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 appeared

in fact what happened-Meg knew what the butcher was up to, but she was not Jada. Even with Frank at her side, she stuck to her principle

held up

pointed at the board that clearly stated it was seven dollars per

the old price. It's moot now." The

just tourists in Mount Statera and would not stay that long. As such, he inflated the price to earn

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

made payment and picked up the beef, however, she noticed something was

half? It did not

kitchen too, as the manager of Golden

were only afforded a half- pound derivation-no more, no

the former owner of Golden Lily. Eventually, she could weigh small fruits with precision with ust

she just needed her hands to weigh

the beef

Meg snapped, "What's this? This is an

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