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Chapter 1693 - Found The Polar Black Goat By Chance

Chapter 1693: Found The Polar Black Goat By Chance

The ladies all looked at Mag. There was a top chef present here, so was Eddie trying to show off his roast mutton skills in front of Mag?

However, Mag nodded with anticipation. “Please do.”

The herders in the grassland were mostly experts on roasting meat. No matter if it was the roast whole lamb from the grassland of Inner Mongolia, or the Lop Nur people’s roasted mutton cubes on rose willow branch, one would be able to taste it if he or she was lucky.

Mag had already learned how to roast mutton kebab and roast pig’s eyes, but he wouldn’t dare to call himself an expert on roasting. He had only learned the basics.

It would be best if he could learn some tricks from the real experts.

The greatest change he had undergone after coming to this world was perhaps learning to humble himself.

Mag had never had a target to work hard for in his life previously, and he’d lived simply to enjoy himself, but it was different now. He’d already seen the depth of the occupation of chefs, which resembled the boundless sea of stars. He continued to learn and improve in order to be one of the stars among it.

“This way please, guests.” Eddie led Mag and the ladies into a big tent. The interior of the tent was very simple. The silver blue grass on the ground was cut, and the ground was only flattened simply. There was only a clay stove, and all the families brought a small campstool each to the tent. They tried very hard to get 12 of them. The sheepskin tent insulated them from the wind and was warm. However, there was a tinge of animal stench in it.

This was nothing to the herders, as they all smelled like that since they spent all their time with their herds.

However, to Mag and the ladies, this smell wasn’t very friendly.

“Please wait here for a moment, my esteemed guests. I will go roast mutton for all of you now. The roast whole lamb is the main dish, but it takes a longer time. Hence, I will roast some mutton for you to eat first.” After settling Mag and the ladies into the tent, Eddie had some nimble girls accompany them in the tent too.

“It’s the smell of the sheep.” Amy sniffed around as she checked out her surroundings, but she wasn’t disdainful of it.

After a while, a few herders came in with terracotta bowls, and passed a bowl of piping hot sheep’s milk to Mag and the ladies. They smiled and gestured to them to drink it.

Although these herders didn’t know how to speak the common tongue, their friendly smiles were very infectious. Maybe it was their hospitality or the warm milk smelled too enticing, but all of them drank the sheep’s milk.

Mag had drunk sheep’s milk in the grassland before. The sheep’s milk that the herders processed themselves would still have some rank odor even after they boiled it. It wasn’t as good as one imagined.

But the sheep’s milk this time had exceeded his expectations.

The sheep’s milk’s rank odor was very well-processed. They almost couldn’t sense its existence, or perhaps they could say that there wasn’t any rank odor in this sheep’s milk. It tasted warm and sweet, and was completely different from the sheep’s milk Mag had before. He felt warm all over, and tasted a sweet scent in his mouth as soon as he drank it.

Mag couldn’t help praising with brightened eyes. “Good milk.”

Camilla and Angela looked up at Mag at the same time.

“Good sheep’s milk,” Mag calmly added. What a close shave. He almost said something he wasn’t allowed to say.

Gulp, gulp.

The delicious sheep’s milk soon ended up in all their tummies, and their initial uneasiness was also broken by that bowl of warm sheep’s milk.

The herders, too, smiled proudly when they saw that. The Buck Tribe only produced the best sheep’s milk.

Amy put down the empty bowl and licked the edge of her mouth with her tongue as she expectantly said, “The sheep’s milk is so delicious. The roast mutton must be very scrumptious too.”

Mag passed the empty bowl back to that maiden herder, and expressed his gratitude before he got up, and said, “I want to go see how they roast the sheep. Do you all want to come with me?”

“I want to go,” Amy said, lifting Ugly Duckling up.

“Meow~” Ugly Duckling, who had just fallen asleep, narrowed its eyes puzzledly.

“I want to go too, Big Sister Shirley, let’s go together.” Anna got up and tugged Shirley’s hand. This was her first visit to the grassland, so she really wanted to go out and play. It would be great if she could ride a horse too.

“Alright.” Shirley stood up.

Miya pulled Elizabeth up and chuckled. “Let’s go too. It must be great to play in the grassland.”

“Alright, then we will go right now.” Mag nodded and led them out of the tent.

Although it was close to the snow mountain here, and temperature was relatively lower, due to the silver blue grass, the temperature was only around 10 degrees Celsius. To Mag and the ladies who came from Chaos City, which was covered with snow, this temperature wasn’t a problem at all.

Furthermore, the fresh air in the grassland, the snow mountain among the clouds, and the blue sky all made them feel refreshed.

Compared to the dark tent with a tinge of rank odor, all of them obviously preferred the outdoors.

Mag used body language to express their wishes to watch the roasting process. The herders who got his meaning immediately took them behind the tent where a group of herders were busy butchering, letting blood, and skinning the animal.

Meanwhile, there were a few herders setting up a campfire nearby. They were tossing chunky logs into the fire right now.

Mag and the ladies’ arrival attracted their attention instantly. Many of them stopped working on their tasks, and smiled at Mag and the ladies.

Eddie had just finished letting blood from a goat. He put down the knife and turned around when he heard the sounds. He was rather shocked to see Mag and the ladies. “What are you doing here, esteemed guests? Please wait in your tent for a while, and the roast mutton will be ready soon.”

“It’s alright. We’re very interested in the cooking of the roast mutton, so we wanted to see how you people roast them.” Mag chuckled. His gaze was already attracted by the black goat which already had its throat slit, and was still struggling.

Mag had already slaughtered thousands of polar black goats in the God of Cookery’s space. He was already certain with just one look that the black goat—which was dying now—was the target that he had been searching hard for.

“System, come and look. I have found the polar black goat,” Mag smugly said. He had found the polar black goat by chance after traveling far and wide in search of it. This goat appeared even before he had to ask for it.

“The mission of searching for the polar black goat is completed. Could the host please personally catch a polar black goat before this mission is considered complete,” replied the system.

“Sure,” Mag relaxedly answered. Since these herders could catch a polar black goat, naturally they had to know where to find them. Hence, it wasn’t difficult to catch one.

Mag stepped forward, looked at that black goat, and curiously asked, “Why does this sheep look different from what we saw earlier? Perhaps it’s not a species from the grassland?”

“Good insight, my guest. This black goat is indeed not one of our goats. It only appears on the snow mountain. It can walk easily on the steep slopes, so it’s very difficult to catch. However, normal mutton cannot compare to it. It is the holy grail among the sheep and goats,” Eddie smilingly said. “We caught this one in a trap we set on the mountain last night. We’re preparing to roast it whole for you guests now.”