Heath had to get three thousand customers to express satisfaction with his cooking within three days. Yesterday, he had already pushed that count fairly high, but even so, the pressure to finish was still considerable, to the point that he was considering whether to start serving customers in the afternoon. After all, Heath had previously done business during the day and had run a barbecue stall at night relatively rarely.
Still, Heath also knew that the promotion had only just begun yesterday, so probably not many people had known about it. Now, as word spread from customer to customer, his business would only get better. Naturally, though, his competitors were not about to simply watch him make money.
All sorts of special offers and discounts had started appearing too. Some barbecue stalls offered a free case of beer with a barbecue meal, some offered twelve percent off, and others gave away flowers for honoring deceased Pokémon with their barbecue.
Heath really did not know what they were thinking. He could not understand it, and he was deeply shocked. He truly could not figure out why any idiot would actually give people flowers for honoring deceased Pokémon while they ate barbecue. Wasn't that just making trouble for themselves?
It was like looking for a restaurant to eat at in his previous life, with one advertising twelve percent off meals and another advertising a complimentary funeral wreath for a family member with every meal. There was simply no comparison whatsoever. Even in this world, giving away such things was still extremely off-putting. Heath thought that barbecue stall's owner might be trying to blaze a new trail, but whether it would succeed, he did not know.
What surprised Heath most, however, was another barbecue stall owner, whose sign now read, [Customers who spend