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"This is called diversifying risk. Think about it: if everyone knows you have the skill to make Dried Meat and they can't get it themselves, watching you profit, how do you think they would react?"
"First, they would definitely be jealous. Then... I see! But there's one thing I don't understand. If the method spreads, won't the price drop?"
"You just had a meal at this restaurant and mentioned wanting to open a shop in Moro City, right? When that time comes, it will be your opportunity to enter the city and establish your business step by step. That's why I said these things don't need to be kept secret, just like how people only remember who the leader of the Wu Hui is."
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"Brother Erniu, you finally returned!" As the four of them exited the city gate, they ran into Er Zhuzi, who had been waiting for them.
"What happened?"
"Sigh, your brother-in-law and a few other village leaders are refusing to leave the tent..."
It turned out that Li Yue and a few other children were clamoring for hot pot. This was no big deal until some village leaders came looking for Erniu. They were the leaders from several villages who had received Dried Meat yesterday, and these villages were somewhat related to Kao Shu Village. Having tasted the Dried Meat sent over by Kao Shu Village, they were curious about how it was made. Seeing everyone enjoying something they had never tasted before, they decided to stay at Kao Shu Village's camp, insisting on waiting for Erniu to explain why such good food wasn't shared with them.
"I say, Erniu, what does this mean..." As soon as Erniu entered the tent, he was pulled aside by several village leaders demanding answers. Mo Wen hadn't expected that food could cause such a stir.
"Sigh, listen to me; it's not that I don't want to share with you, but..." In this world, honest people fear lying. To them, Erniu spun a tale about how the commotion in Cloud Mist Forest was caused by the Food God hunting a Divine Beast. Afterward, the Food God just happened to pass through their village and taught the women there how to make it while establishing a rule: only women could learn the craft and only those registered in the village. If anyone broke this rule, the Food God would appear and deliver punishment. Mo Wen listened intently as Erniu vividly narrated his story; if he were one of those village leaders, he would have believed it too.
"Brother Erniu, when did this rule come into effect?" After finally sending off those village leaders, a few young men gathered around, astonished by Erniu's acting skills.
"You fool! From now on, this rule is in place. Er Zhuzi, you need to head back to the village immediately and inform the Village Chief; these people are not easy to fool and might actually go ask in the village."
"Brother, what do you think of my arrangement?" Erniu turned to Mo Wen, knowing he was improvising; although he had some thoughts in mind, he was ultimately lying.
"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!" Mo Wen couldn't help but give Erniu a thumbs up.
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The next day, Mo Wen entered the city alone. He wanted to explore since Rama City was his first major city experience. Although it couldn't compare to those cities in novels with populations in the millions, he still wanted to learn about local customs and traditions. Most importantly, he needed to find Neural Pavilion; he had been stuck in Qi Binding Realm for quite some time now and Old Lu hadn't told him whether Rama City had a Neural Pavilion or not—he would have to search for it himself. Erniu had initially planned to accompany him into the city but stayed back at camp because two people from the restaurant were coming to find him today.
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