Crack! Crack!
In the blink of an eye,
the magma octopus meat directly turned into frozen octopus meat. When Ethan smashed it onto the iron plate, it even made a bang bang sound like slapping bricks.
'The freezing effect Is pretty decent.'
This level of freezing ability might be completely useless to those mages.
But to Ethan, a profiteer who focused on food, its usefulness was enormous. This was basically the Fog World's refrigerator. No, that wasn't right. This thing was way more useful than a fridge.
It was basically liquid nitrogen, instant flash-freezing.
With this ability alone, even if he were placed in a modern city, he'd be a super ice-making machine. Whether for lab work, making milk tea, or making popsicles.
All of it would make insane money.
'Damn!'
'Why am I thinking like such a corporate wage slave?'
'I've already got superpowers. Why the hell am I still thinking about working for others?'
"Bring me 10L of milk!"
Ethan was furious. Why be a wage slave? Isn't being self-employed way better.
So Ethan made two wooden barrels, carried them over to find the dwarf selling milk, and went to buy milk from the angry cows.
"Twenty Dragon Coins," The dwarf didn't even lift his eyes, just kept reading the newspaper and said coldly.
Only then did Ethan notice that newspapers in this world had pictures that actually moved. It really was a lot like the Harry Potter world.
'Could it be…'
'That I have come to a world of Muggles and pure-blood wizards too?'
"Didn't you shout earlier that it was ten Dragon Coins for ten liters?", Ethan frowned, "Why did the price go up?"
"This is my cow, my milk. I'll sell it however I want."
The dwarf finally put down the newspaper.
He looked Ethan up and down with utter disdain, then muttered, "You humans are the most disgusting. Always competing with us for business. Besides, you just made so much money. What's wrong with sharing a bit with me? I'm only asking for one extra Dragon Coin and you're already unwilling?"
"You're weak, so you're right," Ethan put the two barrels on the ground, "Fine, I'll buy! Here's two hundred Dragon Coins. I want ten damn barrels of milk."
Originally, Ethan planned to buy ten liters at a time.
But to prevent this profiteer from jacking up the price on the spot, he decided to just buy all the milk he needed in one go.
What's another hundred Dragon Coins?
He, Ethan the Big Profiteer couldn't possibly not afford it.
'Hmph!'
Later, he'd let this dwarf know, the consequence of making him cough up one hundred Dragon Coins would be paying back two hundred.
"Alright!"
The dwarf's eyes lit up at the sight of money.
He immediately jumped down from the wooden cart that was only knee-high to Ethan.
Then, with practiced skill, he lifted the two barrels, ran over to the angry cow, and started squeezing milk with all his might.
Pfft! Pfft!
"Moo!"
The angry cow let out an angry cry.
By the time the angry cow had been milked into the third barrel, its udders were already shriveled.
Even so, the dwarf didn't let it go. He squeezed it like his life depended on it, until the cow's udders were like deflated balloons, drooping there with not a drop left to squeeze, only then did the dwarf finally let it go and switch to another cow.
"Moo~"
The angry cow couldn't even be angry anymore and looked half-dead.
Ethan didn't have the mood to care about the pitiful state of the angry cow. After making another ten wooden barrels for the boss, he used the trading channel to buy a hundred bamboo poles for ten units of wood.
Then he quickly crafted all the bamboo into bamboo cups, a total of one thousand.
One bamboo pole could make ten bamboo cups.
After that, Ethan neatly arranged the bamboo cups one by one on his stall.
Everyone in the Free Market looked at Ethan with confusion. Especially the dwarf boss selling ore at the neighboring stall, who started whispering to people next to him again.
"What do you think this profiteer human is up to now?"
"Who knows! But those insanely expensive iron-plate takoyaki of his definitely aren't selling anymore. Everyone's already full."
"You're not wrong. My heart still aches right now. One Dragon Coin per skewer. I accidentally ate ten skewers. Waaa! All the money I made today got sucked away by him. It hurts so bad!"
"Aren't we all the same? I heard the pigmen even went to borrow from loan sharks just to buy a few more skewers of iron-plate takoyaki."
"They'll probably have to sell themselves for a long time before they earn it back."
"True. Anyway, everyone's out of money now. No matter what he makes next, no one's going to buy it."
People throughout the market started whispering.
But everyone shared the same belief: Ethan would never squeeze any more money out of them again.
First, they really were broke. Second, they were already full.
Yet they were still extremely curious about Ethan.
He didn't even need to advertise.
Their gazes swept past Ethan's stall again and again like scanners, every single one of them curious about what on earth Ethan was making.
"All ten barrels of milk are filled," the dwarf shouted at Ethan, "Hurry up, take them and get lost!"
"Got it!"
Ethan carried the milk barrels over one by one.
Just as he was about to lift the last barrel, the dwarf suddenly added, "Oh right! I almost forgot to tell you. Milk from angry cows can only be stored for ten hours at most. After that, it'll go bad. Remember to consume it quickly, hehehe!"
The dwarf let out a cold laugh, and Ethan was completely speechless at this kind of black-hearted merchant.
'If you knew the milk didn't last long, shouldn't you remind people at the time of purchase?'
Waiting until after someone's bought it just to disgust them on purpose. The level of black-heartedness of this dwarf was beyond words.
But, luckily, Ethan had already planned ahead. He didn't need ten hours for these ten barrels of milk.
Within one hour, he could finish it all.
"Alright! Time to start making delicious drinks."
Ethan twisted his wrists, loosened his joints, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go all out.
He cut open a cream gourd and dipped his finger in to taste a bit.
'Holy crap!'
'Real cream?'
'Even Golden Diamond plant cream isn't this fragrant. Nice, very nice!' [T/N: A chinese brand.]
Although this kind of cream gourd had no sweetness at all, no flavor to speak of, and when cut open it was just a liquid cream-like substance, tasting almost exactly like liquid cream.
Not the whipped cream sold in cake shops, but cream before it's whipped. Liquid, and completely unsweetened.
Aside from a faint milky aroma and a rich, greasy creaminess, there was nothing else to it.
But once something like this was added to milk, it boosted the deliciousness of milk by a hundred points.
Ethan cut open all ten cream gourds, then poured one cream gourd into each barrel of milk. Instantly, the milky aroma became even richer.
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