I Became a Food Developer in Another World-Chapter 112 - : Popcorn (4)

[ Fill up any container you want! Arena Popcorn! ]

[ From October 1st to 4th! Unlimited service for four days! ]

※10 silver is mandatory

The news that popcorn would be available unlimitedly spread throughout the Empire via the Arena.

"What is popcorn? Is it something you eat?"

"I heard it's a popular snack at the theaters in the capital."

Most of the Empire's citizens didn't even know what popcorn was.

Therefore, the story of giving it away for free made the citizens' curiosity about "popcorn" inevitable.

The Arena began selling popcorn aiming to capitalize on this curiosity.

Bang, Pop-pop-pop!

With the sound of something frying, the corn kernels burst inside the glass box.

The popped corn kernels swelled up and turned into fluffy white clouds.

"Is that popcorn?"

"Ho ho, how fascinating!"

The sight of the kernels swelling and changing shape was so fascinating that even the people engrossed in the card game couldn't help but stare.

Doesn't it seem like food suddenly appears out of nowhere?

People who were curious naturally lined up to eat popcorn.

"Wow, it's delicious."

"Oh my, this is only 10 silvers?"

They couldn't help but be amazed by the unbelievably large quantity and the remarkably low price.

In an Empire where even ramen costs 15 silver, how can you get this level of taste and quantity for just 10 silvers?

Even the texture of the popcorn was of a kind they had never experienced before.

The texture of the popcorn, crispy yet melting in your mouth as soon as you bite into it, had a subtle addictiveness to it.

And above all.

"...Are you really saying that you're giving this to me without limits?"

"It seems like you can take anything you want as long as you pay 10 silvers."

"I have to capitalize this no matter what."

Soon an event where they could enjoy popcorn was to be held.

And they were even offering it 'unlimited'?

This was an event that couldn't be missed.

"Any pot will do, so I guess I'll bring the cauldron from our house."

"This person, their distribution is small. What is a cauldron? I need to take the village food distribution container."

"Haha, the jokes are a bit much."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Does this sound like a joke to you?"

"Hahaha! Then I will borrow the forge's crucible."

"I'll be looking forward to it."

People joked about what to bring on popcorn day.

Most of the time, it was just exchanging jokes, but the catch was that there were also those who spoke sincerely among them.

"The response to the popcorn event is really hot."

"That makes sense. Since we're giving out free food, there won't be anyone who dislikes it."

I nodded at Aria's words.

I went all out and even offered "unlimited" access to grab attention, but if there's no response, that would be even weirder.

"But isn't that too much? Why are you planting so much corn?"

I was collaborating with the Trion group for the popcorn event to stockpile large quantities of 'flint corn' in the Arenas of each region.

Since it was an Empire genuinely dedicated to corn cultivation, securing a large quantity was not that difficult.

On the contrary, it was a problem because there was too much.

They were stocking each regional Arena with enough popcorn to feed at least thousands of people.

In Aria's view, this was way too much.

But.

"Still not enough."

"Are you saying that it's still lacking?"

"Yeah, I think it should be at least three times more than it is now."

"Three times more?"

"...Elder brother, what kind of business are you running?"

At my words, Zion and Aria, who were seated in the meeting room, looked utterly astonished.

Our tower master even has a look on her face as if she was about to pass out.

"Yuri, isn't this a bit much?"

"This is the minimum I've managed to keep it at."

"Really?"

Ranya still had a look of disbelief, but there was nothing that could be done.

No matter how smart a wizard is, predicting something they've never experienced before is very difficult.

However, I knew very well how much of a double-edged sword the "unlimited offer event" could be.

In the previous life, just attaching the name 'unlimited offer' would make people swarm in and clean out the store.

It was not uncommon to see events being abruptly canceled due to a complete halt in operations.

Even in the advanced world of the previous life, it was that bad, let alone in an Empire where people were dying from starvation...

"It'll be chaos."

It was clear that an enormous number of people would gather.

Receiving the amount of 10 silver was also taken into consideration. If we made it completely free, all the citizens of the Empire would flock to the Arena.

