Now that the target has been determined, a store has been entered.

Then when the target is inside the store, it is the best time to test it.

With this in mind, Cavendish and Jack made a "stop" gesture to their companions behind them at the same time.

The two of them sorted out their appearances and appearances, and then walked straight towards the "Old Gentleman's Poultry Shop".

Because these two stalkers are making decisions and acting at the same time almost at the same time.

So much so that when they entered the door, they couldn't help but see each other.

Unfortunately, Jack went on a trip to run errands half a year ago and just came back not long ago.

Cavendish was only transferred to the fog capital in the past six months, and it didn't take long for him to gain a foothold here.

So although the two are not low in status and are both famous for each other, they have never met at all.

At the same time as they saw each other, Cavendish and Jack raised their eyebrows at the same time.

Cavendish looked first at Jack's gentleman's signature suit and leather shoes, and then at the silver watch and silver chain on his chest, and seemed to feel something strange.

Jack also looked at Cavendis's aristocratic hunting suit first, and then at his gorgeous cicada-shaped wide tie, and also felt a little strange.

...... What's going on with this guy?

Dressed like this, but you want to come to the animal shop to pick out birds?

Hmph, at first glance, he looks like a weirdo.

Almost at the same time, there was a slight contempt in the eyes of both of them.

But even so, Jack paused slightly to avoid attracting attention.

Cavendish walked into the store first, and walked proudly.

Looking at this young man who came to buy chickens and poultry but dragged him as if he didn't recognize his six relatives, Jack couldn't help but shake his head.

In normal times, Jack would have had to teach the young man a lesson, pull him into the alley and teach him the art of disembowelment.

But now it was the time of the mission, and Jack had no choice but to follow the young man into the house.

As soon as they entered the house, the two of them frowned almost at the same time.

Since it is a shop that sells chickens and poultry, there is naturally a strange smell there.

It doesn't smell like chicken feathers, or it smells like, but it doesn't smell so good.

So much so that Cavendish, who regarded himself as a nobleman, immediately took out a golden handkerchief and covered it to his mouth.

Not long after the two walked inside, they saw Jiang Shen and Kassandra talking to the boss.

In the slightly dimly lit interior of the shop, Jiang Yan stood in front of a large counter, carefully examining a freshly slaughtered whole chicken in front of him.

Sitting at the counter was a proprietor who was looking at the new customer with his pipe in his mouth.

It is well known that the owner of the "Old Gentleman's Beast Shop" is a stubborn old man, and very rude.

Although he opened the door to do business, he often drove all kinds of illiterate customers out of the door with a feather duster.

In his words, "People who can't understand the quality of the ingredients are not qualified to buy my black feather chicken, so give me a slippery fuck."

So when facing these two young men and women who don't feel very much like the food industry.

The old gentleman also brought out a whole chicken for them to taste, to see if they could understand the excellence of their own chicken.

"Well, what do you think is good about this chicken?"

Watching Jiang Ember lift a chicken foot and look it up and down, the old gentleman asked in an exam-like tone.

After mentioning the whole chicken that was not big and had a tender yellow color, Jiang Yan carefully glanced at it from head to toe, and then nodded:

"Good Chicken...... It's the best I've ever seen."

"It's useless to just boast, you have to talk about something practical."

"Judging from the pores and soles of the feet of this chicken, the growth cycle should be much longer than that of ordinary broilers, and this one should be raised for at least ten months before being slaughtered."

Hearing Jiang Ember suddenly say the breeding period of this black-feathered native chicken, the old gentleman raised his eyebrows slightly.

If it is a quick hybrid chicken, it can be slaughtered in one or two months, and a better free-range chicken can be slaughtered for five or six months.

But the black feather chicken is indeed more special, and the mature black feather chicken needs to be raised for at least ten months, and it takes more thought.

can see this at a glance, which shows that this young man still knows some ingredients.

In general, by such a time it will be possible to sell the goods to him.

But the old gentleman took a puff of his pipe, and went on to ask:

"What else?"

"The leg muscles of this chicken are particularly tight, and there are various scratches on the soles of the feet, which means that they usually exercise a lot and the breeding environment is good."

「...... Anything else?"

"The most important thing is that in addition to the strong chicken smell, there is also a strange aroma that penetrates deep into the bone marrow."

Jiang Ember picked up the black-feathered chicken and sniffed it carefully, shook his head and said:

"I can't smell what it is, but it has something to do with the feed we usually feed."

In addition to the breed and living environment, the biggest factor that causes the different aroma of chicken is feed.

In the world where Ember used to live, there was a very special breed called "Sunflower Chicken".

The sunflower chickens are not fed with ordinary feed, but with sunflower plates, leaves, and stems ground into pellets, and even drink the best spring water near the sunflower fields.

The chicken raised in this way not only has a very strong taste, but also oozes a sunflower aroma in the bone marrow, which is very rare.

