Ryusei Kiryu found that there were no live chickens or ducks for sale in the wet market.
He asked a stall owner and learned that Japanese law requires poultry to be processed in a legitimate slaughterhouse before it can be sold, prohibiting the sale of live poultry in wet markets to ensure hygiene and disease prevention.
Ryusei looked at the pre-cut chicken parts in the freezer and shook his head.
Just as he was about to leave, the stall owner called out to him again.
"Customer, it's not entirely impossible." "Oh?" "As long as you have a chef's certificate or a student ID from a culinary school, you can buy directly from a farm." "I see, thank you for the information."
Ryusei thanked the stall owner and left the poultry section.
Going to a culinary school or something like that was a bit too unrealistic.
After all, his current identity as a Tonosaki high school student was something he had only managed to obtain with great difficulty.
However, the information provided by this enthusiastic stall owner was not entirely useless.
He could look for opportunities to make a few chef friends in the future.
Or he could go directly to a slaughterhouse and ask if he could work there part-time... A moment later, Ryusei arrived at the seafood section.
There were quite a few live fish and shrimp here, and the prices were cheaper than what he had seen at the [Seto Seafood] store last night.
"What kind of fish would the young man like to buy?"
A man in an apron greeted him while gutting a fish.
Ryusei stood in front of the stall, watching him gut the fish, and asked: "Are all the fish here killed fresh?" "Of course!" "If I buy a fish, can I kill it myself?" "Kill it yourself? Young man, we don't charge for helping to kill fish!"
Ryusei insisted, "I know, but I want to kill the fish myself, is that okay?"
The stall owner looked at the Tonosaki school uniform he was wearing and suddenly asked, "Do you want to be a chef?"
In this world, being a chef was not an ordinary profession that one could simply become.
Ryusei was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, I want to be a chef in the future." "I see." The man skillfully cut open the fish's belly and removed its internal organs, saying thoughtfully, "So, you want to practice your cooking skills?" "Yes!" "Alright, I understand. But, gutting fish isn't as simple as it looks, so be careful."
Ryusei nodded: "Yes, thank you, sir." "You're welcome. The path of a chef is not easy. Back in my day…"
The stall owner sighed, his eyes filled with a hint of nostalgia.
Ryusei glanced at him, realizing that the stall owner seemed to have once had a dream of becoming a chef.
However, he had ultimately become a fishmonger, gutting fish day after day at this stall.
Ryusei didn't interrupt the stall owner's reminiscing and chose a fish from the stall by himself.
A three-pound bonito.
Ryusei pressed the fish onto the cutting board and picked up the kitchen knife.
In his previous life, he loved eating fish and had prepared fish himself many times at home, so he felt confident.
His hand moved, and the knife fell.
A crisp sound rang out.
Two more copper coins burst from the fish's corpse and fell to the ground.
The stall owner stood beside him, watching, and seeing his skilled technique, he nodded slightly.
Ryusei glanced at the stall owner, and seeing that he truly didn't notice the two copper coins that had just burst out, he also relaxed.
Just as he had guessed, not only snakes, but fish could also be categorized as monsters and drop money.
Ryusei first thoroughly processed the bonito, then reached down and seemingly casually brushed the ground, collecting the two copper coins into the wallet in his inventory.
[0 gold coins 0 silver coins 14 copper coins]
Excellent, another 2 copper coins earned.
A millionaire in the making.
Ryusei paid and thanked the stall owner again.
The stall owner waved his hand: "It's nothing, just a small matter."
Ryusei asked, "Then next time?"
The stall owner smiled: "Of course, next time is fine too."
Bidding farewell to the stall owner, Ryusei left the wet market.
He took out his phone and, following the navigation, arrived at a nearby park.
Taking advantage of being alone, Ryusei put the fish in his hand into his inventory.
Afterward, he began his great insect-catching endeavor in the park.
Beetles, spiders, butterflies, caterpillars... Ryusei searched for every insect he could find in the park, mercilessly eliminating them.
However, until dark, not a single copper coin had dropped.
Ryusei straightened up, twisted his aching back and neck, and muttered to himself, "It seems it's not a matter of drop rate, but that insects simply don't drop money."
But both snakes and fish could.
Perhaps it's related to their size; only when the target's size exceeds a certain limit can money be dropped.
Ryusei sighed.
It seemed his idea of using an ant nest to farm money was bankrupt.
"Let's stop here for today, it's time to go back."
Leaving the park, he took his backpack out of his inventory in advance.
Already a bit tired, Ryusei didn't want to squeeze onto the subway anymore, so he directly took a taxi back.
Getting out of the car at the apartment entrance, Ryusei saw Landlord Miss.
She was holding a bag and continuously sprinkling some strange powder along the corner of the wall.
"Sayuri, what are you doing?"
"Ryusei-kun! This is snake repellent powder! I'm going to sprinkle it all around the entire apartment! That way, no more snakes will sneak into everyone's rooms!" "Oh."
The bag of snake repellent powder was a woven sack, and Landlord Miss's elementary school student-like physique could only drag it along.
Ryusei looked at her struggling figure and walked over to her.
"Let me help you, Sayuri." "Thank you, Ryusei-kun!"
Ryusei reached out and took the bag of snake repellent powder from Landlord Miss's hand.
His fingers seemed to accidentally brush against her fingers.
[Ding——]
The next second, a wonderful sound, like coins falling into a bag, rang in Ryusei's heart.
I didn't expect Sayuri to be able to drop money as well.
Ryusei glanced at his wallet balance.
[0 gold coins 0 silver coins 24 copper coins]
It increased by 10 copper coins.
Apparently, Sayuri was as valuable as Kato Megumi.
So, was Sayuri actually the Heroine of some anime series?
"Ryusei-kun! Here are your gloves!" "Okay."
Ryusei took the gloves, put them on, and helped Landlord Miss sprinkle the powder.
"Ryusei-kun, you don't know, I didn't sleep well all last night, so afraid that another snake would pop out from somewhere."
"I ran to several stores this morning and finally bought this snake repellent powder. It's said to be very effective, a recipe from Ryusei-kun's hometown, with realgar and other ingredients."
"Ryusei-kun is so strong!"
...Sayuri's personality was indeed very lively, chattering non-stop.
Soon, the bag of snake repellent powder was all sprinkled.
Under the light of the streetlamp, Sayuri looked at the white line along the apartment wall, put her hands on her hips, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ryusei-kun, you were a great help!"
"Don't say that, Sayuri is also thinking for the entire apartment, it's only right that I help."
Ryusei took off his gloves and returned them to Sayuri.
He seemed to accidentally touch Sayuri's hand again.
But the system had no reaction. No money dropped.
"That's true, but several tenants walked past the entrance this afternoon, and only Ryusei-kun was willing to actively come and help me…"
Sayuri looked at him and said.
"Ryusei-kun is truly a good man. When you go to university, you will definitely find a very good girlfriend."
Ryusei nodded and said, "I'll take your good wishes."
"You've been working hard for so long, Ryusei-kun. Why don't you come to my place to rest and have a glass of juice?"
This was the second time Sayuri had invited Ryusei to her home for juice.
Ryusei thought for a moment and said, "Next time, I still have some things to go back and do."
A hint of regret appeared on Sayuri's face: "Alright, but next time you're not allowed to refuse again!" "Okay, goodbye." "Goodbye!"
Ryusei picked up his backpack, which he had placed at the door, and walked upstairs.
Upon reaching the third floor, Ryusei took out his key, preparing to open his door.
The door of the room next door made a clicking sound.
Ryusei subconsciously turned his head to look.
End of the chapter
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