Chapter 34: Make money, make money!

Chen Ping had no idea what Wang Yan was thinking at this time.

Sitting down on the soft and clean little bed, Chen Ping leaned back comfortably and lay down on the bed in a big letter shape.

The next moment, Chen Ping felt that all the bones in his lumbar spine were crackling, and he seemed to be sinking into the bed.

I pulled the quilt over myself. Although the quilt was not gorgeous, a dry scent filled my nose. There was also a pillow wrapped in it.

These were all new beddings that Wang Yan and he bought on the road, with a unique aroma of roasted insects after being exposed to the sun.

A clean set of bedding and a warm room, these ordinary things, at this moment, brought Chen Ping into a special kind of tranquility.

Now, he no longer needs to worry about falling from a tree while sleeping or being bitten by snakes or insects.

There is no need to worry about oversleeping and missing check-out the next day, which would cause unexpected damage to your wallet.

There is no need to worry about an evil soul master appearing from nowhere while he is sleeping outside and directly capturing a child like him as training material.

"Damn you Tang San, why the hell did you blow up that Slaughter City?"

Chen Ping mumbled something in a daze, and once again fell asleep instead of practicing.

This was the second time Chen Ping fell asleep during this period. After wandering for so long, this was the first time he felt like he was home.

When he opened his eyes again, the sun was already above Chen Ping's head. He slept soundly for more than ten hours.

"It's bad, it's bad. If you don't practice hard today, the soul flag will become your brother tomorrow."

Looking at the sun hanging high in the sky outside the window and the bustling crowd, Chen Ping almost rolled off the bed and hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes.

He was not speaking nonsense. More than two months was not enough time for him, whose cultivation speed was decreasing every day compared to the previous day.

The time required for cultivation at each level after level ten is much longer than that before level ten.

When you reach level 14 or 15, the meditation time required is probably enough to level up two levels before level 10.

If your level is not high enough, you won’t be able to enter Shrek Academy.

With his talent for cultivation, he might be captured by an evil soul master one day and thrown into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, where he would have no power to resist at all.

What's more, he also has to consider making money.

Try not to rely on Wang Yan's help as much as possible, and save up the tuition of ten gold soul coins and the food expenses for the next semester by yourself.

His appetite is not comparable to that of Huo Gua, the control-type soul master. He is much more difficult to feed than Huo Yuhao.

Even Beibei ate less than him at the dinner table yesterday.

Soul masters of his age are all bigger eaters than each other.

He took out a few cold steamed buns, broke them into pieces, soaked them in hot water from Wang Yan's living room, and ate them whole. Then Chen Ping took the spare key that Wang Yan had left on the table early in the morning and went out.

He has to find a profitable business today.

To be honest, Chen Ping had already thought about making money by selling barbecue last night.

But if you just calm down and think about it for a while, you will realize that the feasibility of doing so may not be as high as you imagined.

The reason is simple. The meal that Wang Yan treated him, Beibei and Tang Ya to last night was not bad at all!
If this kind of food can be considered average in Shrek, then Chen Ping's barbecue skills are definitely not as good as Huo Gua's, which makes diners almost swallow their tongues.

But Chen Ping still had some luck in his heart, so he walked around the food street in Shrek City a few times.

He even spent a lot of money to buy some of the better-selling foods to try, and finally came to a conclusion.

It’s difficult to learn from Huo Yuhao and make grilled fish to earn your first pot of gold!

The grilled fish Huo Yuhao made was definitely a bit of a fantasy. Huo Yuhao truly possessed the gift of a god of food, otherwise Rong Nianbing wouldn't have valued him so highly.

The quality of the food prepared by a mortal like him is at most the same as that of the chef at Hongyue Tower last night.

The barbecue he made was just like the cooking of an ordinary chef, not that good at all.

And after wandering around Shrek City for a few hours, he made a rather depressing discovery.

In Douluo Continent, it seems that there is no such thing as cumin at all, at least no one sells it as a spice.

No wonder Huo Gua only used salt and perilla when grilling fish. He originally thought that he couldn't afford it. It turned out that there was no seasoning like cumin!
Chen Ping frowned even more tightly.

Without cumin, what’s the point of selling barbecue?
Moreover, even if his business was good, he did not have the magical firing techniques of Huo Yuhao.

His barbecue skills can be disassembled and replicated in less than three days.

To put it bluntly, who the hell doesn't know how to barbecue?

This is the most primitive food cooking technique.

As long as the barbecue stall created by Chen Ping can make money, others will follow suit.

The people on Douluo Continent are not fools, nor are they saints.

It is impossible for them to just watch Chen Ping make a lot of money and remain unmoved.

Even if Chen Ping sold barbecue at cost price, he still earned gold soul coins from alcohol, which was the real source of profit.

Can he guarantee the supply of liquor to the several companies he has agreed on today, and not cut off the supply tomorrow just because other local bosses give him a heads-up?

Of course, if Chen Ping could calm down, even if someone learned his barbecue skills, it would not mean that he would not be able to make money.

Everyone is doing barbecue, and their skills are about the same, so at most no one can beat anyone else.

But Chen Ping obviously didn't want to make this money. What he wanted was to make some quick money, some monopoly money.

He's not really here to be a chef at a food stall!

He must make delicious food that no one else can make, only then will he be qualified to charge a premium and have the possibility of quickly collecting funds for his own development.

Just like Huo Yuhao’s grilled fish, which cost one silver coin each, Jiang Nannan thought it was too expensive and wanted to bargain.

But as long as Huo Yuhao doesn't agree, Jiang Nannan will have no choice but to accept this price.

Why? Because if you go to other places to eat grilled fish, it may be cheaper, but you just can’t eat such delicious grilled fish!

Not to mention a silver coin, even if it was a gold coin, there would be many people in Shrek Academy who were willing to spend the money to satisfy their appetite.

If Huo Yuhao could appear in Shrek now, Chen Ping would not be so melancholy.

Because his academic development system really allows him to learn Huo Yuhao's unique skill of grilling fish.

But the problem is that Huo Yuhao is not in Shrek City now. According to the time calculation, Huo Yuhao is still in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion!

Where can he learn the skills from others?
How to make money? How to make money?
Chen Ping strolled on the streets of Shrek with a pensive look on his face.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Chen Ping's eyes lit up.

He remembered a very classic story.

This story seems to suggest that an ordinary person like him who does not have Huo Gua's talent as a food god may have the ability to create unique and unrepeatable delicacies.

Whether he can really make a fortune, making others jealous by watching him make money, and quickly gather a group of funds to practice with peace of mind, depends on how true or false this story is!
(End of this chapter)

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