Just like I expected, my primitive stall quickly drew a huge amount of attention. I couldn't tell whether it was caused by my robes signaling that I'm a disciple of the local sect, the novelty of the dish, or the delicious sll of fries that instantly kicked out of the cauldron.
But it didn't matter.
Rather than trying to figure out the reason for my stall's initial success, I focused on making the most of it!
"Excuse , young man. What's the price for a single serving?" a random passerby asked.
"For a single serving of standalone fires, it's just asly five coppers," I said as my smile widened. "On the other hand, if you wish to partake in the full al along with the secret sauce of my lineage, the prize will be a single silver coin!"
The prices were sothing I figured out long ago.
With the cost of all the ingredients and tools reaching two silver coins, the pricing of my fries was... quite unreasonable. In this world where capitalism has likely yet to develop, this kind of mark on the pricing would be likely unheard of.
But that was only the beginning.
"A full al, you say?" the potential custor asked before suddenly laughing out and pulling out a silver coin. "Here, consider it a gesture of goodwill!" he said, perfectly aware of the massive attention focused on his back.
Given how he was the first to approach my stall, he would go down in history as the one who would decide whether the al was good or not. And for the man, investing just a single silver coin in an opportunity to gain such fa?
This could be only called a big win-win scenario for both of us!
With the first-order set, I quickly scooped out a huge portion of fries out of the cauldron only to splatter them generously with a serving of ketchup. Then, using one of the few wooden plates I had on , I passed the al to the custor.
"I hope you will enjoy it, sir," I said before winking at the man and adding, "as you are my first custor today, the plate is included in the price!"
A few people in the crowd laughed out at the prospect of putting a price on the plate. The very essence of all the stalls in the city lay in the ability to order a quick al and just walk away with it. With that in mind, forcing people to pay for the piece of wood as if it was so kind of decorative plate?
That alone was another novelty that my stall introduced.
"How is it?"
"Is it good?"
Several people asked for the man's opinion even before he could put the first fry into his mouth.
And then, he did it. Grabbing the fry directly with his fingers, just like the elder back in the garden, the man scooped up a bit of the sauce before putting it in his mouth.
For a mont, his face turned still as he munched on the treat. And then, it started to undergo rapid change, from amusent, through amazent all the way to awe.
He then reached for another fry, unable to be bothered to answer anyone's questions. And soon, he practically shoved his face into the wooden plate, acting as if it was his first al after years of starving!
'That was unexpected,' I thought, put slightly off by the man's behavior.
"I want one serving as well!" Soone shouted, making his way towards the stall through the crowd that continued to get denser and denser with each passing second.
"Fries alone, or would you like ketchup as well?" I calmly asked, preparing myself for what was about to co.
"The full course!" the man shouted, only to shake his head. "No, I want tw...-three als at once!"
"On it!"
Soon, the movent around my stall turned into a ss. Before long, so guards tagged along, alerted by the commotion, ready to disperse any signs of unrest.
Thankfully, it didn't end poorly for , although I likely only had my disciple robes to thank for that.
Before long, all the ingredients that I brought with ran out. And this was the mont when those guards quickly proved to be quite useful, killing off the massive wave of unrest that started as soon as I announced the fact.
'That was so nice profit,' I thought, staring down at a small pile of silver coins resting in my palm. But there was still sothing that I had to do.
"Is there anyone interested in buying off this cauldron along with the oil and salt I have left?" I shouted towards the crowd. "Only a single golden coin for the golden opportunity to keep selling the fries! For the buyer, I will tell what those fires are made from!" I added.
This was a loose bet. I personally doubted that anyone would buy a simple cauldron, a bit of oil, and so salt for an entire gold coin, sothing that cost around one and half of a silver coin!
"!" A custor instantly raised his hand, only to be thwarted by so lucky man that stood closer to . "Here!" the man didn't wait for even a second, pulling not one, not two, but three entire golden coins! "That's how much I will pay!" he shouted, shoving the money into my palm.
"Sure," I replied with a smile, hiding the surprise and excitent that mixed in my soul. I then leaned over the man's ear before whispering, "to make those fries, just take so potatoes and cut them into the desired shape. Once they are fried in the boiling oil, add so salt, and you are set!"
I hid the money while watching how an expression of shock appeared on the man's face. He then looked at as if I was so kind of clown and asked, "what about the recipe for the red sauce?"
"That's," I replied, hiding the money and stepping towards the guards, "sothing that I'm going to auction off in the auction house right now!"
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