Youth Newspaper Agency, second-floor editorial department.
Mu Qingmei carried a cup of iced Honey Five-Flower Tea to the window facing the street, pretending to admire the view when she was actually signaling to Rongyao downstairs.
Rongyao, wearing a headscarf, pushed a street cart downstairs and sold Dongyang Skewers. Dongyang Skewers were various vegetables, fish, and meat threaded onto small skewers and boiled in a pot filled with fragrant broth and spices. Three skewers cost one coin, making them extremely affordable. Even the poorest people could afford them.
As the East Sea's primary trading port, Profound Candle Prefecture had many spices that were inexpensive. Moreover, the extremely lucrative spice industry was one of the Silver Blood Society's key businesses. Thus, spices that cost a fortune inland could be bought easily even by poor families in Profound Candle Prefecture, which had consequently developed a thriving food culture.
The wooden skewers used for the food were shaved from rotten or discarded wood. There was also a bucket beside the street cart so customers could put their used skewers back in it. After closing up and returning home, Rongyao only needed to wash them before using them again.
The cost of selling skewers was not high. At first, Rongyao had merely wanted to find a business suited to roaming the streets and alleys.
But White Night had people in every line of work.
That uncle helped him find cheap suppliers.
This auntie taught him how to cook delicious soup bases.
That scar-faced big brother helped him find gang protection.
Most of the problems ordinary people had to face were easily solved for Rongyao.
It was hard to say about other things, but with White Night supporting him, Rongyao had the perfect opening move for entering the food business. He started out with a dragon-slaying