Reborn in Japan as a Chef God

"What, sold out?!"

"Damn, what's going on, the stock shows zero! @Master Xia come out and explain!"

"Ah, I didn't get it, rolling on the floor begging for another launch, I know there must be plenty of stock!"

These replies were precisely the chaos under the social media posts of Xia Yu's personal platform.

What?

Xia Yu left the glasshouse and walked down the long corridor of the farm office, casually picked up her phone intending to check the public's response to Xia's Farm's product launch, only to log into the platform and be frightened by a barrage of irate replies.

"Stock is zero?"

"Sold out?"

Xia Yu asked Ichise Hui in the office, clearly confused.

Ichise Hui nodded gravely, "Yes, they were all snapped up."

"It's been less than an hour, right?" Xia Yu glanced at the phone's time, her heart jolted, it was just after one in the afternoon Tokyo Time, which means around noon in China.

Ichise Hui opened his mouth, "Actually, it all sold out within the first fifteen minutes, the site even crashed, unresponsive..."

Xia Yu was truly astounded, speechless.

The pricing of 9,998 yen wasn't particularly high, but it definitely wasn't low either, entering luxury consumer territory, and after several discussions with Ichise Hui, they decided to reduce the 2-liter bottles to 1-liter bottles, halving the quantity of each bottle.

A product around 600 RMB was almost like a small figurine, but while figurines are collectibles, 1 liter of alcohol isn't a lot—it can disappear in the blink of an eye if one is slightly greedy.

So, no matter how you looked at it, this mid-to-high-end alcohol shouldn't be selling like this.

No, it was selling too well, beyond any normal logic!

"Twenty thousand bottles sold out in 15 minutes, doesn't that mean the farm's revenue hit 200 million yen in an instant?" Xia Yu was astonished.

This ability to attract cash was comparable to the income from Zhonghua Building during the academy festival, of course, that was without fleecing any big spenders with hidden menu items.

Subconsciously, she checked a ranking list provided by the system, only to find that Xia's Farm, in the Japan region, was ranked well past ten thousand, nothing noteworthy. However, following the online store's opening, the ranking skyrocketed, shedding a zero, shooting past the one thousand mark.

"Holy shit, from ten thousand to one thousand, that's one hell of a super leap forward!"

Xia Yu had to check the numbers several times before she could believe them.

"[Xia's Farm]

Scale: Small

Current Revenue: About 200 million yen (day's total)

Profit Margin: High (50% and above)

..."

Jeez.

Seeing the profit situation, Xia Yu's doubts vanished; selling alcohol really was a highly profitable business, no wonder Moutai Company's profits hovered around 50% every year.

She did some quick math.

Taking the "Seven-Colored Snow Woman" as an example, since the Rainbow Fruit was a renewable resource, which could be harvested every month or two, neither Xia Yu nor the system considered counting the cost of this ingredient at all.

Why?

Considering the 20,000 bottles of alcohol sold this time, totaling 20,000 liters, it was equivalent to mixing just one drop of Rainbow Fruit juice into a 20-ton pool of alcohol—how's that for an analogy?

So, how many bottles of "Seven-Colored Snow Woman" could actually be produced from the three traditional Lotus Leaf Jars filled with liquid at home? Xia Yu just wanted to exclaim—I can't even calculate that!

"Dudu, dududu..."

The phone kept ringing, as she was checking the sales data from the online store's backend, Xia Yu frowned and glanced at the caller ID, and then answered.

"Sold out?"

The voice on the other end opened with a question.

"Yeah."

Hearing that, Eriina at the Tiqie Mansion's living room table, with a black line on her forehead while staring at her laptop's webpage, gritted her teeth, "I didn't manage to grab one either!"

Alice knew who she was on the phone with, immediately leaned forward, and came closer, pleading pitifully, "Instructor, Eriina and I both missed out, we almost broke our fingers clicking the mouse!"

