THE WEALTH SYSTEM
Chapter 112's

Pradita has finished doing the stages of making meatball sauce, and also the meatball. He opened a rolling door to start his sale. Prepare for soft launching.

All meatball menu photos that have been edited by Rivan have been posted on his social media account. At exactly 17:00 Mardono meatball shop opened.

Pradita wears an enerzone cyborg mask, and livestreams through her social media accounts. Not just one social media account, but five social media accounts using a special feature located on his UR Predacon phone.

“Come we start working!” pradita said excitedly.

Then start singing some of the songs that are currently hits. Pradita closed his face so that his wives would not be known.

The requirement in carrying out the mission is to be able to make up 60 million turnover in a month. Of course the other condition is that it should not be helped by Pradita's wives.

The sound system is set up in such a way. Drawn in front of the store facing the road connected with the enerzone mask. Everything is done so that it can attract people who pass by while listening to Pradita sing who is selling meatballs.

After an hour of singing, approximately until the time at 18.00 WIB. No customers have come. Even though the smell of meatballs is bubbling around the meatball shop.

It all happened because the people around them knew. If you eat at the Mardono meatball shop, tomorrow it will be immediately visited by Gian's cabal.

“It was six, but no one came in yet. Do I have to lower the price to 5000 so they want to eat?” pradita grumbled her hair, a little frustrated.

Suddenly there was a homeless boy about 11 years old who was exhausted, and sitting next to the sound system. The look on his face was so tangled, seedy, and paper-white. There was a heavy burden plastered on his face that was slightly grimacing.

“Why, Fek? If you want to eat, let's eat Bakso Abang!” take Pradita with a friendly smile.

“No, Bang!” The homeless boy in the mousy shirt shook his head, and continued, “My money is not enough to buy the meatballs you sell!”

“No need to pay. My brother loves Adek. Come in-entry!” take Pradita while holding the hand of the homeless boy named Akmar.

Akmar sat down awkwardly, and Pradita began to prepare a bowl of meatballs. What Pradita did to Akmar was recorded at a live streaming event that Pradita was doing.

In just 10 minutes, shoppers came in droves after seeing Akmar on live streaming eating so voraciously with sparkling eyes.

“Bang, its mercon meatballs one!”

“I also bang, the cheese meatballs one!”

Customers started ordering and making Pradita a distraught. Akmar who knows himself helps Pradita, but is not allowed by the red-haired man.

Pradita bends the back of his hands in turn, until a crackling sound is heard, “Time to act! Are you ready too rock!” pradita shouted with the hand pose of a rocker.

Pradita began to prepare many bowls on top of the set-up board that was on the cart. He performed the attraction of the Taksaka Dragon technique combined with the technique with the golden finger technique.

The bowls flew upwards, and almost touched the ceiling of the shop. The bowls landed perfectly, then put spices into the bowl in an anti-mainstream way, Pradita jumped, and his body in an upside down state while putting the seasoning.

After filling the meatballs in the bowl according to customer orders. The bowls were thrown by Pradita onto the tables of customers as they were ordered, and none of them spilled or fell.

All customers including Akmar applauded with a sumringah look. They are all amazed at the attractions performed by Pradita in serving meatballs.

They began to eat according to the habits of how to eat meatballs each. Some start to enjoy by sipping the sauce first, some enjoy by eating the little meatballs first.

There are also those who eat vegetables or noodles first, and some start eating with a large meatball first. Everyone seemed to enjoy the food that Pradita had served.

“Et bye! The meat is very tasty, chewy outside, but soft inside.”

“Eating this meatball keeps my uterus warm.”

“This meatball is really like a tsunami wave in my mouth. Can destroy the tapeworms that have long marched hard in my stomach.”

All customers give good, even very good, judgment. To the extent that there are added two to three bowls because it is so delicious handmade meatballs Pradita.

“Thank God, they love it,” muttered Pradita while wiping the sweat on her forehead.

In just over an hour, Pradita's meatballs ran out. The total sold 500 bowls with its first turnover reaching 11.5 million.

Each type of meatball Pradita sells varies, ranging from 10,000 to 25,000. For the drink variant there is also only sweet iced tea, there are no other variants because of the lack of people to help.

Pradita is currently cleaning up at his meat shop. Moreover, the atmosphere of the store is empty of customers, because it has run out of the meatballs that Pradita sells.

“Bang, thank you very much for the meatballs. I want to go home —”

“Where are you going home? Brother interracial ya!” cut Pradita out of pity to see Akmar in appalling condition.

Akmar was silent with a bow. He had no place to sleep, let alone a place to go home.

“You have no place to go, sorry. Brother does not demean you, but if Adek wants, Adek can stay here,” continued Pradita while thrusting his hand to Akmar to shake hands.

A moment later he removed the enerzone mask covering his face, “My name is Pradita Mahendra.”

Akmar welcomed Pradita's hand, and replied with a wry smile, “Akmar, Bang …. Yes, I have no place to live. I'm just a vagrant kid, Bang.”

Pradita hugged Akmar tightly, until the water rolled from both cheeks, and said in a sad tone, “Already, you do not need to be sad. Your fate, and your brother's fate is the same. We both have no parents. If the room wants, Akmar can sleep here, although simple. You shower, yes!”

Akmar nodded after Pradita let go of his embrace. The boy dressed in a moustache was directed by Pradita to the bathroom.

Pradita closed the rolling door of the store, after removing his motorbike to go to the mall to buy clothes, and good food for Akmar.

But after Pradita left, Gian who brought 50y of his men, banged on the door rolling door. Of course, Akmar surprised, and made him afraid, to hide under one of the tables in Pradita's room.

"Bang, hurry home, Bang. Akmar's scared, Bang!" call Akmar with a paper-white face, and hug his own knees with a trembling body.

"Mardono! Get out of you, sompret!" berang Gian while pushing the rolling door harder, and stronger.