Training to Make Money

Krillin began training early as usual. After a week of adjustment, he had gradually come to enjoy the feeling of breaking through his limits. Goku's wedding was only twenty-three days away. I need to hurry up and make some money. Besides, I can't keep living off my parents.

He got right to it! But what should he do? Krillin fell into deep thought.

Become a milk delivery boy like when he was little? No, no. There was no future in that. Saving up enough bride money with that? Heh, he did not even want to imagine it. He had somehow gone through this life without learning a single useful trade. Was he supposed to fight in underground boxing matches? What a beautiful picture... Worry, worry, worry.

"Xiaolin, dinner's ready," Lanqi called from her chair.

"Oh, I'll be right there!" Krillin replied, still thinking as he walked. Then he suddenly caught the scent of garlic. His face lit up, and he clapped his hands. He had an idea!

"Lanqi, have you ever eaten this before?" Krillin asked, pointing at the minced garlic.

"No, it's my first time trying it. The flavor is really quite unique," Lanqi replied with a smile.

That was perfect. No one in this world had tasted garlic like this yet. He could make Garlic Lobster. Haha, he was destined to get rich.

"Lanqi, how about I teach you to make Garlic Lobster? Then the two of us can open a little restaurant. We'll definitely make money, and it'll be much more interesting than staying home. Besides, robbing people every day is too dangerous. Maybe when your blonde side sees all that money, she won't want to go out robbing people anymore."

Lanqi was tempted. "That's a good idea, but I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well."

"It's fine. We'll take it slowly. Come on, I'll teach you how to make garlic first."

Blue-haired Lanqi was absolutely the type to make a fine wife and mother. Before long, she had grasped the essence of it.

Now all they needed was a small cart and a few sets of tables and chairs before officially opening. First, they would head into the woods for some lumber and make the furniture.

There was no shortage of trees on the island. On the contrary, the forest was thick and dense. A towering tree broad enough to take several people to encircle crashed down, sending birds fleeing their nests. One tree was enough. Using his bare hands like a saw, Krillin quickly made round and square pieces of wood. Ha... He made five sets in total, enough for now. All that was left was the cart. He would go borrow one from Master Mutian.

"Master, Master, can I borrow your Capsule No. 5 for a few days?"

"Krillin? I think I put Capsule No. 5 in the cabinet. Go look for it."

"Okay, Master Mutian."

With everything ready, he only needed to prepare some ingredients. Krillin flew to where the garlic was grown and prepared a full thousand portions of ingredients. Then he went into the sea to catch shrimp. This time, Krillin wore a forty-kilogram Turtle Shell on his back. Not bad. The resistance underwater was considerable, and combined with the weight, it was absolutely a great place to train. He could make money and exercise at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

The next day, Lanqi got up early. Seemingly excited, she asked, "Xiaolin, when are we going to make money?"

"No rush, no rush. We'll leave after the sun goes down."

He had caught shrimp all night. Although the system had restored his body, he was truly exhausted mentally. He would never go into the sea at night again, even if it killed him. Lanqi needed to rest properly now. Tonight would be tiring.

Lanqi seemed slightly disappointed. She gave an "oh" and went back.

When the sun neared the horizon, Krillin had already awakened. Mm, he was full of energy.

"Alright, let's go. Lanqi, get ready to leave." Master Mutian was also curious and said he wanted to come along to see.

A huge wave split across the sea as a small boat shot forward, accompanied by the laughter of the three of them.

They soon reached their destination. It was a small city filled with high-rise buildings, bustling streets, and all kinds of vehicles. There were wolf-men with wolf heads and simple-minded Bears Da and Er. The Night market in the Dragon Ball World was quite beautiful and had plenty of food. This was only a small city, too. Heh heh, make money first. Once he had earned enough, he would take his wife traveling.

The three of them searched for an open spot. "But it looks like we came a little late. All the good locations have already been taken," Lanqi said worriedly.

Krillin grinned. "Good wine needs no bush. It doesn't matter. There's an empty spot over there. Let's go." The two of them then went over and set up their stall.

"Huh? Where's Turtle Hermit? He was just here," Lanqi asked.

"Don't worry. I saw Master Mutian chatting with a young lady just now. He probably can't bring himself to leave."

They got to work. Krillin took out the sign he had made at home. It read: Garlic Shrimp, 5,000 yuan each. Of course, that was based on the prices of the time. Little Goku had once eaten more than 400,000 yuan worth of food in a single meal.

