Roasted sweet potatoes were an extremely simple food to make, with no real difficulty involved. If he had to name a challenge, it would probably be controlling the heat. After all, roasting them too long could affect the taste, but that did not happen all that often. Most roasted sweet potatoes were very easy to make and posed little difficulty.
Heath had prepared some sweet potatoes, though they had originally been intended for other dishes. Still, looking at the elderly woman before him, he roasted a larger one for her.
"Young man, how much is this sweet potato?" the elderly woman asked curiously, floating beside Heath. He scratched his head. That question really did put him in a bit of a bind.
Although many people thought roasted sweet potatoes could not cost much, or even that they ought to be very cheap, that assumption was actually mistaken. Making them yourself might not cost much, but when they were sold outside, a slightly larger roasted sweet potato could easily set you back over twenty League Coins. Some more ruthless sellers would even charge thirty.
Many people knew that nut cake was expensive. A piece that did not look particularly large could actually cost several hundred once it was cut off. Yet roasted sweet potatoes, such an ordinary and easily overlooked food, were not all that cheap either.
Sweet potatoes themselves did not actually cost that much, though. All he could say was that if you really wanted roasted sweet potatoes, the best approach was to make them yourself rather than buy them outside.
"It's free." Heath thought it over. He had no way to charge her anyway. Did ghosts have money? Ghost money? Or money from the Bank of Heaven and Earth?
If it was the Bank of Heaven and Earth,