situation.
But when the time comes, those guys will come to their tracks, and they are confident that they will win the market by relying on their first-mover advantage!
【Graveyard Cooking God】looked at him in shock, the skull's mouth opened unconsciously.
【Gluttonous Sword God】's eyes shined, and after a moment he patted his thigh.
"Damn it! How could I have forgotten this thing?!"
【Ashes descend to earth】Hehehe smiled.
"It's not too late to think about it now! Let's do it together! Make it bigger and stronger!"
"Hmm!!!" [Gluttonous Sword God] nodded excitedly, clenching his fists, "Let's call it Northwest Hotpot!"
"This name is not very good, it doesn't have the characteristics of a large cemetery." [ Graveyard Cooking God] shook his head, "Let's call it Graveyard Hot Pot."
"The name is too long!"
"Damn, why is it so troublesome! Why don't we just open the business! I'll go to the factory to order the equipment first!" [Gluttonous Sword God] stood up with a sound, and walked out the door while shaking the jingling skeleton frame.
"Wait a minute... the name really can't be careless. Brand effect is also one of the competitiveness. When the time comes, our logo will be printed on the pots! Anyway, don't worry," [Ashes to the World] calmly stopped him. After thinking for a moment, the soul fire lit up again, "Yes!"
The two players took a closer look and saw that the soul fire was almost extinguished.
Hello guy——
What the hell is Fendi Lao? !
"Ghosts will come in to eat!"
"That's right!"
【Ashes descend to the earth" coughed.
"This is our specialty... Believe me, if they care, they should leave when they see us undead, and they won't even look at your trademark. Anyone who can come into our store to consume doesn't care about this stuff, understand?"
This is the philosophy of life of [Ashes descending to earth].
Looking at his stubborn look, the other two people were desperate but still left him alone.
After all, they have failed before, so what reason is there to prevent this guy who has not yet failed from trying and making mistakes?
Even if we lose, it’s still a tie. At worst, we can all do the task together after we lose all the money and earn back the lost coins.
In this way, with the strong promotion of the ashes brother, the first "Grave Di Lao" in Black Wind Castle was officially born!
On the first day of the official opening of the hot pot stall, the three of them set up a hollow table in front of the stall with anxiety and anticipation, set up a charcoal stove underneath, and then placed soup pots on it.
These pots are divided into four types, including spicy, double-mixed, bone soup and water, corresponding to four different price points.
The soup base began to boil, and the spicy aroma filled the air. The diners of Blackwind Castle were quickly attracted by this peculiar way of eating and gathered around.
"Why is it you again?" A hell dwarf with a head like a stewed egg came over, looked at the undead boss behind the stall warily, and muttered, "What tricks do you want to play this time?"
"Again? Sir, this is the first time we have met. I can swear to the Demon King." The [Gluttonous Sword God] who was responsible for welcoming the guests grinned and pretended not to recognize this guy.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with him. He is face-blind and cannot tell what kind of braised egg it is.
Him The hell dwarf saw that he had sworn to the devil, so he said nothing more, and then asked about the price.
"How much?"
【Gluttonous Sword God】 pointed to the side with a smile.
"A hundred kelas for spicy pot, 80 kelas for mandarin duck pot, twenty kelas for clear soup, and five kelas for water, it depends on which one you want. Of course, as a dwarf brother like you who can drink lava from your ancestors, I recommend you to choose the most expensive one. The spiciness comparable to that of magma will be worthy of your noble status as a hell dwarf!"
The hell dwarf swallowed after hearing this and was ready to make a move.
Although he always felt that something was wrong, how did this guy know that his grandfather's grandfather could drink lava, but he still reached for his pocket, intending to give it a try with the salary he just earned today.
But just when he did this, the goblins around him exploded.
How much???"
"Five kelas?!"
"Me! Give me one!"
"Me, me, me!"
I heard that such a big pot of food only cost 5 kelas. The eyes of the goblins who were watching turned green for an instant, and they rushed to the seats in front of the booth, shouting, for fear of being robbed.
"The seats for the water pot are limited, don't grab them, either join us at a table or queue up at the back!"
