Chapter 145: 145: Guests

A group of people chewed milk candies, and after a while, a milky smell wafted out of the tent.

When Duotlu came back, he smelled the aroma of milk in the tent and said with a smile, "I never thought you would like to eat milk pancakes."

Aslan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Milk cake is a name shared by Sino Continent, and it also has a very famous name on Earth, called cheese.

Cheese is a fermented milk product. Its properties are similar to that of common yogurt. They are all made through the fermentation process and contain healthy lactic acid bacteria. However, the concentration of cheese is higher than that of yogurt, which is similar to solid food. The nutritional value is also more abundant.

Every kilogram of cheese products is concentrated from 10 kilograms of milk, rich in protein, calcium, fat, phosphorus and vitamins, and is a pure natural food. In terms of technology, cheese is fermented milk; in terms of nutrition, cheese is concentrated milk.

Cheese is also one of the main foods of the ancient nomads, and it is the same in the Sino Continent, but the cheese craftsmanship of the nomadic people in the Sino Continent is average, and the taste produced is only acceptable to the nomads.

"It's almost the same, I don't know what surprise you will bring me, Dorut."

Aslan said with a smile.

Dorut also cast a kind smile.

Because of the special taste of milk cakes, almost only nomads can eat them, and even the grassland elves who also grew up in the grasslands are not used to this kind of food.

So after smelling this familiar smell, Dortlo also regarded Aslan as a prairie man.

"This is Chalin Wood! It mainly sells fur. This is Kiguduo! It sells all kinds of meat and livestock. This is Ms. Millie from the Grassland Elf, who sells all kinds of exquisite grassland artworks."

Dort continued to introduce on the road, and three people squeezed into the tent at once.

Ms. Millie just glanced at Gareth, and by the way, she understood that the group of people in front of her should have come from the Changfeng Plain.

"Now we are doing business, so I won't say too much politeness. Please bring out your products." Aslan said directly without politeness.

Cha Linmu, Ji Guduo and Dolut are all centaurs, so they naturally trusted his words and quickly took out the goods they had on hand.

The furs of a large number of grassland animals, including those of monsters, can be sold as luxury goods to human nobles with a little treatment, and they must be taken.

"These furs are good, let me ask for 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 speaking, he took out a sharp knife and cut out a small piece and sent it to Aslan.

Both Gareth and Millie looked at Aslan with playful smiles.

This kind of frozen and raw Mongolian beef is the eating habit of the people and horses, and most people can't bear it.

Naturally, Aslan knew the eating habits of the Centaur tribe, and also knew that this was a famous dish of the Centaur tribe. Whenever an old friend came to visit, he would definitely serve this dish.

Aslan nodded with a smile, took out a pair of chopsticks from the magic space, and poured a little soy sauce and mustard-like lango.

After dipping the Mongolian beef at the door, it was delivered to the mouth in the eyes of everyone.

Aslan began to chew carefully, but he didn't spit it out as expected, which made Belmode's eyes widen subconsciously.

When it comes to eating raw meat, the savages claim to be number one, and no one dares to be number two. But when he ate it for the first time, he almost vomited it out. Since then, he has never dared to eat that kind of food again.

The surface of this frozen Mongolian beef looks like a large frozen piece of meat.

In fact, it has been specially marinated. The unique feature of marinated 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 boil the freshly cut Mongolian beef in concentrated salt water over a warm fire, and then put it in cans and let it ferment naturally.

After half a year of fermentation, the Mongolian beef can be frozen at minus ten degrees.

If the top layer of frost melted away, the smell from this piece of Mongolian beef could kill everyone in the tent.

"It's not fermented well enough!" Aslan said after finishing his meal, poking his mouth out.

Except for the people and centaurs brought by Aslan, the others all stared at Aslan in disbelief.

"Haha! I've said it all, Aslan is a natural guest of our centaurs." Dolut said excitedly after seeing Aslan eat a piece of frozen Mongolian beef.

Aslan quickly got along with the centaurs, leaving Millie stunned.

Aslan knew this from dealing with the centaur tribe in his previous life.

As long as you can eat the disgusting food of the centaur, you can become their guest. As long as you become a guest, can you be a friend?

With the generous and forthright character of the Centaur tribe, they will become friends in the future, and Aslan makes a small request. Would the Centaur friends have the nerve to refuse?

So when they left, Aslan deliberately took out toffee, in fact, he wanted to use the aroma of milk to make the horse people think that Aslan and the others also liked grassland food.

"I want all these furs. They are all in good condition. Should I pay gold coins or food?" Aslan took a few furs on the table and observed them carefully.

After discussing with several other people, Cha Linmu decided to ask for food.

"A piece of three thousand catties of grain." Cha Linmu said after thinking for a while.

Aslan took a deep look at the other party, counted the fur on the table, and finally agreed.

"If the quality is not too different from the one on the table, it's fine!"

Cha Linmu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took out a list. His face turned green just after looking at it for the first time.

"How many years have you accumulated fur?" Aslan almost roared.

Cha Linmu and the others also looked embarrassed.

"This price is not good, two thousand catties of grain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat so much, I guess I have to cooperate with the lord of the human race to eat it." Aslan said with a serious face.

Millie couldn't help but frown, she is the one who knows exactly how much the Centaurs have in stock.

There are more than 100,000 pieces of furs and furs, each of which weighs 2,000 catties, which together equals 200 million catties of grain, 100,000 tons of grain!

With so much food, the number of warriors that the Centaur tribe can survive this winter can be doubled.

Has the current productivity of the human race reached this point?

After discussing with the three of them, Cha Linmu took a tacit look at Millie. Their math is not bad, but the share involved is too large, and they have to consider all aspects, so they are beyond their capabilities.

After all, they are not real businessmen.