They barely managed to turn a goat into cured meat with all the salt available at the outpost.
Michael was a little excited as he seemed to have discovered a new business opportunity.
“It’s almost the Lunar New Year. Every household, including the refugees, will want to enjoy themselves for a few days. Since we get our meat for nothing, we can keep selling them in town as long as the Wolf King continues sending their game to us,” Michael said.
Thinking of this, he seemed to already be dreaming of becoming an esquire in town.
Milo looked at him as he rubbed the salt onto the meat. “Wouldn’t the Skyfort Consortium’s forces do something if you try that?”
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