[Godavarikhani – Morning, Year: 2011]
Stepping out into the busy streets of Godavarikhani, Srinivas took a deep breath. The morning air smelled of coal dust, freshly made dosa, and endless possibilities.
"Okay, System, ₹500 in one day... what can I do?" he murmured, eyeing the bustling market ahead.
[System]: Recommend utilizing future knowledge to achieve quick profits.
Srinivas grinned slightly. "Future knowledge, huh? Lucky I know this place better than anyone."
He quickly remembered something—back in his original life, a popular snack vendor named Ramayya had just started selling a unique, spicy samosa recipe around this time. Those samosas had become incredibly famous, selling hundreds each day.
Right now, though, Ramayya was unknown, barely selling anything near the old cinema hall.
"Bingo."
Srinivas headed straight for the vendor stall near the cinema hall. Ramayya, a middle-aged man with a tired look, was placing fresh samosas into a small basket.
"Uncle, how much for one samosa?" Srinivas asked.
"₹2," Ramayya said dully. "But nobody is buying anyway."
"I'll buy fifty," Srinivas declared confidently.
Ramayya stared at him, mouth agape. "F-Fifty? Are you serious, young man?"
"Very," Srinivas smiled, pulling out his savings—exactly ₹100 he'd kept hidden in his notebook from his parents. He handed it over.
"B-But why?" Ramayya stuttered, surprised.
"Trust me, Uncle," Srinivas reassured him with a calm smile. "Your samosas are about to become famous."
He gathered the samosas neatly into bags and quickly moved towards the local junior college gate. Students there were always hungry, but too lazy to walk far.
"Time to test my business instincts."
At the college gate, Srinivas began shouting energetically.
"Fresh, hot, spicy samosas! Limited quantity! Only ₹5 each!"
Curiosity quickly drew a small crowd.
"Samosa at ₹5? What's special about it?" a familiar, arrogant voice questioned from the side.
Srinivas turned to see Mahesh, a well-known rich kid from the neighborhood, smirking mockingly.
"You'll know once you taste it," Srinivas replied calmly, unfazed by Mahesh's provocation.
"Alright, give me two," Mahesh snorted, handing over ₹10.
Within moments, Mahesh's expression shifted dramatically. "Whoa, this tastes amazing!"
Hearing Mahesh's praise, everyone rushed forward, eager to buy.
In less than twenty minutes, Srinivas sold out completely. His pockets now bulged with ₹250—already halfway to his goal.
Thrilled with his first success, Srinivas hurried back to Ramayya.
"More samosas! Another fifty!" Srinivas grinned, handing over ₹100 from his profits.
"Young man, are you sure you're not an angel sent by God?" Ramayya laughed, deeply moved.
Srinivas chuckled. "Just an aspiring businessman, Uncle."
Returning to the crowded college gate again, Srinivas raised his voice confidently.
"Back by popular demand—hot samosas! Get them before they're gone!"
Another crowd surged forward.
By noon, Srinivas sold every samosa yet again, ending with ₹400 in his pocket. He just needed ₹100 more.
[System]: Host has displayed excellent sales skills. 80% of Quest complete.
Srinivas smiled inwardly.
"Now, what's next?"
His eyes fell on the mobile recharge store opposite the college, sparking another memory from his past life.
A popular telecom company, Airpel, was scheduled to announce a special recharge offer later that evening—something that had caused huge excitement in the original timeline. Back then, Airpel offered customers a ₹100 talk-time balance for just a ₹50 recharge. Because it was such a fantastic deal, customers had flooded mobile stores, causing long queues and massive sales for the shops that promoted the offer early.
Srinivas quickly formulated his plan. If he could convince Venkatesh, the mobile recharge shop owner, to start offering this deal ahead of the official announcement, they'd gain huge profits by being the first and only store promoting it.
He crossed the street and approached Venkatesh with enthusiasm.
"Venkatesh uncle, listen carefully—I have information that can significantly boost your sales today," Srinivas said urgently.
Venkatesh looked curious. "What information, Srinivas?"
"Airpel is launching a special recharge offer tonight—₹50 recharge giving customers ₹100 worth of talk-time," Srinivas explained slowly. "Right now, nobody knows about it yet. If you start advertising this offer immediately, you'll attract a large crowd and sell more recharges before other stores even find out."
Venkatesh paused, clearly intrigued but cautious. "That's a tempting offer, but how can I trust your information?"
"If I'm wrong, you lose nothing. If I'm right, you pay me a small commission for every recharge we sell from now until evening. Fair?" Srinivas suggested confidently.
Venkatesh hesitated briefly, then nodded. "Alright, I'll trust you."
Quickly, they prepared a large promotional poster that boldly declared: "Special Airpel Offer! ₹50 recharge = ₹100 Talk-Time!"
Within minutes, intrigued customers started gathering around Venkatesh's shop, eager to confirm and take advantage of the promotion. By evening, sales had soared far beyond usual numbers, and Srinivas had earned more than enough in commissions to exceed his original goal."
By evening, Srinivas was smiling victoriously as he counted exactly ₹700 in his hand. He had not only surpassed his goal but had also gained a trusted partner—Venkatesh, the recharge store owner who eagerly shook hands with him.
"You truly have an extraordinary mind for business, young man," Venkatesh praised sincerely. "We should do this again."
"We certainly will," Srinivas promised, heart swelling with newfound confidence.
A system notification blinked cheerfully:
[Quest Completed]
Reward Unlocked: Business Intuition (Lv.1)
Srinivas grinned proudly.
This was just the beginning.