Chinese at home and abroad often have the same persistence in "wild game". Everyone believes that whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground or swimming in the water, the wild ones are healthier and nutritious, and the finished products are more "fresh". For example, chickens are also known as free-range chickens in rural areas, and are more popular than chickens from farms. People would rather spend more than two or three times more to buy the former... Some even buy or poach wild animals protected by the state in order to taste the new things, and end up in jail.

The butcher shops in Chinatown, San Francisco are not immune to the customs, and they also use wild mountain pork and wild venison as gimmicks to attract customers.

A mountain boar is a wild boar, and the habits of different places are just different.

The butcher shop has a scent of aroma, which makes people think of the chicken and duck skin being roasted and crunchy and oily.

The plump roast turkey and roast duck were hung naked on the iron hook, as if it was tempting to commit a crime.

In addition, there are freshly baked suckling pigs and char siu, which are just right on the heat.

These cooked food products are caramel colors of different shades, while the lights in the store are bright and warm yellow. The two colors are combined together, making this place look like a paradise for carnivores.

To be precise, this kind of restaurant is called a roast turkey restaurant locally, but it is different from the domestic Cantonese cuisine roast turkey restaurant in terms of business scope and production methods. It has been improved to suit a wider range of flavors. For example, domestic roast turkey restaurants basically cannot be seen selling roast turkey, but there are ones here.

This store mainly sells cooked food, and in order to expand its business, it also sells raw meat.

The elves were drooling constantly. Fortunately, they entered invisibly, otherwise such shops would never allow pets to enter. What if they ran away with a roasted turkey?

There are many customers in the store, mainly middle-aged and elderly Chinese. At first glance, they are all black-haired and yellow-skinned, and only occasionally there are a few foreigners, so Zhang Zian who entered the store is inconspicuous.

Most customers speak Cantonese, and the clerks responded to Cantonese. If they hadn't known this was Chinatown, they would have almost thought they had come to Hong Kong, Macao and Guangdong.

Richard pinched his shoulder hard, meaning: Let go of my mouth quickly, and it is time for me to show my face.

Zhang Zian was unmoved. The clerks here would definitely speak Mandarin and English, so there would be no obstacles in communication.

The other elves were fascinated by all kinds of cooked foods. Only the Snow Lion put his face on the glass of the refrigerator and kept swallowing his saliva at the various raw meats in the glass.

The clerks were busy collecting money behind the counter, weighing, and chopping meat with a bang, responding to customers' bargaining and not coming to take the initiative to greet customers, so Zhang Zi'an could visit slowly.

At this time, a short white-haired Chinese old lady walked into the store with her hand in her back, and went straight to the raw meat counter with her hand, like a regular customer in the store.

"Beautiful boy, is this venison really wild? I am old, don't lie to me! My son and daughter-in-law came to visit me with their grandson. I want to make garlic venison for them to eat!" She asked the young male teller, and she spoke in a thick old-fashioned Cantonese language. Zhang Zian could hardly understand it, so she could only guess based on her expression and tone.

"Our store is innocent. You are also an old customer of our store. You can't believe it? Don't worry! How much do you want to weigh it?" The clerk also replied in Cantonese, but his accent was not so strong, and it was half Cantonese and half Mandarin.

The old lady was still worried, "What kind of deer is it? You have to explain it to me clearly, is it a sika deer? As long as the sika deer meat is the best, don't use mule deer, elk's meat to fool me!"

The deer called "elk" in North America is not a unique rare animal in China. Its real name is red deer, but it is often called. Everyone is used to it. Anyway, the deer called "elk" in the United States is this kind of deer, and there is even an important automobile driving safety standard called "elk test".

Sika deer is native to East Asia, but the United States also introduced sika deer. Due to its suitable environment and a large number, in addition to being a carnivorous food, sika deer antlers are also exported to South Korea in large quantities, which are very popular among Koreans. The antlers of other deer are not as valuable as sika deer antlers.

As for the meat of sika deer, although there is no scientific basis, Chinese people in the older generation only favor the meat of sika deer, and they all believe that the meat of other deer has no magical nourishing effects.

The clerk said impatiently: "Oh! Of course it's a sika deer! This batch of meat has just arrived, and the quantity is not large, which is very rare. If you don't buy it, you will be snatched away soon! It's specially left for you because you are an old customer!"

The old lady was finally told, "Then... weigh me a pound."

"Oh! Your son, son and eldest grandson are all here. The child has a big appetite. How can one pound satisfy his craving? Come two pounds!" The clerk promoted it in time.

"Two pounds...two pounds are two pounds, you can weigh more, I'm the old customer..." The old lady glanced at the label and took out her wallet with distress. If it weren't for the sake of her baby's eldest grandson, she wouldn't have been willing to spend money on such expensive wild venison.

"Hey! Grandma, are you here to buy meat too?"

Another Chinese man pushed the door open. This was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties. She was dressed in a fashionable way, with her fingers wearing a conspicuous gold ring, her hair was highlighted, and her skin was well maintained.

"Yes, yes, my son and daughter-in-law came to visit me with my grandson. I want to cook for them to cook delicious food!" The old lady said happily, wishing to tell everyone about her son and daughter-in-law visiting her.

The two seemed to be familiar with each other before, and they had endless family conversations after meeting each other.

The clerk has dealt with all kinds of customers and knows that such a smart and stingy old lady is the most difficult to deal with. If she doesn't weigh her meat in front of her, she may suspect that she is short of weight or thinks that the cut meat is not good, which is very troublesome, so she goes to greet other customers first.

The middle-aged woman glanced at the refrigerator next to her and advised: "Grandma, you are not young anymore. It's time to take care of yourself. Just buy ready-made roasted turkey and roasted suckling pigs. Don't mess around."

The old lady smiled and waved her hand, "Oh, my eldest grandson doesn't like eating turkey and suckling pig. She likes the garlic venison I make the most. I can eat two more bowls of rice every time! I'm still strong, it's okay!"

The middle-aged woman frowned when she heard this, quietly pulled her away from the counter, and whispered: "Grandma, do you still dare to eat venison? I didn't hear her say on TV that venison was not safe recently, especially wild venison!"

After they were away from the counter, they were close to Zhang Zi'an. Although their conversation was small, he heard it.
Chapter completed!