[Graveyard Cook God] hurriedly walked out from behind the stall, pulled away the goblins who were trying to fish in troubled waters and squeezed onto the clear soup pot table, and collected money one by one.
The goblins crowded in front of the clear soup pot gathered in a circle, and after a while of chattering, they finally handed out a few crumpled banknotes, while staring suspiciously at the skeleton in front of them.
"You won't charge each person separately, right?"
"No, no, this is not a self-service, we charge by the pot, you can call your relatives and friends...but the soup inside cannot be taken away. Ha! Neither the pot nor the colander!"
"I know, I know, am I that kind of goblin?" The goblin who paid the money waved his hands and urged impatiently, "Boss, serve!"
The goblins who were also joining in the group also slapped the table and shouted.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
"What are you doing? So slow!"
【Gluttonous Sword God】 came over and looked at the group of NPCs that were not cut down yesterday with a smile.
「Dishes are charged separately.」
Several goblins froze for a moment, and then noticed a menu on the table.
Good guy!
This was the first time they met someone who took the money before they started ordering the food, and they suddenly got angry.
Looking at the bubbling water in the soup pot, a group of goblins grinned angrily.
But the money has been paid, and they can only look at the menu patiently and murmur about something.
They don’t dare to cause trouble.
In the past when the Chamber of Commerce Alliance ruled this street, they could turn around and sneak into the alley, relying on the guards' blind faces to be unable to find them, leaving the profiteers staring blankly.
But now as long as they dare to cause trouble, Brother Snick himself will pick them up by the neck and throw them out like garbage without even using the guards.
I don’t know where he was sold to.
Compared to other demons in hell, the Lord of Black Wind Castle is already very, very kind.
Besides, things are not that bad.
They only spent five kela to sit and dine with the hell dwarves, eating the same food - at least they thought it was the same, and it was all called hot pot anyway.
This makes them feel more face-saving as they are sensitive and fragile.
After weighing the pros and cons, a few Goblins finally felt that it was better not to lose their job for a small profit...
A long queue quickly formed in front of the stall, but all the Goblins in the queue were basically coming for the five-kela water pot.
Although the water in the pot was not worth five kiela, and even the fuel underneath was not worth it, they couldn't help but think it was worth it - a big pot of bubbling stuff actually only cost five kiela, which was a huge profit!
And they found a way to exploit the loophole——
That’s just adding your own little ingredients!
Although they don't have chili peppers, the mushrooms growing under the bed boards, the mice caught in the sewers, the mud rubbed from the bottom of the crunching nest... these can all be put into the pot. The other goblins didn't care, but wished that the other goblins would let go more.
【Gluttonous Sword God】 thought this was free prostitution and wanted to go up to find fault, but was held back by 【Ashes Down to Earth】 with a mysterious look on his face.
"You don't understand, making the goblins feel that they are taking advantage is one of the characteristics of our store. This is what they are here for. If you don't let them take advantage, they will turn around and leave."
[Gluttonous Sword God] always felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but say.
"But... coal and water also cost money."
【Ashes descend to earth】He nodded seriously.
"That's right, I want money."
【Gluttonous Sword God】's eyes widened, and after a while, he gave a thumbs up.
He has been eating hot pot for so many years, and this is the first time he has heard that adding water and fuel costs money!
This guy grew out of a street lamp, right? !
Compared to the Goblins' fussy behavior, the Hell Dwarves are quite generous.
Just as [Ashes Down to Earth] initially judged, they are the main force in the consumer market of Black Wind Castle.
Hands out the one hundred Keira bill without blinking, like an adventurer from Thunder City.
Sitting in front of the hot pot, the dwarf rubbed his hands. Before the hot pot dish was served, he picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of the fiery red spicy pot soup base. He poured it into his mouth without even blowing on it.
In an instant, his eyes were as wide as bells and his face turned red, as if his whole body was about to jump out of his seat.
"Oh, oh, oh! This taste is as good as lava! My throat seems to be spitting fire!!"
He roared, and then took a sip of beer to extinguish the fire, excited. He slapped the table, "That's what it tastes like! That's right, man! Hurry! Bring the food!"