Before long, the fragrance of stir-fried garlic burst forth, its aroma carrying for miles. In an instant, it drew a crowd. The people around them stared at the large shrimp in the pot and kept swallowing, but no one dared to try it first. They were all watching and waiting. Krillin knew that all he needed now was a spark to set off the crowd.

Krillin shouted, "Try before you buy!" Then he took out a shrimp and handed it to the onlookers. The moment they took a bite, the stall exploded in popularity.

A wolf-man's eyes shone green as he shouted, "I want five!"

The bear beside him snorted coldly. "How stingy. Boss, give me twenty."

The wolf-man seemed provoked. He shouted, "Give me another fifteen!"

The crowd shoved and fought to get closer. "I'll take five!" "I want ten!" "I want twenty!"

In just two hours, everything was sold out. Naturally, those who had failed to buy any were unwilling to accept it. Krillin shouted beside the stall that they had run out of ingredients for today and would be back in the same spot tomorrow. See you then.

Some customers who had not managed to buy any left while grumbling. "Hmph, I waited two hours and bought nothing!"

"Lanqi, pack up. I'll go find Master Mutian. We should head back!"

"Okay," Lanqi answered, stars practically shining in her eyes. She was indeed exhausted.

"Master Mutian, let's go. It's time to head back."

Master Mutian was having a great time chatting and clearly did not care much. "Wait a little longer!"

Krillin deliberately said, "Then we're leaving. You can swim back by yourself!"

Left with no choice, Mutian finally began the return journey.

They had prepared two hundred portions today, and each portion sold for 5,000 yuan. That meant they had earned one million today. Krillin laughed. He would save it up and marry No. 18 someday.

Krillin gave Lanqi 500,000 yuan. Lanqi happily accepted the money she had earned through her own labor. She was very happy that she had made money herself rather than relying on robbery.

Time to sleep, time to sleep. Heh heh.

When a ray of sunlight swept across the sea, Krillin was already fully prepared. Today's target was one thousand portions. Wearing the heavy Turtle Shell, he began training beneath the sea.

As the sun set, it was time to head out. This time, Master Mutian did not come with them. Instead, he chose to stay home and watch a beauty pageant program.

Today was even more popular than yesterday. Although they had prepared one thousand portions, they sold out in no time. Lanqi rested at the side while Krillin considered hiring two people to help lessen her burden. After all, she was a girl.

Krillin was lost in thought when a boy walked over. He looked about seventeen. He wore old clothes with several holes in them, but they were neat and clean. His eyes were especially bright. He seemed like an upright person.

"Y-you... are you hiring?" the boy asked haltingly. There was a trace of fear in his expression, the kind of fear that came from expecting rejection, not fear of any person...

"How did you know we were hiring?" Krillin asked in return.

The boy seemed to gain a little confidence and said timidly, "I saw how popular your business is, and this older sister is clearly too busy to handle it all, so..."

"You're a smart kid, but you're too skinny."

"I can do it! Don't let my appearance fool you. I may be skinny, but I'm very strong. You can test me if you don't believe me." The boy seemed anxious.

"Alright, I believe you." In truth, Krillin had already checked the boy's data.

Time: Era 756

Name: Fanyu

Age: 16

Race: Earthling

Battle Power: 25

Skill: Collision

Training Limit: 150–800 Battle Power

A Battle Power of 25 truly surprised Krillin. Among Earthlings, who were generally weaklings with Battle Power of five, 25 was already very strong.

"Xiaoxi, why does his Battle Power limit vary so much?"

"Idiot. The lower number is the limit he can reach as a self-taught amateur without anyone to guide him. If Master Mutian trained him, he could reach 800." Krillin immediately understood. He really was a fine prospect!

"What's your name?" Krillin asked. Although he already knew, he still had to go through the proper process.

"My name is Fanyu." Fanyu looked at Krillin expectantly.

Krillin grinned. "Come work tomorrow at this time. It might be pretty tiring."

"I'm not afraid of hard work. Thank you, thank you!" the boy said gratefully with a bow before quickly leaving.

Krillin smiled. "That kid's pretty honest. He didn't even ask about the pay." Heh heh, he was an honest man too. Ten thousand yuan a day would do. The kid was too skinny and needed to eat better.

"Lanqi, pack up. We're heading back."

"Mm, okay," Lanqi replied.

They had sold one thousand portions today and earned 2.5 million yuan. Heh heh, not bad! Life would only get better and better.

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