Chapter 145 The guests will see everyone tomorrow when they are updated)
A group of people were chewing milk candies, and soon the smell of milk wafted out of the tent.
When Dotlu came back, he smelled the fragrance of milk in the tent and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you guys also like to eat milk pancakes."
When Aslan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Milk cake is a name shared by the Xino continent. It also has a very famous name on Earth, called cheese.
Cheese is a fermented milk product. Its properties are similar to common kefir. They are both made through a fermentation process. They also contain lactic acid bacteria that can provide health care. However, cheese has a higher concentration than yogurt and is similar to solid food.
The nutritional value is therefore richer.
Each kilogram of cheese products is concentrated from 10 kilograms of milk. It is rich in nutrients such as protein, calcium, fat, phosphorus and vitamins. It is a purely natural food. In terms of technology, cheese is fermented milk; in terms of nutrition
Generally speaking, cheese is concentrated milk.
Cheese was also one of the main foods of the ancient nomads, and this was also the case in the Xino continent. However, the cheese craftsmanship of the nomads in the Xino continent was average, and the taste of the cheese could only be eaten by the nomads.
"That's about it. I don't know what surprise you will bring me, Dorut."
Aslan said with a smile.
Dorut also gave a kind smile.
Because of the special taste of milk cake, almost only nomads can eat it. Even the prairie elves who also grow up in the grassland are not used to eating this kind of food.
So after smelling this familiar smell, Dotlu also regarded Aslan as a prairie man.
"This is Chalimu! It mainly sells furs. This is Jiguduo! It sells all kinds of meat and livestock. This is Ms. Milly from the grassland elves, selling all kinds of exquisite grassland art."
There was a steady stream of introductions coming to Dot, and three more people crowded into the tent all of a sudden.
Ms. Milly just glanced at Gareth and understood that the group of people in front of her should have come from Changfeng Plain.
"We are doing business now, so I won't say any more polite words. Please bring out your products." Aslan said directly without being polite.
Zha Linmu, Jiguduo and Dorut are all centaurs, so they naturally trusted his words and quickly took out the goods they had on hand.
There are a large number of furs of grassland animals, including the furs of monsters. These can be sold as luxury goods to human nobles with a little processing, so they must be taken.
"These furs are good, let me give you a price!"
Ji Guduo directly took out a few pieces of meat that had been frozen into popsicles.
"This is the best Mongolian beef, you can try it."
After saying that, he took out a sharp knife and cut out a small piece and sent it to Aslan.
Gareth and Milly both looked at Aslan with playful smiles.
This kind of frozen Mongolian beef eaten raw is the eating habit of the centaurs and horses, and most people can't stand it.
Aslan naturally knew the eating habits of the centaurs and horses, and also knew that this was a famous dish of the centaurs and horses. Whenever old friends came to visit, they would definitely serve such a dish.
Aslan smiled and nodded, took out a pair of chopsticks from the magic space, and then poured a little soy sauce and mustard-like langao.
Dip the Mongolian beef at the front door and put it into your mouth under everyone's gaze.
Aslan began to chew it carefully, but he did not spit it out as expected, causing Belmode to subconsciously widen his eyes.
When it comes to eating raw meat, they are known as the first barbarians, and no one dares to claim the second place. But when he ate it for the first time, he almost vomited it out. From then on, he never dared to eat that kind of thing again.
This frozen Mongolian beef looks like a large piece of frozen meat.
In fact, it has been specially pickled. The unique feature of pickled Mongolian beef is natural fermentation. In order to ensure that the Mongolian beef will not rot and deteriorate during the fermentation process, the people and horses always put the freshly cut Mongolian beef in concentrated salt water.
Boil it over a warm fire, then put it into a can and let it ferment naturally.
After half a year of fermentation, just freeze the Meng beef at a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero.
If the top layer of frost melts away, the smell from this piece of Mongolian beef can kill everyone in the tent.
"It's not fermented well enough!" Aslan finished eating, smacked his mouth, and said with unfinished thoughts.
Except for the humans and centaurs brought by Aslan, everyone else opened their eyes wide and looked at Aslan in disbelief.
"Haha! I told you that Aslan was born to be a guest of our centaurs." Dorut said excitedly after seeing Aslan eating a piece of frozen Mongolian beef.
Aslan quickly became involved with the centaurs, leaving Milly standing by with her eyes dumbfounded.
Aslan knew this from his dealings with the centaurs in his previous life.
As long as you can eat the disgusting food of the centaurs and horses, you can become their guest. As long as you become a guest, can becoming friends be far behind?
With the generous and forthright character of the Centaur people, they would become friends in the future. Aslan would make a small request. Would the Centaur friends be embarrassed to refuse?
So when they left, Aslan deliberately took out the milk candies. In fact, he wanted to use the milky flavor to make the horses mistakenly think that Aslan and the others also liked grassland food.
"I want all these furs. They are all in good condition. Should I pay directly in gold coins or in grain?" Aslan said after taking a few furs on the table and observing them carefully.
After some discussion, Zha Linmu and several others decided to ask for food.
"One item weighs three thousand kilograms of grain." Zha Linmu thought for a moment and said.
Aslan took a deep look at the other person, counted the fur on the table, and finally agreed.
“If the quality doesn’t differ too much from what’s on the table, fine!”
Zha Linmu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out a list. At the first glance, his face turned green.
"How many years have you been accumulating fur?" Aslan almost shouted.
Zha Linmu and the others also looked embarrassed.
"This price is not good, two thousand kilograms of grain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat so much. I guess I have to cooperate with the human lords to eat." Aslan said with a solemn face.
Milly couldn't help but twitch her brows, she was the one who knew exactly how much inventory the centaurs had.
The total number of furs of all kinds exceeds 100,000 pieces, each weighs 2,000 kilograms, which adds up to 200 million kilograms of grain, or 100,000 tons of grain!
With so much food, the centaurs and horses can double the number of warriors they can survive this winter.
Has the human race’s current productivity reached this point?
After some discussion, Zha Linmu and the three of them looked at Milly in a tacit understanding. Their math skills were okay, but the share involved was too large, and they had to consider all aspects, so they were beyond their capabilities.