Amy was studying with Julian today, and after dropping her off, McGonagall took Phyllis to the market.

"Come and take a look, fresh Pikachu, peeled off, the meat is more tender than a rabbit, a rare first-class thunderbolt demonic beast, you can't find it!"

"The Ice and Fire Symbiotic Lotus that has just been picked up from the Kachar Snow Mountain, 1,000 gold coins each, this baby is a great tonic for longevity when used to boil soup!"

"A bloody python in the Black Swamp, alive! Only 100 gold! Bao slaughter, blood, gall, although this blood python is highly poisonous, but the blood and snake gall are good things to nourish and detoxify, snake meat is used to make a pot of snake meat soup, it is even more delicious! ”

As soon as I entered the vegetable market, all kinds of greetings came to my face.

The meat rack was hung with the meat of all kinds of monsters and ordinary livestock that had been skinned and cramped, or had been cut, and there were also slaughtered by the boss on the spot, and the scene was quite bloody.

McGonagall glanced at the penguin-like monster in the cage in the corner, although it was also yellow, but this guy didn't seem to have the ability to release 100,000 volts, and had a mouthful of rotten teeth, obviously unable to enter the pet market, so he could only lie in the corner waiting to be eaten.

It was the first time Phyllis had come to the market, and looking at the bloody meat hanging on the meat racks, and the beasts struggling in the butcher's hands, she subconsciously ducked behind McGonagall, her face slightly pale.

McGonagall glanced back at Phyllis, quickly understood something, and smiled, "This is the wet market, and the residents of Chaos City use their money to buy live or processed ingredients from here, and then take them home to cook, the process is a bit different from getting the ingredients directly in the wild. Moreover, most of these slaughtering bosses are not hunters, they buy fresh ingredients from hunters or mercenaries, and then sell them in the vegetable market after a certain amount of processing, which can eliminate the intermediate steps of buyers to obtain ingredients, which is a division of labor in the whole society. ”

"Division of labor?" Phyllis had a thoughtful look on her face, and then looked at the customers in front of the stalls, pointed to a certain piece of meat on the meat rack, and after paying a certain amount of gold, she could directly take the piece of meat that had been dehaired.

The elves of the Forest of the Wind used to be self-sufficient, and even now, some elves are responsible for hunting and some are responsible for cooking, but all production is confined to the family, unlike here, where money is used as a link to trade with people who are not related to each other, which makes her feel very new.

McGonagall continued: "This is a stage in the development of society, where the productive forces of people have crossed the stage of self-sufficiency, surplus goods can be traded, and the advent of money allows commodities to circulate. Of course, most of the places on the Nolan continent are now relatively mature, and as long as you have currency, you can buy most of the goods you want. The Elves may be a bit special, and they don't use much currency in the Wind Forest except for external transactions. ”

"Money, commodities......" Phyllis thought for herself, she had never used currency in the Forest of Winds, and everything she needed could be found in the forest, or in the treasury, but in the world outside the forest, it turned out that this was not the case.

"Let's go over there and have a look, let's go buy some beef first, and teach you a barbecue beef skewer today." McGonagall spoke to Phyllis, who was still thinking, and walked straight to the nearby beef stall.

Roast beef skewers are technical work, for the preparation of sauce, the control of the heat has extremely high requirements, and this skewer has to be guarded all the time, and has to keep flipping to control the heat, McGonagall is multi-purpose, one carelessly grilled a few skewers, may be ruined a whole handful, this ingredient is expensive.

It would be nice to have someone who could be in charge of the skewers.

Of course, the most important thing is ...... There are still many people who order kebabs, and they can support a huge turnover every day.

McGonagall also thought about letting Phyllis start with Yangzhou fried rice like a system, but if she thought about it, among the dishes he cooked, the difficulty of Yangzhou fried rice was actually medium to high.

Whether it's how to wrap the eggs perfectly around the rice without breaking or sticking during the frying process, how to make the various ingredients reach the most perfect level in the stir-fry together, and how to control the big iron pot, all of them require a long time of practice.

And McGonagall, the man who can control four pots at once.

All things considered, the kebab is undoubtedly the most suitable for Phyllis.

"Is that the one who roasted the beef on thin bamboo strips?" Phyllis hurried to follow, whispering full of surprise.

"Yes." McGonagall casually replied as she glanced at the beef on the meat rack.

The smile on Phyllis's face grew, and the way McGonagall roasted beef was completely different from what she had seen before, she had never seen anyone cut beef into small pieces and grilled it together, but she was amazed by the deliciousness contained in that small skewer.

What kind of secrets are hidden in ordinary beef, she will soon be able to know, this feeling makes her a little excited, but she still looks at McGonagall who is choosing meat, the choice of ingredients is an important compulsory course for a chef, this is what McGonagall told her on the way here.

"I want the upper brain meat of this beef, and I don't want the lean meat on the lower part." McGonagall looked at it for a moment, then pointed to a piece of fat like a snowflake.

"This piece of beef is good, take it back and stew it, but it's just a pot of first-class appetizers, little brother really doesn't want it?" The owner of the meat seller picked up the piece of meat and said with a smile.

"The meat is good, but it's not needed." McGonagall laughed and shook her head.

"Okay, then I'll cut it for you." The boss was a little pity, but he didn't say much, and quickly cut off the piece of beef brain, weighed it, tied it with a straw rope, and handed it to McGonagall.

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

Phyllis looked at the piece of meat in McGonagall's hand, the snowflake-like fat evenly covered the whole piece of beef, and it looked very good.

It's just that many people only like to eat lean meat, why did he choose such a fat and thin combination? And it's just a matter of the cow's brain.

"Roast beef skewers, the best part is the beef brain, this part of the beef is fat and thin, roasted on the fire, no need to brush much oil, the fat in the meat will be nourishing outward, and the beef after roasting will not appear dry, and the taste is better." McGonagall seemed to see Phyllis's doubts, and explained with a smile: "But not all beef brain meat is OK, you see the piece I chose, the fat is very evenly distributed, the meat is fresh but not deep, it can be regarded as a top grade, and then look at the piece over there......"

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