Xia Yu was taken aback, then laughed, "Why go through all that trouble? You can come directly to the store and be treated for free."

Exuberant cheers came through the receiver.

No sooner had she hung up, the phone rang again, it was Sen Tian Makoto, who was hiding in a corner of the Polar Star Dormitory lobby, glancing at her dejected dorm mates, she whispered, "Yu, when will the next batch of 'Seven-Colored Snow Woman' be available?"

"Well, it depends on the situation, as we don't have much stock left. This batch once sold out, the next production will have to wait for the base liquor to arrive, that's a matter of two to three months."

Sen Tian Makoto could only explain to Xia Yu the reason for her friends' current disappointment.

"Haha!"

Xia Yu found it hilariously amusing, subtly hinting, "Tell them that it's Ichise managing the farm."

He didn't mind giving the people of Polar Star Dormitory a little benefit, but only internally.

"Ooh!" Sen Tian Makoto understood, just about to hang up the phone, she suddenly asked, "I heard there's a Christmas food festival in the shopping street in two days?"

"Mhm, Uncle Sen Tian must have told you. Go for it, Sen Tian Pastry Shop!"

With kind words, he sent off many friends and relatives.

He and Ichise Hui continued to examine the backend data.

Indeed, the online store system they had invested heavily in was worth its salt, with very clear backend data. The customers who bought 'Seven-Colored Snow Woman' were just over 51% from Japan itself, with the rest being international orders.

Ichise Hui was busy arranging domestic shipping. Orders within Tokyo would be delivered by tomorrow evening, other cities and regions would receive their items by end of day tomorrow. International orders wouldn't be as quick, all shipped together, with an estimated arrival to customers within about a week.

"We should have good reviews by tonight!"

Xia Yu couldn't help but look forward to it.

The feedback from the outside world, he truly wanted to see it, that sense of achievement from the flood of positive reviews goes without saying.

Heh.

A small product, but filled with sincerity.

...

That very evening.

Tokyo, Ikebukuro.

In a detached house, the food and competitive eater YouTuber, Senge jiizi, was preparing the food for her livestream tonight. She was cooking ramen, and of course, the cooking process was fully exposed to the live camera, with the laptop screen on the small table behind her filled with a barrage of comments, revealing her popularity.

Senge jiizi was indeed a celebrity, a 28-year-old female with the charisma and dressing style reminiscent of a Shibuya fashionista.

Also, with titles such as entertainer, singer, competitive eater, and food critic, all bestowed upon Senge jiizi. She was considered the queen of Japan's competitive eating world, having once single-handedly finished 16 bowls of ramen to win an eating contest, nearly reviving the competitive eating competitions that had been dormant for years, and bringing them back into public attention.

"Ah, going for a ramen challenge tonight?"

"Wonder what style of ramen it is, Jinzi's record is 16 bowls, and that was three years ago. Can she break it?"

As the comments floated by, Senge jiizi boiled the water, about to blanch the handmade noodles, when the doorbell unexpectedly rang.

She apologized to her audience, "Excuse me, I'll go answer the door."

She clomped to the entryway in her slippers.

Outside, a delivery guy in uniform handed her a sealed package, "Hello, Miss Senge, this is your package, please sign for it."

The delivery was from the commonly seen Black Cat Courier service in Japan, Senge jiizi signed for it, shutting the door while puzzled, she examined the delivery slip.

"What's this? Ah!"

Her gaze fixed on the sender's information, the word "Xia's Farm" was extremely eye-catching. Senge jiizi blinked, then incredulously covered her mouth, "So fast, is this same-day delivery?"

Thump thump thump!

Gasping for air and clutching the package tightly, she ran back to the camera, her excitement palpable to her viewers, "Everyone, look at the package in my hands, hahahaha, I'm certain I must be one of the quickest to receive it!"

"Cancel!"

"Tonight's ramen eating show is canceled, replaced by a special review of 'Seven-Colored Snow Woman'!"

And then, the comment section exploded.