Ideas for Making Money

Chen Huang felt that if he wanted to make money, the best option would be to open a shop according to his own wishes. But even Xiao Shan's entire fortune would be just a drop in the bucket. For now, it would be better to start with a small business.

The food in the Douluo World was a mix of Chinese and Western cuisine, but the combination seemed rather poor. There were neither proper Chinese dishes nor much Western cuisine, only a few simple foods. As for dishes that took a long time and involved complicated processes, those were even less feasible.

Chen Huang could not make those things himself anyway. He wondered whether he could set up a snack stall, or perhaps a food cart. He could make snacks from his previous life—fried rice, vermicelli, rice noodle rolls, jianbing, and the like. Once he had some money, he could make some barbecue seasoning and open a barbecue stall. In this world, Soul Masters controlled most of the wealth, so if he wanted to make money, he had to find a way to profit from Soul Masters.

A large number of Soul Masters took on quick-paying jobs, such as mercenary work. They accepted commissions to help hunt Soul Beasts, or formed teams to kill Soul Beasts and sell the spoils.

Because they earned money quickly, they spent it lavishly too. Chen Huang had heard some things from his parents. Sometimes, a Soul Master would want to buy something from you but have no small change, so they would simply hand over a Gold Soul Coin and not even ask for change.

Chen Huang was not a Soul Master yet, and even if he became one, that did not necessarily mean he would have money. He could not imagine what kinds of goods those Soul Masters might be interested in. Soul Tools and soul bones were out of the question; he could not produce those. Fine liquor might count. He understood the principles of distillation, but it was not something he could casually make. For now, he could only brew some rice wine he had learned to make in his previous life.

Looks like I'll still need to do some market research, Chen Huang thought. For example, he needed to see where food was cheaper and how much others charged for similar snacks.

Not long after they continued wandering around, the two returned to the school and went back to their respective dormitories.

Xiao Shan finally met her roommates. Every one of them was enthusiastic, and they all seemed to have decent personalities. But judging by their clothes, it was obvious that the girls were competing with one another. Their outfits were all extremely expensive. Xiao Shan could not identify the fabrics, but she could tell they were costly.

Her own clothes and dresses were not bad either. Many had been bought by Tang Hao from outside. Perhaps influenced by Ah Yin, they were all very simple in style. This made her stand out among those girls like a crane among chickens, and her desire to change dormitories only grew firmer.

Back in the dormitory, Chen Huang started chatting with his roommates—his underlings. Although there was a vast difference in maturity between them, that did not mean they had nothing in common. They were all future Soul Masters, so there was plenty to talk about. Chen Huang also took the chance to learn how they used their Martial Souls and what knowledge they possessed.

Chen Huang also asked them, "Do you know of a teacher called Master?"

It had been nearly half a day, yet Chen Huang had not seen Master Yu Xiaogang at all. If possible, he would very much like to take Master as his teacher, though someone like that probably would not think much of his talent.

He sincerely felt that Master's vast knowledge and understanding of Soul Beasts suited him perfectly. He wanted to study all kinds of Soul Beasts and see whether his Weed had any promising paths for development. Of course, he still did not agree with many of Master's theories.

"Master? What Master? A Battle Soul Master?" one of the third-year underlings asked.

"His name seems to be Yu Xiaogang. He's extremely knowledgeable about theory. Have you heard of him?"

"Boss, that name sounds really familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere."

"Ah, I remember now. A teacher mentioned him in class before—the Golden Iron Triangle, the Horn of Control. He's apparently a powerful Soul Sage."

"Right, right! Now that you mention it, I remember too. The continent's only Three-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

??? As Chen Huang listened to them, countless questions arose in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang? A Soul Sage? The Horn of Control? Wasn't he a theory Master, some kind of honorary elder of Spirit Hall, the Horn of Wisdom of the Golden Iron Triangle? Why was this different from what I knew? Wasn't Master's Innate Soul Power too low, leaving his Soul Power stuck at level 29 without any further progress?

Could it be that this Yu Xiaogang had absorbed the talents of countless Yu Xiaogangs from other worlds, giving him extremely high Innate Soul Power? Just like Doraemon—Nobita was dumb as hell, but God Nobita was absurdly powerful. All the Nobitas combined were not even as smart as him.

To Chen Huang, this was not particularly hard to accept. After all, he had transmigrated, there was a Chat Group, and Tang San had become Tang Shan. There had also been many works about parallel worlds in Marvel and DC from his previous life, such as Marvel's Marvel Zombies Universe and genderbent universes. Now there was simply one more Master.

That was something worth celebrating, perhaps. But where am I supposed to learn the knowledge I want now? Chen Huang thought, feeling somewhat bitter inside. Master had become a Soul Sage, while his own talent was simply too embarrassing to mention.

"Then does the school have a library, reading room, or somewhere like that?" Chen Huang asked again. Since there was no Master, he would have to study on his own. It was always good to learn more.

"I think so, but aside from the teachers, basically nobody goes there."

Chen Huang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that. Good, good. He had been afraid the answer would be no. What respectable person would study that stuff anyway?

Before long, several days passed as he adjusted to campus life.

Chen Huang carefully memorized the content taught in class. He took detailed notes on the important points in the notebooks they were given and skipped over the unimportant parts.

The eating habits of the Douluo World were roughly the same as in his previous life: three meals a day. Chen Huang had brought some dry rations and originally planned to finish them whenever he had the chance. But every time mealtime came, Xiao Shan would come looking for him, and he still had not found an opportunity to eat them. He could hardly leave Xiao Shan by herself. Watching his little savings dwindle day by day, Chen Huang was deeply troubled. Work-Study Students were paid daily, but overall, his expenses still exceeded his income.

Chen Huang had not forgotten his 200 Points. If he exchanged them for food, he did not know how much he could get, but he could not bear to spend them. They were meant to be used later to exchange for things that could make him stronger.

"Ding~ Black Arm Zephyr has joined the Loser Chat Group."

"Ding~ Divine Chef Little Fu Gui has joined the Loser Chat Group."

"Newcomers? Two at once?"