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In fact, this customer didn't come here just to smell the "incense", but a friend who came along with the little worker who treated the disease and brought his son to show Cecil.

Cecil specially took care of the little worker to come for a "follow-up consultation". Of course, it also meant to promote the business, so forget about the farmer. They eat magic bread and look down on real meat.Mrs. Klass's family members and relatives have also notified her. However, she said that she has to work from sunrise and there is no time to come. Counting the time, it is almost time to get off work at this time.

"This is really delicious." The bearded man ate very fast, swallowing a piece of meat in one bite, "Is it true that there are three pieces for one copper?"

The meat was carefully calculated by Cecil. It would be difficult for an adult man to swallow it in one bite. He didn’t care if he didn’t feel full after eating it. He wanted to include the five silver coins that he bribed the city management into the cost. Originally, there was only human cost!

Even so, a family of three with three slices is almost half full, which is already a good deal for ordinary people.

"Yes, one copper and three pieces." Cecil said, "How many pieces do you want?"

"Uh——" the bearded man let out a long, full belch, "I've already taken two slices, and there's one more slice, and three more slices."

"Okay, two coppers."

Cecil's BBQ stand's first income: two coppers.

The bearded man ate with great interest, and the little worker standing beside him swallowed hard: "Master Knight..."

"How many slices do you want?"

"Three pieces!" Xiaogong said loudly, "Three pieces are enough! Besides, my child..."

While oiling the grill, Cecil glanced at Xiaogong's child. After a few days of recuperation, the child's vitality was strong again. Although he was still sallow and emaciated, his spirit was indeed much better.

"It's okay, it should be fine."

"Uh-huh."

Xiaogong answered vaguely, stuffing meat into his mouth desperately. Compared with others, he was thinner and smaller, so he couldn't swallow a piece of meat in one gulp, but he was not slow at all in eating.

Cecil baked fast and people ate fast.

"I've never eaten such delicious barbecue!" The bearded man swept away the six pieces of meat and patted his stomach, "It's completely different from what I ate before!"

"Well, this is rhinoceros meat." Cecil smiled authentically, "What kind of meat do you usually eat?"

"Yak meat." The bearded man said, "Mooshi gave us delicious food, but compared to this meat..."

"It's all beef." Before the other party said something that seemed disrespectful, Cecil snapped back, "Yak meat is also delicious, but it won't sell for a copper coin!"

The bearded man nodded and said, "One more copper coin!"

Cecil asked Mrs. Klass why the commoners of Ebo didn't hunt on the savannah?

"It's very dangerous, Sir Knight. Beasts have no fixed place to live, and they are easy to lose their way on the prairie, and some wild beasts are very ferocious, what if they are injured?" Mrs. Krass said, "By comparison, farms and grazing The job is much safer, although the income is not much, at least I can make ends meet.”

Cecil understood. After all, he likes to take a chance. There are still a few people who change their bicycles into motorcycles. Most people still seek a safe life, which is their nature.

Ebo does have a hunting team, which is composed of some professional hunters and Moose priests. They go out once a month, and they will bring a lot of meat. Most civilians buy it back and simply cook it, and eat it without salt. , only eat food with salt on festivals and special days. Even so, it is usually not handled so carefully. It is common to have a mixture of muddy and smelly smells. Don’t even think about slicing, because ordinary civilians There are no metal knives, only rough-polished hardwood, which can barely cut the meat into small pieces.

Not everyone is like Cecil, who can live comfortably on the grassland with bare hands.

Xiao Gong, his father and son, and the bearded man kept stuffing their throats until they stopped. Xiao Gong showed a pained and cheerful expression. Probably a copper coin was not money that he could pay casually, but the bearded man looked satisfied.

"Master Knight, I have to say that your food is an eye-opener for me." The bearded man sighed, "I really hope to try the yak meat made in this way."

"Okay, you can bring yak meat, and the processing fee is half a copper coin." Cecil said by the way.

The bearded man's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Why not?" Cecil asked strangely.

"No, I thought this is your unique way of grilling meat, and you have to use your meat." The bearded man's expression was completely relaxed, "Please forgive my doubts, and I apologize to you, you really just want to make money!"

Cecil said helplessly: "Of course, it's just for making money. If you want to eat yak meat, you can just bring it."

"Okay, I'll bring the meat tomorrow." The bearded man turned and left.

Until dark, there were only three customers. Mrs. Klass's family did not come, and she was quite disappointed.

Cecil looked at the exhausted beef leg—most of which filled the stomachs of elk and Dali—and sighed, "Let's go."

On the first day, I earned four copper coins, a huge loss.

