Assets and Investments

At noon that day, Hyuga Hoshishaku took Hyuga Yunfei with him to the village to inspect his newly acquired assets.

The first shop they visited was a dango shop located on a branch of the main commercial street in Konoha.

Given that dango was somewhat similar to the mochi found in Chinese-style desserts, Hoshishaku had eaten it several times before and quite enjoyed it.

However, he had usually frequented the largest dango shop located on the main thoroughfare.

He had truly never been to this small-to-medium-sized shop, which could accommodate at most twenty people at a time.

Upon entering, Hoshishaku first presented the contract and then stated his identity.

After completing the necessary procedures.

The three people in the shop looked as if they had just seen their savior.

"The boss came over last night to inform us that the ownership of the shop had changed, and he took all the working capital with him."

"There is no money left in the shop to buy raw materials, so we were just waiting for you to come and take charge."

The middle-aged woman who handled the cash register and finances said.

Through Hoshishaku's preliminary understanding, the two middle-aged women and one young woman employed at this dango shop served as the kitchen chef, the server/cleaner, and the cashier/accountant, respectively.

The three employees did not earn high wages: the chef made 10,000 ryo a month, the server 8,000 ryo, and the cashier 9,000 ryo.

The shop's original daily revenue was generally around 6,000 ryo, and after deducting various costs and labor expenses, the net profit for a month was 70,000 ryo.

It was only slightly better than just renting out the storefront.

It was essentially just earning "hard-earned money."

Now, he only needed to inject 50,000 ryo of working capital for the shop to resume operations.

At this moment, Hoshishaku asked Yunfei, "How much money do I have left?"

Yunfei didn't even look at the sealing scroll and blurted out, "Young Master, you have 33,000 ryo remaining."

Hoshishaku sighed, "Money really doesn't last long, does it?"

The three original employees in the shop heard this and their eyes filled with anxiety, fearing that this young master wouldn't intend to keep the shop open and would fire them all.

However, they were worrying for nothing.

Because Hoshishaku not only intended to keep it open, he intended to run it well.

He roughly conceptualized his ideas in his mind and then held a small meeting right there in the shop.

Hoshishaku planned to replicate a comprehensive milk tea and dessert shop in the world of Naruto.

Whether it made money or not was irrelevant.

The main goal was to satisfy his own cravings.

And so, the five-person meeting began, though it was mostly Hoshishaku doing the talking.

From the decoration style to the direction of menu development, from improving staff benefits to building a brand culture, and even the concept of future nationwide chains.

One by one, ideas and concepts unheard of in the ninja world were brought to the table.

A meeting lasting nearly three hours left the other four participants in awe of Hoshishaku's imagination and capability.

However, no matter how bright the future might be.

If he wanted to realize his plans, he would need to make investments.

At least another 500,000 ryo in investment.

Perhaps it was a case of having so much debt that one stops worrying.

Hoshishaku followed the same procedure for the fried food shop.

He prepared to transform this fried food shop, which had a larger floor area but a slightly out-of-the-way location, into a snack shop that combined barbecue, fried skewers, and spicy hot pot.

That would require at least another 700,000 ryo in investment.

After confirming the investments and the direction, they had a simple lunch.

Once Hoshishaku completed his two daily tasks, he prepared to head home to figure out how to make money.

On the way, Yunfei was counting on his fingers, wondering what he was calculating.

This made Hoshishaku somewhat curious.

"What are you calculating?"

Yunfei looked distressed, "Young Master, I have only saved 80,000 ryo over these years, which is still a long way from 1.2 million ryo."

Hoshishaku couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this.

This cousin of his was still just a child, actually wanting to use his own money to subsidize him.

However, he simply patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and said with a mysterious expression, "I am doing serious business, how could I possibly fail to make money?"

"You must know that those who follow the right path receive much help, while those who lose it receive little."

After spouting this nonsense, he continued walking forward.

Leaving Yun Fei behind with bright, expectant eyes, he stood there in a daze.

This time, he was very confident about securing the investment, because when he took over the assets today, he discovered that the former owners of both shops were surnamed Sarutobi.

If one were to connect this to the previous A-rank mission and the person who completed it.

Plus the clan's uncharacteristically generous rewards.

Xingzhuo could already guess seven or eight parts of the truth.

In Konoha, with the God of Shinobi Senju Hashirama presiding, any conflict should be able to be resolved peacefully through discussion.

Presumably, that matter had already been "peacefully resolved," right?

Furthermore, Xingzhuo judged others by himself; if he had one hundred yuan in his hand, he would give his son at most one yuan.

Therefore, the clan must have taken a huge cut, leaving him with only a grain of sand slipping through their fingers.

If he didn't go and squeeze a bit more out now, he would miss the boat entirely.

In the afternoon, the first thing Xingzhuo did after returning to the clan compound was to go ask his old man for money.

Hyuga Tianren had been busy for a day and a night without closing his eyes; he originally didn't want to pay attention to his youngest son's request, but he couldn't withstand the boy's relentless pestering, especially since his arguments were quite reasonable.

Whether it was the clear logic regarding the investment or the speculation about the compensation amount from the Sarutobi side.

Everything was very logical, albeit exaggerated.

"If you ask me, the Sarutobi Clan must have paid our Hyuga ten billion ryo. The clan is too stingy, only giving me businesses worth one million ryo, even though I was the great hero of this whole affair!"

Xingzhuo said righteously.

Hyuga Tianren felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, but in the end, acting as an investor, he invested 1.5 million ryo for a 49% stake.

Seeing his father's patience stretched to the limit, Xingzhuo took the banknotes and decisively took his leave.

As he reached the door, Hyuga Tianren suddenly called out a reminder: "Right, Senju Tobirama has decided to take you as his disciple. Report to the First Training Ground in the village at two o'clock in the afternoon two days from now. Perform well when the time comes; do not tarnish the clan's reputation."

Xingzhuo was very surprised to hear this, but he still subconsciously asked: "Is there a reward if I perform well?"

The answer he received was a weakened version of the Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm.

Outside the room, Yun Fei was the one who discovered his young master flying out splayed like a starfish.

He was already somewhat accustomed to this, leaping into the air by borrowing force.

He caught the young master by the waist, landing him safely.

However, the words the young master muttered under his breath once again made cold sweat bead on Yun Fei's forehead.

"A dignified head of the family, only knowing how to launch sneak attacks."

Returning to his small courtyard, Xingzhuo felt that his manpower was insufficient.

Because there were two additional businesses, it was necessary to have someone to supervise and manage them regularly.

Take this investment, for example; he couldn't possibly just hand the money directly to the employees at those two shops.

It wasn't that he was afraid they would run away, but rather that one should leave professional matters to professionals.

After much thought, Xingzhuo felt he still needed to find someone else from the clan.

Although he felt from the bottom of his heart that the branch family and main family system was too inhumane.

But when it came to employing people, the branch family was always the most trustworthy.

Having made up his mind, he told Yun Fei to stay in the courtyard to arrange his own time for rest or training.

He himself headed toward the elders of the branch family.