章節 47: Chapter 43: Worse Than Death

As September neared its end, the onset of winter was just around the corner.

In recent days, Yang Ge had introduced copper pot lamb at Yuelai Inn, a novel way of eating that attracted many well-to-do customers.

The business was so good that they were busy from noon until the curfew every day, leaving Shopkeeper Liu so happy he could barely close his mouth, his voice bouncing up and down with excitement...

In Wei, lamb was expensive while pork was cheap, the price of one sheep equivalent to several fatty pigs.

With the cost increased, the price of copper pot lamb was naturally not cheap, a dish of two ounces costing thirty copper coins, almost covering Yang Ge's monthly rent.

Even so, the inn only broke even on the lamb, earning profit entirely from drinks and side dishes...

Naturally, such expensive lamb couldn't be given to the chef, Lu, for practicing his knife skills.