Upon entering the city, Lin Chen inquired around and located the market officer.
"A hundred bucks a day will do." said an uncle, drinking wine as he asked, "What are you selling?"
Although street stalls are allowed here, reasonable allocation is required.
If food stalls are placed next to clothing ones, it wouldn't be good.
"Grilled chicken wings," Lin Chen replied.
The market uncle wasn't surprised; young people often did this, but the market wasn't great. He didn't say much, took the money, and led Lin Chen to a street corner where many food stalls were.
"Here will do. Once you've paid, there's nothing to fear. If anyone causes trouble, come find me." The market uncle was nice, giving a kind reminder.
Lin Chen thanked him, then set up the grill, took out the chicken wings, and opened the lid of the seasoning.
The market uncle, about to leave, sniffed, surprised, and said, "Young man, what is that? Smells amazing."
Lin Chen didn't hide it, telling him it was the seasoning. The market uncle, probably tipsy, said, "Hey, make me one, I'll have it with my drink."
Lin Chen glanced at Xiao Hong; the little fox was a bit timid, worried about controlling the heat and embarrassing itself.
"It's okay," Lin Chen encouraged.
"Pretty nice little fox, using a Spirit Beast for grilling?" The market uncle glanced at the little fox, a bit stunned.
Xiao Hong took a deep breath, a relaxation technique Lin Chen taught it.
—Sizzle—
After a night's practice, the hard work paid off, and the heat was controlled perfectly this time.
Soon, a delightful aroma wafted over. Lin Chen picked it up and sprinkled some seasoning powder.
The market uncle sniffed, swallowed hard several times, then picked it up and took a bite.
"Delicious, so delicious." The market uncle ate while drinking, only asking after he finished, "How much?"
"It's on the house since I'm just starting out," Lin Chen, having been around in the business world for a while, understood social nuances.
A favor is worth far more than a chicken wing.
"That's not right; precisely because you're doing business, the first sale must be paid for, and there shouldn't be any discounts. It's a good start." The market uncle finished, took out money, pulled out a ten-dollar bill, and said, "Come on."
"Well..." Lin Chen was a bit embarrassed.
"Not enough?" The market uncle took out a twenty.
Only then did Lin Chen explain honestly, "I'm planning to sell it for a hundred."
"What?" The market uncle, hearing this, sobered up.
A hundred for a chicken wing? That's a rip-off!
This sky-high price could buy a whole chicken...
"Never mind, it's on me," Lin Chen knew he priced it high.
However, he had thought it through; his seasoning was unique and delicious, and the little fox couldn't produce a lot.
The best route was high profit with low volume.
He didn't plan to make Xiao Hong a full-time chef; just set up a stall during financially tight times.
"No way, when you said you'd give it, you must give it." The market uncle handed over two hundred, boldly saying, "Make me another one."
"Sure thing."
Lin Chen smiled, grilled two more, and gave him one; this time, the market uncle didn't refuse and left with it.
In the next two hours, some people asked, but the price deterred them; some even whispered "crazy."
Xiao Hong, seeing none were sold, got anxious and asked if Lin Chen should lower the price.
Lin Chen, however, reassured, "Market strategy isn't a price war; quality is the best weapon."
Of course, the little fox didn't understand but trusted Lin Chen.
Another hour passed, and the market uncle came by again with people. Seeing Lin Chen swatting flies, he asked, "Young man, how many did you sell?"
"Not a single one." Lin Chen forced a smile.
The market uncle thought for a moment and said, "This thing of yours should be sold in a big restaurant for a hundred; it's tough at a street stall, but it's worth it."
After pondering further, he added, "Your method is wrong; you should grill one, put it on top, so the strong aroma can attract more people."
Lin Chen, selling at a stall for the first time, naturally didn't know and immediately followed his advice, putting two on display.
Sure enough, people soon came over.
Five or six people came in succession, and finally someone bought one.
"Tasty." The person praised it but didn't buy another, leaving directly.
The little fox and Xiaobai were overjoyed; they finally made a sale.
In the subsequent hour, three were sold, with no complaints.
Lin Chen saw the market uncle next to him drinking, so he asked, "I'll give you one."
"No need, you've already given one today." The market uncle said, "But my pocket money can't keep up. So how about you bring me one each time you set up here, as a management fee?"
"Alright."
Lin Chen nodded.
After five hours of setting up the stall, having sold 16 wings, Lin Chen planned to pack up; he also thought of going to the Beast Tamer Guild to collect the task reward.
After grilling the remaining four, they finished them between the two humans and one beast, then delivered another to the market uncle and took fifteen hundred bucks to the Beast Tamer Guild.
....
"Why aren't they here yet?"
Xia Yu was impatient, although a girl, she didn't care much about appearances, so Huang Xiaotian often called her a tomboy behind her back.
"No rush." Although young, Huang Xiaotian was calm; otherwise, he wouldn't have become an information-type Beastmaster. He said, "I have to wait for him, have a chat."
After the Poisonous Bee Beast nest was cleared, Huang Xiaotian became interested in Lin Chen.
The current Monster Hunter Guild was full of strong individuals, with this world emphasizing combat power, but few were smart. Xia Yu, a classic example of a brute force enthusiast.
Having waited all day yesterday and again today, as the Beast Tamer Guild staff were about to leave, it seemed like another day would be wasted.
At this moment, Lin Chen arrived at the Beast Tamer Guild, found the guild task desk, and asked, "Is this where I can collect task rewards?"
After showing the guild machine and his code was verified, the staff handed the money to Lin Chen.
"Sixty thousand?!" Lin Chen was surprised.
Though they said it was over thirty thousand initially, it was generally the base rate.
"The Monster Hunter Guild gave you an additional amount." The staff smiled and said, "Wait a moment; someone wants to see you."
Lin Chen was taken aback, and soon Xia Yu and Huang Xiaotian came over.
Huang Xiaotian had previously asked the staff to notify them if Lin Chen showed up.
"It's him." Xia Yu still remembered Lin Chen well, while Huang Xiaotian went up and introduced himself.
"Lin Chen." Lin Chen was polite as well.
"For finding the Poisonous Bee Beast nest, you deserve the most credit. That nest was indeed large; if left to grow, many lives would be lost." Huang Xiaotian said, "The extra thirty thousand is a special reward."
"Thank you."
Lin Chen was thrilled; sixty thousand was significant money for him.
After all, Lin Chen's daily expenses weren't low now.
"Can you tell me what your thoughts were?" Huang Xiaotian bluntly asked, "That nest wasn't just me, but other information-type Beastmasters also searched and couldn't find it."
This was why Huang Xiaotian was here; Xia Yu had mentioned Lin Chen's approach to him, but the key question was:
How to start.