"Okay!" [Graveyard Chef God], who had just sliced the magic lion beef, hurried over and threw the plate on the table.
Beside him, a hell dwarf who seemed to have drunk too much didn't even use a spoon and put his head directly into the pot. He was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the guy.
His face was full of ecstasy, and he shouted loudly as if he had earned something.
"Quack, quack! This thing is so cost-effective! You can fish out several bones from one pot of soup!"
In fact, he only fished out one bone, and it was the one left over from the time when the meat was trimmed, and there were not even a few pieces of meat on it.
However, hearing his loud show off, the goblins on the side became excited. They abandoned the five-kela water pot and turned around to embrace the bone soup pot that was four times the price!
There is meat in twenty Keira’s pot?
Is this store doing charity?
This is too unprofitable!
Hether dwarves are full of praise for the lava-like burning sensation of hot pot, while goblins are keen on taking advantage and opening blind boxes.
Both parties have found their own fun, and they are having fun for a while, so unhappy!
For a time, the business of "grave fishing" was booming! The queue even stretched from the street to the end of the alley!
Looking at the bottom of the increasingly complex soup pot, [Graveyard Cooking God] swallowed the non-existent saliva.
"Good guys, these guys just turned our hot pot into a military pot."
Because the goblins refused to overturn in order to save five kela, they instead adopted the wheel warfare method and took turns to eat on the table, so that the color of the soup base became more and more weird.
Of course, because water and fuel are charged, someone will still pay, and the payment may even be more expensive than normal flipping.
Different NPCs also have their own server culture, and it’s hard for him to say anything about it.
【Ashes descend to earth】smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Don't be embarrassed, there is ham sausage in the army's pot. If they eat it like this, I'm afraid a goblin's finger will be fished out of the pot..."
The Gluttonous Sword God: "Ugh——!"
The ashes were lowered to the earth: "Hey, the customers didn't vomit, why did you, a shop owner, vomit?"
The chef in the cemetery said: "Stop pretending, you undead can vomit a stink, hurry up and pick up the customers!"
In just one night, the three young players made back all the money they lost in the previous two days.
And unlike the previous failures, this time they did not encounter the Waterloo that they had encountered on the skewers.
The tavern owners in Black Wind Castle are indeed dishonest. They are jealous of the profits of hot pot restaurants and they have indeed tried to introduce a similar way of eating hot pot in their own shops, and they followed the same method and named it - Hell Dwarf Hot Pot.
However, this time they stumbled.
The emergence of hot pot did not produce the expected magical effects with beer like barbecue, but instead led to a significant drop in the turnover rate. The little increase in income was all deducted from the profits from drinks and skewers, so in the end it was still a loss.
After all, the profit margin of beer is much higher than that of those ingredients. The dwarves who couldn't afford strong liquor directly drank the spicy soup from the big pot, almost bankrupting these taverns that spent huge sums of money to introduce new menus.
In the Magic City, pepper is considered a type of spice, something that only exists in human territory.
· Players can bring human flesh from the necropolis through the teleportation array, but the tavern owners are not so convenient. Although it can be bought from players, the cost cannot be compared to the hot pot stalls opened by players themselves.
The trouble doesn't end there.
Due to the goblins' bad habit of taking advantage of small things, almost as soon as they brought the hot pot into the store, they turned the bottom of the pot into something like a magic potion, emitting an unpleasant smell.
The whole tavern was filled with smoke and smoke. Others said it was a hell dwarf. Even the most tolerant Goblin couldn't bear it anymore.
In a place like Black Wind Castle, this thing is destined to be operated in a ventilated place, or to put it more bluntly, it cannot have a roof.
It is precisely because of this that hot pot has almost become the exclusive business of these three small players. Things that have no threshold actually have seventeen or eighteen thresholds secretly.
The local goblins and hell dwarves racked their brains and made various attempts, but they really didn't get involved. In the end, they just made a few different variants.
For example, lava meat stew for dwarves, and Goblin Stew Pot for goblins.
At this moment, the value of brand effect is reflected.
