Ansel was unperturbed. "Sure. It’ll be sold soon, and you’ll see what you’ve been missing.
The Golds looked at each other a little reluctant but decided to give the benefit of the doubt. After all, from what they’ve seen so far, Altera seemed perfectly capable of exceeding all sorts of expectations.
The aborigines really couldn’t be blamed for their reluctance. To them, white juice was akin to drinking tree resin directly from tree trunks.
Anyway, this wasn’t discussed anymore as it was finally their turn to taste.
"Free taste for cheese! Take a bite to know what our new products are like!" The clerk said, handing them a thin bread—a cracker, they called it—with a tiny cube of yellow-white thing.
The gorgeous thing touched their tastebuds and it melted in their mouths. "Yum!" Honda exclaimed and the adult’s eyes were also wide, impressed.
They also tasted the other products and although it wasn’t as special as the so-called cheese, they were also interesting and they bought a few sets as well.
"You like that?" Ansel asked, "Well, Broat Milk Cheese is several times creamier!"
The imagination alone made them gulp a bit.
They also passed by the tea section and took a bit of everything. They didn’t know what some of them were but considering how the locals were sweeping everything, they must be good.
Soon, they arrived at the long-awaited condiment areas and saw a dizzying array of sauces and condiments. There were signs in front so they knew what was in the vats. There were vats of salt, sugar, soy sauce, vinegar, chilli, and so much more.
Otto’s eyes stayed on the salt and sugar in particular. These were very important condiments that could be traded as if they were gold!
And here… they were so affordable!
Then he remembered the residents would also get huge discounts and his urge to just register here was tickled.
Olga though had a different focus. "It would be great to know how to use them all!" She said, looking dreamy.
To their surprise, someone shopping (a random person with a cart, really) suddenly turned to look at them.
"Hello there! I couldn’t help but overhear… there is actually a way to learn, but for a price."
"We’re interested!"
"There’s actually there’s a cooking class that opens from 18:00 to 20:00 every day and they teach about how to use these. The price is very cheap! For foreigners, it is only 10 gold per person for a week, 3 lessons of 2 hours each!" Of course, locals could get it a little cheaper, but still expensive.
Only basics would be taught. After all, everyone in Terran knew some recipes, so might as well make money off of them.
However, while expensive in the Terrans’ perspective, this price was already unbelievable to the Aborigines. After all, everyone kept their knowledge to themselves in Xeno!
"Really? So affordable?"
"Yes!" The woman said, telling them the address of the class.
They made a mental note to take a look.
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