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?"

that Meg

what the butcher was up to, but she was not Jada. Even with Frank at her side, she stuck to her

The butcher held

Meg pointed at the board that clearly

now." The butcher

tourists in Mount Statera and would not stay that

the butcher had already cut a slab and it was not really nice to suddenly renege,

and picked up the beef, however,

five and a half? It did not

Meg worked in the kitchen too, as the

were only

prove her competence with the former owner of Golden Lily. Eventually, she could weigh small fruits

her

could tell that the beef was not six pounds,

down the beef, Meg snapped, "What's

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