The market in Lavender Town was much like the markets Heath had visited before, with little difference. Perhaps because he had come rather late, there weren't many people selling vegetables at this hour, but it wasn't completely empty as he had expected, either.
But after looking around, Heath reluctantly discovered that most of the better vegetables had already sold out. Some shops had even closed outright, which Heath thought might be because they had sold all the vegetables they had stocked.
This left Heath a little disappointed. He had been thinking that if there were any better ingredients, he could replenish his supplies. To a chef, good ingredients were as appealing as treasures.
"Tsk, sure enough, when you get up late, there are still vegetables, but finding any that meet my standards is a bit difficult." Heath gazed at the vegetable stall before him, lost in thought. These vegetables didn't look particularly good, but he still bought some. After all, if he didn't, how he would serve his customers that evening would be a problem.
Even the best cook couldn't make a meal without ingredients. Without any, Heath wouldn't know what to make for his customers. Surely he couldn't serve deep-fried icicles?
Many people thought barbecue stalls only started operating at night, but a proper barbecue stall often had to start preparing in the afternoon. Cutting up ingredients and threading them onto skewers was fairly demanding and tedious work, since it was essentially repetitive labor with nothing particularly interesting about it. Perhaps that was also why ready-made skewers were now being sold on the market.
After all, for company outings or friends arranging to go out for a barbecue, these ready-made skewers that only needed brushing with oil before grilling were better suited to their needs than spending half the