If Jiang Ember is not mistaken, this kind of black-feathered chicken should also use a similar breeding method...... Of course, it's not sunflowers, it's something else.

As for what it is, it's not something that Jiang Yan can see, it's definitely the unique secret recipe of this store.

"Hahahaha! Awesome, awesome!"

However, after listening to Jiang Yan's analysis, the old gentleman couldn't help but reach out and slap his face, and laughed out loud.

So far, the old gentleman has raised the best black feather chicken, although many people come to buy it because of its deliciousness.

But like this young man, he can even eat without eating, and he can tell the truth when he smells and looks at it.

So the old gentleman nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile of satisfaction:

"Alright, just say what you want, and I promise to provide you with the best goods."

"Then you're welcome."

Seeing that the boss seemed to be very satisfied with himself, Jiang Yan also smiled and said, "I need twenty seedlings of black-feathered chickens."

"Twenty seedlings? Are you going to take it back and raise it yourself?"

"Well, my family lives in another place, so I can't come here often to buy them, so I plan to get some and go back to raise them myself."

Hearing this, the boss frowned, and after taking a puff of his pipe, he asked:

"I can understand your thoughts, but do you know what I'm feeding me for?"

"I don't know, but I can replace it with my own way."

Regarding the secret recipe for raising this black feather chicken, Jiang Yan concluded that the boss would not tell him, it was a real trade secret.

So he plans to go back and use the method of breeding "sunflower chicken" to solve the problem, although the finished product will be a little different, but it should not be too bad.

However, the old gentleman pondered for a while before he spoke:

"Young man, have you ever heard of the Dragon's Heather?"

When he suddenly heard this name, Jiang Yan was slightly stunned.

Just kidding, how could you not have heard of it? It's all too familiar.

After all, part of the reason why they came to the fog capital this time was because of this special plant.

"Dragon-dependent heather", a common plant that grows in the wild of the dragon, is everywhere where there are dragons.

But now the owner of this beast shop suddenly mentioned this plant, what is the reason...... Wait, won't it?

Jiang Yan is also a professional after all, and he reacted immediately with a reminder.

Could it be that "Dragon's Heather" is the kind of special feed that the owner of this shop uses to feed the black-feathered chickens?

Seeing that Jiang Ember seemed to have thought of the answer, the boss also smiled:

"Yes, I asked someone to pick a large number of heather from the wild, peel off the seeds inside, dry them, grind them into minced pieces, and mix them in the millet to feed the chickens."

"Do you use heather seeds as fodder...... No wonder."

Jiang Ember was still thinking about why the taste of this black feather chicken was so peculiar.

It was only when I said this that I realized that it was actually related to the kind of side-ingredients that I wanted to use to cook dragon meat.

The "Dragon-Dependent Heather" itself absorbs the heat of dragon dung and grows, and naturally carries a very strong holy energy in it.

Generally speaking, the seeds of plants are the most energetic, so the seeds of heather also have good medicinal effects.

These seeds are dried and ground and mixed into the millet to feed the chickens, and it is no wonder that the chickens that are fed also have a peculiar smell.

After understanding this, Jiang Yan immediately asked:

"In that case, then I'll buy a batch of Dragon's heather seeds back, then I can ......

"Once the seeds of this plant are stripped out, they will lose their medicinal effect in just a few days, and there is not much difference between feeding and not feeding."

"I see...... You have to have fresh seeds available at all times, you have to plant them yourself."

Suddenly, Jiang Ember reached out to support his chin, as if thinking about the planting method of that plant.

There is certainly no heather in the confines of the monastery, but it is not impossible to grow it yourself.

But if you grow your own, the problem is that there must be dragons nearby...... But where did the dragon come from in the monastery?

Dragon...... Dragon...... Well? Dragon? Dragon Knight?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan hurriedly looked at Kassandra on the side, leaned over and asked in a low voice:

"By the way, Kassandra, have you ever had a dragon?"

"Me? I was supposed to have a dragon, but then that happened and it ...... I didn't get my own dragon egg."

It stands to reason that as Kassandra, she should have been given a dragon egg when she became an adult, and then she should have her own dragon.

The problem is that since the White Oak Castle incident, Kassandra's status in the family has plummeted.

Not only did the knight fail to participate in the promotion assessment, but the matter of joining the knights and getting the dragon egg also failed.

Seeing that Kassandra's expression became a little lonely, Jiang Yan also patted her shoulder, turned his head to the boss and smiled:

"Forget it, if I can't get the seeds of the dragon's heather, I can also raise them in other ways, and it shouldn't be too bad."

"Well, there's no way around that, twenty black-feathered chicken seedlings, I'll go and prepare them for you."

Since the guest insisted on the seedlings, the old gentleman had no choice but to nod his head, leave the counter and go to the chicken pen at the back to get ready.

At this time, only Ember and Kassandra were left waiting at the counter in the old gentleman's beast shop.

Almost at the same time, two figures who had already been eyeing each other walked out of the darkness and slowly approached the two......