Amy was studying at Julian's place today, so after dropping her off, Meg took Phyllis to the market.
"Come and have a look! Fresh Pikachu! Skin it off and the meat is even more tender than a rabbit! It's a rare first-level lightning magic beast! You can only find it by chance!"
"The Ice and Fire Symbiotic Lotus I just picked from the Kachar Snowy Mountain. 1000 gold coins for one. This treasure can be used to make soup to prolong one's life!"
"Blood Python from the Black Swamp! Alive! Only 100 gold coins! That includes killing it, extracting its blood, and extracting its gallbladder. Although this Jade Blood Python is extremely poisonous, its blood and gallbladder are both good for curing poisons. The snake meat can be used to make a pot of snake stew, which is incomparably delicious!
As soon as they entered the market, they were greeted by all kinds of greetings.
On the meat racks were all kinds of skinned or cut up meat from magic beasts and livestock. Some had even been butchered on the spot. It was quite a bloody scene.
Meg glanced at a magic beast that looked like a penguin in a cage in the corner. Although it was also yellow, this guy didn't seem to have the ability to release 100,000 volts, and it had a mouthful of rotten teeth. Obviously, it couldn't be sold in the pet market. It could only lie in the corner and wait to be eaten.
It was Phyllis's first time at the market. Looking at the bloody meat hanging on the meat racks and the animals struggling in the butchers' hands, she subconsciously hid behind Meg, her face slightly pale.
Mag turned to look at Firis, and quickly understood what she was trying to say. He smiled, and said, "This is a food market. The residents of Chaos City use money to buy live or processed ingredients here, and then bring them home to cook. This process is slightly different from obtaining ingredients in the wild. Moreover, most of the bosses who are responsible for slaughtering are not hunters. They buy fresh ingredients from hunters or mercenaries and then sell them in the market after processing. This processing can eliminate the intermediate steps of obtaining ingredients. It can be regarded as a division of labor in the entire society. "
"Division of labor?" A thoughtful look appeared on Phyllis's face. She then looked at the customers in front of the stalls who pointed at a piece of meat on the meat rack. After paying a certain amount of gold coins, they could directly take the piece of meat that had already been dehaired.
The elves of the Wind Forest had once lived a self-sufficient life. Even now, some of the major families were responsible for hunting, while others were responsible for cooking. However, all of the production was limited to their own families, unlike here, where they used money as a link to trade with people who were completely unrelated to them. This was a very novel way of doing things.
Meg continued, "This is a stage in the development of society. People's productivity has surpassed the stage of self-sufficiency. Excess goods can be traded, and the emergence of currency allows goods to circulate. Of course, most of the places on the Norland Continent were already quite developed, and as long as you had money, you could buy most of the goods you wanted. The elves might be a little special. Apart from external transactions, they don't use much currency in The Wind Forest. "
"Currency, goods …" Phyllis mused. She had never used currency in The Wind Forest. Everything she needed could be found in the forest or in the storehouse. However, the world outside the forest was not like that.
"Let's go and buy some beef first. I'll teach you how to make beef kebabs today," Meg said to Phyllis, who was still thinking. They walked straight to a beef stall.
Roasting beef kebabs required a lot of skill, and required an extremely high level of control over the sauces and the heat. Furthermore, the kebabs had to be cooked at all times, and Mag had to constantly flip the kebabs to control the heat. If Mag were to focus on multiple things at the same time, he could easily overcook a few kebabs, or even destroy the entire batch.
It couldn't be better if there was someone who could be responsible for making kebabs.
Of course, the most important thing was that … many people ordered kebabs, which could support a huge turnover every day.
Meg had thought of asking Phyllis to start with Yangzhou fried rice like the system, but on second thought, Yangzhou fried rice was actually above average among all the dishes he had made.
Whether it was how to make the eggs perfectly wrap around the rice grains without breaking or sticking together during the frying process, how to make the various ingredients reach the most perfect level at the same time, and the various techniques to control the big iron wok, all of them required a long time of practice.
Meg, on the other hand, was a man who could control four wok at the same time.
After careful consideration, beef kebabs were undoubtedly the best choice for Phyllis.
"Is that the one who skewers beef on thin bamboo sticks?" Phyllis asked in a low voice, her voice full of surprise.
"Yes," Meg answered casually as he glanced at the beef on the meat rack.
The smile on Firis's face widened even further. Mag's method of roasting beef was completely different from what she had seen in the past. She had never seen anyone cut beef into small pieces before roasting them on a skewer, but the delectable flavor imbued within that small skewer had left her completely stunned.
She was going to find out what kind of secret was hidden in ordinary beef very soon. That feeling made her feel a little excited, but she still looked at Mag carefully as he was choosing the meat. Mag had told her that on the way here. Choosing ingredients was an important compulsory lesson for a chef. Mag had told her that on the way here.
"I want the brain meat of this beef, but I don't want the refined meat below," Meg said after looking for a while, pointing at a piece of the brain meat that was as fat as a snowflake.
"This piece of beef is very good. If you take it back and stew it, it will make a good dish to go with wine. You really don't want it?" The butcher picked up the piece of meat and said with a smile.
"The meat is good, but I don't need it." Meg shook his head with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll cut it for you right away." The butcher felt that it was a pity, but he didn't say much. He neatly cut off the brain meat, weighed it, tied it with a straw rope, and handed it to Meg.
Meg took the beef, paid the money, and led Phyllis to the next beef shop.
Phyllis looked at the piece of meat in Meg's hand. The snowflake-like fat evenly covered the whole piece of beef, and it looked very beautiful.
But when it came to meat, most people only liked to eat lean meat. Why did he choose such a balanced meat? Moreover, he only wanted the part where the cow's brain was involved.
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