Chapter 880

Amy is studying with Julian today. After seeing her off, MEG takes Phyllis to the market.

"Come and have a look, fresh Pikachu. Once the skin is peeled, the meat is tender than the rabbit. It's a rare first-class thunder Warcraft. Can you meet it or not?"

"The ice fire symbiotic lotus just picked from the kachar snow mountain is 1000 gold coins. It's a great tonic for prolonging life to make soup."

"A blue blood Python from the black swamp, alive! Only 100 gold coins! Although the blue blood Python is highly toxic, the blue blood and snake gall are both good for nourishing and detoxifying. Snake meat is used to make a pot of snake meat soup, which is even more delicious! "

As soon as I entered the market, all kinds of greetings came.

On the meat rack, there are all kinds of meat of Warcraft and ordinary livestock that have been skinned and cramped, or cut, and the boss slaughtered on the spot. The scene is quite bloody.

McGonagall took a look at the penguin like Warcraft in the cage in the corner. Although it was also yellow, this guy didn't seem to have the ability to release 100000 volts, and he had a mouthful of rotten teeth. Obviously, he couldn't enter the pet market and had to lie down in the corner waiting to be eaten.

Phyllis came to the market for the first time. Looking at the bloody meat hanging on the meat rack and the animals struggling in the butcher's hands, she subconsciously hid behind MEG, with a pale face.

McGonagall looked back at Phyllis, quickly understood what, and said with a smile: "this is a vegetable market. The residents of chaotic city use money to buy live or processed food materials from here, and then take them home for cooking. This process is different from that of directly obtaining food materials in the wild. Moreover, most of these slaughtering bosses are not hunters. They buy fresh food materials from hunters or mercenaries, and then sell them in the vegetable market after certain processing. This processing can eliminate the intermediate steps for buyers to obtain food materials, which can be regarded as a way of division of labor in the whole society. "

"Division of labor?" Felice's face showed a trace of thinking, and then looked at the guests in front of the stalls, pointed to a piece of meat on the meat rack, paid a certain amount of gold, then she could directly take away the piece of meat that had been depilated.

The elves of wind forest used to be self-sufficient. Even now, some elves in the major families are responsible for hunting, and some elves are responsible for cooking, but all production is limited to the family. Unlike here, they usually use money as a link to trade with unrelated people. This way makes her feel very novel.

McGonagall went on: "this is a stage of social development. People's productivity has crossed the stage of self-sufficiency. Surplus goods can be traded, and the emergence of money makes goods circulate. Of course, most parts of Nolan mainland are relatively mature now. As long as you have money, you can buy most of the goods you want. The elves may be special. Apart from foreign trade, they don't use much money in the wind forest. "

"Money, goods..." Felice is thoughtful. She has never used money in the wind forest. Everything she needs can be found in the forest or in the warehouse. But in the world outside the forest, it is not like this.

"Let's go there and have a look. First we'll buy some beef. Today we'll teach you how to roast beef kebabs." McGonagall and Felice, who was still thinking, said a word and went straight to the beef stand.

Roast beef kebab is a kind of technical work. It has very high requirements for the sauce deployment and the control of the fire. Besides, the kebab has to be watched all the time, and the fire has to be controlled constantly. McGonagall is so versatile that he can cook several kebabs without paying attention to them. Maybe the whole kebab will be destroyed. The food is expensive.

It would be great if someone could be in charge of kebabs.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are still many people who order kebabs, which can support a huge turnover every day.

McGonagall also wanted to let Phyllis start with Yangzhou fried rice like the system, but if you think about it carefully, the difficulty of Yangzhou fried rice can be regarded as the top among the dishes he cooked.

No matter how to make the egg perfectly wrapped on the rice grain and not damaged or stuck in the process of frying, how to make all kinds of food ingredients reach the most perfect level at the same time, and how to control the skills of the big iron pot, all of them need a long time to practice.

Meg, however, is a man who can control four pots at the same time.

After comprehensive consideration, roast beef kebab is undoubtedly the most suitable for Phyllis.

"Is that the one who roasts beef on bamboo strips?" Phyllis quickly followed, full of surprise whispers.

"Yes." McGonagall said casually as he scanned the beef on the rack.

The stronger the smile on Phyllis's face, the different the way McGonagall roasted the beef. She had never seen anyone cut the beef into small pieces and string them together. But the delicacy contained in the small string surprised her.

What's the secret hidden in the ordinary beef? She will soon be able to know. This kind of feeling makes her a little excited, but she still looks at McGonagall carefully. The choice of food materials is an important compulsory course for a chef, which McGonagall told her on the way here.

"I'll have the upper part of the beef, but not the lower part of the beef." MEG looked at it for a while and pointed to a piece of beef, which was as fat as snow.

"This piece of beef is good. Take it back to stew, but it's a pot of good food and wine. Don't you really want it?" The butcher picked up the meat and said with a smile.

"The meat is good, but it's not necessary." MEG laughed and shook his head.

"Well, I'll cut it for you." The boss was a pity, but he didn't say much. He cut off the upper head of the cow, weighed it, tied it with straw rope and handed it to MEG.

McGonagall took the beef, gave the money and took Phyllis to the next beef shop.

Phyllis looked at the piece of meat in McGonagall's hand. The snow like fat covered the whole piece of beef evenly. It looked very good.

It's just that many people only like lean meat. Why did he choose such a fat and thin one? And it's just a piece of the brain.

"The best part of the roast beef kebab is the beef on the head. The beef in this part is fat and thin. When it is roasted on the fire, it doesn't need much oil. The fat in the meat will come out, and the roasted beef will not look dry and taste better." McGonagall seemed to see Phyllis's doubts and explained with a smile, "but not all beef brains are OK. Look at this one I chose. The fat is evenly distributed. The color of the meat is fresh but not deep. It's top grade. Look at that one over there..."