The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Soon, Frank and Meg arrived in Cronde, and they headed straight to a market.

Frank was puzzled. "What are you getting? Why do you have to get it from a market and not the grocery store?"

"I smelled something special when I took a stroll outside the cottage," Meg replied, not one for mysteries. "It's a local specialty beef-it looks no different from normal beef, but everything from the condiment to the cut is exquisite, and it's especially sweet when taken out from the stock. That's why I craved some."

Frank nodded, "So you're just craving for some meat! You could've said that outright—I have some readily available."

Meg giggled unabashedly, as she was not some innocent maiden. "I'll take both. The more the better!"

Both of them chatted as they arrived before a small stall, and Meg looked around.

Just as the other homestay owner said, the beef stall was between a stall for farm crops and seafood, so this must be it.

Approaching the butcher, Meg said, "Five pounds of beef, please!"

The butcher did not hesitate to cut a slab and put it on the scale. "Would six be alright?"

pinpoint precision with his cut. But seeing that Meg appeared uninitiated, he cut six

with Frank at her side, she stuck to her principle

held

pointed at the board that

the old price. It's moot now." The butcher chuckled, quickly putting away

Meg were just tourists in Mount Statera and would not stay that long. As such, he

the butcher had already cut a

payment and picked up the beef, however, she

this five and a half? It did not feel that

in the kitchen too,

there, and employees were only afforded a

Lily. Eventually, she could weigh small fruits with

she just needed her hands to

could tell that the beef was not six pounds, but

down the beef, Meg snapped, "What's