Purse of Gold and Silver: Who Was the Fat Sheep?

"Come now, sir, you must be joking. How could my little shop have any cooked beef?" The shopkeeper hurriedly said with a smile, "But we do have roast chicken, Braised Goose, and mutton. Would you like something to go with your wine?"

Cattle were labor.

So long as productivity had not caught up, even if the ceiling for the extraordinary was sky-high, cattle remained an important resource in a feudal age.

As for people already being able to fly through the heavens and burrow through the earth while farmers still miserably plowed with oxen?

Wasn't that perfectly normal? They could hardly have those powerful people who flew through the heavens and burrowed through the earth do work for the common folk, even if they could finish all the farmwork of an entire city in a single day.

Yet they had all become exploiters. How could they possibly be willing to return to the fields?

Chu Danqing had experienced so many Trial Worlds, and only in the previous Trial World, where gods were overly widespread, had ordinary people enjoyed somewhat better lives.

As for this Trial World, a single powerful person could truly destroy a city, while those at the bottom still lived with the low productivity of the feudal era.

"Then bring me a roast chicken and two catties of mutton." Scholar did not seem to care. He lounged lazily against the window as he spoke.

The shopkeeper swiftly took the gold and said, "Right away!"

As he spoke, the food and wine had already been brought out from the kitchen.

The cooked dishes had already been prepared, so there was naturally no need to light a fire. They were certainly served quickly.

As Scholar ate, a commotion broke out at the next table.

"Nonsense! You drink one cup, yet