Almost all imitators will receive such a comment from customers -
"It doesn't feel as good as digging in the grave."
This is also true.
Even if it is exactly the same thing, it will become different if sprinkled with the spice called sentiment... What's more, they haven't imitated it to the extent of 1:1 restoration.
As a result, the sale of authentic hot pot has been monopolized by players.
However -
This does not mean that their entrepreneurial journey is smooth sailing.
Just when they were immersed in the joy of hot pot sales, a new problem was placed in front of them.
"Damn it... I never thought at the time that peppers are such a special spice. We spend so much effort to make money from selling hot pots, we might as well just carry human flesh and sell peppers in the market!"
At this moment, he finally realized the "terrible" aspect of Black Wind Castle!
This thing is like a big whirlpool, capable of crushing everything that comes in, and then squeezing out the juice.
This place is completely different from Beifeng City.
Although the decision-maker is still His Majesty the Demon King, the main body of the 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 medal scrolling kings -
That is to be more curled than them!
It’s not just about volume costs and time.
You still have to roll the lower limit!
"There is still a plan." [The Greedy Sword God] The soul fire in his skull flickered like fireflies in the netherworld.
"What's your plan, brother?" [Graveyard Cook God] looked at him nervously and spoke in a formal tone.
【The Greedy Sword God】 smiled faintly and said slowly.
"The spicy taste... to put it bluntly, it is capsaicin. Can't this thing be chemically synthesized? Why does it have to be grown from the ground?"
The other two players were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.
"Awesome, brother! Why the hell didn't I think of..." [Ashes descended to the earth] slapped his forehead fiercely, his soul trembling with excitement, "But is it difficult to synthesize that thing? Don't make it and then lose money!"
[Glutty Sword God] 】The soul fire flickered and whispered: "It requires a little study, but isn't there magic in this game world? We don't necessarily have to take the chemical synthesis route."
【Hell Chef God】said nervously: "The soup in the bone soup pot is also..."
"Come on," [Ashes descended to the earth] patted his thigh, and the bones made a clanking sound, "Let's find a brother to learn from it, and come here to open a chemical synthesis factory!"
Don't want to eat my bottom?
If I don’t kill you all, I’ll write the word “Sword God” backwards!
"Brother... we can't be so bad." [Graveyard Cook God] said cautiously.
]over over through the dark cuisine competition? !
If he keeps doing this, he will still be a cooking god, but he will become a beast.
patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely.
"Brother, if you think about it from another perspective, the value of those goblins is not as expensive as the peppers growing outside. Although this is not their fault, how can they eat the real thing? If we don't make a small change, they will only have to watch the hell dwarves enjoy spicy food all their lives, and as long as we make a slight improvement, they can also taste the hot taste of magma!"
[Gluttonous Sword God] also nodded and said seriously, "Indeed, you can't use human standards to treat goblins. Instead, we are doing this for the benefit of the Goblins' Black Wind Castle - bah, for the benefit of the Goblins of Black Wind Castle!"
"Holy shit, you guys are so awesome."
【Graveyard Cook God】was so impressed that he was convinced by these two dogs.
As expected, if you want to make a fortune, you still have to think fast enough.
But overall, their business plan this time was quite successful. Fishing for hot pot from the grave became a legend in Blackwind Castle, and even players who were engaged in other businesses couldn't help but cast envious glances at them.
The success of Fendi Lao is just a small episode in the tide of infrastructure construction in Black Wind Castle.
As those professional life players said, the magic city of hell is full of gold, and the prosperous Black Wind Castle is a huge gold mine!
It's just that mining the minerals here requires certain skills, and not everyone can stand here.
Just when the hot pot culture exploded in Black Wind Castle, businessmen from the Magic City also noticed the market potential of this emerging food.
A smart Goblin businessman sensed a business opportunity and quickly brought this new gadget back to the Magic City, and gave it a new name - Demon King's Pot!
This is much catchier than the hell dwarf pot, and it sounds domineering at first glance.
Due to the extremely high popularity of "That Demon King" in the Magic City, this new type of delicacy that is said to come from the Necropolis 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 dominance...