"Elder brother, but was it really necessary to include the provisions against spatial pockets or bathtubs?"

Zion looked at the prohibition clause with a puzzled expression and asked.

That makes sense, as bathtubs and spatial pockets in the Empire were items only the upper class could afford.

If they had the financial means to possess something like that, they wouldn't have shown interest in the unlimited event in the first place, according to Zion's opinion...

"The ones who have more are the worst."

"Hey, I still have a conscience, there's no way I'd carry out a bathtub."

"If you really bring it out, you'll be responsible."

"I will keep my mouth shut."

Zion quietly closed his mouth.

She didn't say anything, but Aria had an expression that suggested she didn't understand either; however, it wouldn't hurt to be prepared just in case.

'Those who really have it are always worse.'

During the previous Pringles craze, there was even a crazy aristocrat who bought out entire stores to monopolize the supply.

Those kinds of people seemed most likely to have their servants carry out the real bathtub.

It's not for eating, but for 'showing off.'

It was a possibility that a competition might arise, as I was a wealthy person capable of bringing out something this significant.

"I guess I should also include a clause prohibiting the use of the property."

It was a pity that I couldn't enter the size limit, but there was nothing I could do about it.

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Each race had different sizes, so if I made a mistake, I could have been accused of racial discrimination.

'A cup for a polar bear is a bottle for a human.'

In a multi-ethnic Empire, avoiding such discrimination was beneficial for one's well-being.

Aria looked at me as if she couldn't believe it, as I meticulously added the restrictions.

A week passed and the day of the 'As Much Popcorn As You Can' event dawned.

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"Did you hear? They're giving out free popcorn at the Arena today!"

"Of course I did, I brought out my air fryer just for today, haha!"

At the news of popcorn being given away, the citizens of the Empire flocked to the Arena.

The line that started the day before stretched endlessly outside the Arena.

From air fryers to cauldrons, and even buckets, the types of containers brought out were all different.

Among them, the most remarkable were the dwarves.

"Oh my, that dwarf seems to have no conscience. He brought an oak barrel."

"Crazy, isn't that a crucible? How much are they planning to take..."

"Weren't barrels prohibited?"

The dwarves brought everything from oak barrels for beer brewing to forging crucibles, and some even made their own containers when necessary.

"Mr. Dorian, bringing barrels is not allowed, but..."

"This is my food bowl."

"I see, so the barrel is your dinnerware."

"That's right. I drink beer here, drink cola, placed the bread, and tasted everything."

Zion, who came to support the event, was almost overwhelmed by the dwarves' thick-skinned faces.

"Do these damn dwarves have no conscience?"

What kind of barrel keeps changing its use every time?

There was even a brazen dwarf who brought out a crucible and insisted it was a popcorn bucket.

While the dwarves were unreasonable, there were also times when being polite put them in awkward situations.

"...Grr, can it also be a water bottle?"

"Haha, of course. Of course, anytime."

The timid noble, who had been asking questions, was delighted by Zion's prompt permission and brought the large barrel he had set down behind him.

Boom!

The ground trembled.

Zion, who had been staring blankly at what the noble had set down, cautiously asked.

"...Excuse me, Taito. Excuse me, but what is this?"

"Grumble, it's my water bottle."

"...."

Zion's mouth fell open in a daze at the sight of the gigantic "water bottle" the size of a food barrel.

If it had only been this it might have been an amusing incident despite the physical strain.

"Goodness, look at that!"

"Huh, what is that!?"

At the murmurs of the crowd, Zion, who had turned his gaze to follow them, gaped in astonishment.

"C-crazy."

Huge white bodies were now lining up and entering the Arena venue.

Polar bears, and not just any polar bears, but polar bears holding 'magic refrigerators' in their arms.

—Three times isn't enough. Get your act together.

Only then did Zion understand why Yuri kept singing about being short on the amount of popcorn.

The reason for him quietly disappearing on the day of the event.

'No, what the hell are these guys doing... '

[ Fill any container to your heart's content! Arena Popcorn! ]

Zion's mind went blank at the sight of the various races bringing in truly 'any container.'

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