The so-called Andean Black Cattle were among the Alliance's most famous premium beef cattle. They were about the size of yaks, their bodies covered in glossy black hides like those of mullets. But once the hide was removed, the meat beneath was revealed: beautifully marbled with distinct red and white layers, rich and tender, and enough to make anyone's mouth water.
Top-grade Andean Black Cattle were far beyond the means of ordinary salaried workers. Even Uncle's Rongxia Restaurant only ordered some now and then, when a customer made a reservation in advance.
Still, it was the New Year, after all. Yu Lian figured the family could indulge themselves once in a while, so he really did order a whole Andean Black Cattle. It was a three-year-old bull, freshly matured and at the perfect balance of tenderness and flavor.
Even on only his legitimate salary and allowances as a major general, Yu Lian could afford the cost of the animal. Besides, he had plenty of friends in the Alliance, so he could get a bit of a discount.
He had already come up with twenty dishes using different cuts of the animal. They ranged from cold platters and appetizers to hearty mains, soup, and even staple dishes—a feast worthy of New Year's Eve. Anything they couldn't finish could be sold off gradually after the holiday. With a thriving restaurant at their disposal, food waste was the last thing they needed to worry about.
But Yu Lian had never imagined that the slaughtered Black Cattle wouldn't arrive. Instead, an enormous two-tailed ox, nearly the size of an adult rhinoceros, had shown up—and it was alive.
"Where's the enormous Andean Black Cattle I ordered?" Yu Lian asked crossly.
Krell pointed at the two-tailed ox in front of them and grinned. "We've got this