After returning home, he washed the bones and put them in a hardwood cauldron to cook soup. Cecil reported the loss to Langdon dejectedly.

"Don't mind, it's just a small business anyway." Langdon said with a smile, "Besides, it's only the first day, take your time."

"Well, I want to try making beef noodles tomorrow." Cecil said, "I inquired, Ebo has wheat and flour, which can be used to make noodles."

"Are you going to buy it and make it yourself?" Langdon asked.

"It's a waste of time to go back and forth." Cecil said, "I want Mrs. Class to buy it back, and then I will do it on the mountain, but it will take water to make more hard wooden barrels. ?"

"No, I'll go with you, use the magic water." Langdon said.

Cecil was taken aback, and said, "Isn't the cost too high?"

"It's okay, it's only temporary. I'll have a chance to make a real bucket in the future. The brine bucket is too small, isn't it enough?"

Langdon was right. To make noodles, water is essential, and there are many other things, but Cecil guessed that there must be none here. Besides, the flour here does not know whether it can be used to make noodles. , in case the flour is wrong, it will disperse when it is watered.

After observing the business on the first day, the magic elk said that it was too boring and would not come. Cecil said that he was not free the next day, so let's make an appointment after seeing the saffron.

Dali was very virtuous and offered to help. After all, he had eaten in vain. At least he still had some strength and he could use magic.

The next day, Cecil got up early in the morning and urged Mrs. Class to carry the hardwood cauldron with the bone soup up the mountain. This was not an easy task, but it was necessary, and only Mrs. Class It is only possible to do it with the strange power, but the picture of a group of big men looking at a petite woman carrying a cauldron is really unbearable to look at.

Unashamedly, Langdon set off with his greatsword in charge of felling a tree thick enough to serve as a felt board for noodle rubbing near the stall.

Each of the four children was responsible for carrying a certain amount of meat, and Luther carried a flammable branch to light the grill, as well as a bag of mushrooms, salt, and a full water bottle.

The mushroom house was growing well, especially after the well was dug, with a humid, fertile, and dark environment, the yellow mushrooms on the plateau were mitotically dividing slowly, and Cecil was very pleased to see it.

The composting is working, Cecil can see the water separating out of the pit, it just stinks...

When they arrived at the place where the stall was set up, the genius was bright, but Cecil was surprised to find that someone was waiting there.

The bearded man also brought a friend over today. They are about the same size, look about the same, and even dress about the same.

"Good morning, Sir Knight." The bearded man held up the meat tied with a straw rope in his hand, "I brought yak meat."

"Good morning, which part of the cow's meat?" Cecil said.

The bearded man gestured on his chest: "Ribs."

"Rib meat is very suitable for grilling." Cecil said, "Would you like to try mushrooms? It will have a different flavor."

"Mushroom?" The bearded man raised his eyebrows, "Not all mushrooms can be eaten..."

"You can watch me eat a piece first, of course I guarantee that all mushrooms are safe." Cecil said.

The bearded man thought for a while: "If possible, can you take a bite? Of course, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you are a knight, and you may not be able to distinguish this kind of country food clearly."

Cecil: "..."

This is the first time I have heard such a request.

While Langdon was chopping the tree, the bearded man and his friends watched with respect, while Cecil prepared the ingredients in an orderly manner and put them on the grill. Ten minutes later, the customer had the mushroom barbecue with one bite .

Compared with the little worker yesterday, the bearded man and his friends seem to eat meat more often. Although they tasted boldly, they didn't have that eager attitude. They were full of praise while eating, sweating profusely.

"I have to say, Sir Knight, your approach to food is refreshing!" The bearded man chewed a bitten mushroom, and said vaguely, "This is a local yellow mushroom, I have seen it, hungry people Some will pick and eat, some will die and some will not, it is very strange, probably this is the will of Mooshi."

"Although some mushrooms look similar, they are not the same." Cecil explained casually.

To be honest, the roasted yak meat is really different. It is not only tender but also has a different aroma. Even if there is no seasoning, it has little fishy smell. The smell makes Cecil a little hungry.He was going to eat on the mountain, but now there is no time, these two are like a bottomless pit, they don't seem to have enough to eat at all.

"It's finished." Langdon came over with the sword on his shoulder and said, smiling and nodding at the customers, polite and thoughtful, "It's been washed with water, go and have a look."

It was a tree about as thick as a frying pan, hewn into stakes, its surface scoured by a knife, cleanly washed, and smelling of fresh wood.

"Is there anything new?" This time, the bearded man took the initiative to ask, "Is it related to that pot of soup?"

Cecil said: "Do you want to try something called beef noodles?"