Xia Zheng considered Lin Yuan's words, "There is a family near the Potato Garden that raises a good number of sheep. If possible, we could buy some from them."
What he called a good number was actually only seven or eight, but in the countryside, that was already considered a lot. After all, sheep were not like cows or horses that could pull carts and do labor, and not many people ate mutton, as not everyone could stand the smell of it.
However, this news was good for Lin Yuan; as long as there were people breeding, she could purchase from them.
"Is there only mutton?" Lao Fan pressed.
Lin Yuan smiled and shook her head, pointing to a dish on the table and asking, "How's this dish?"
Following Lin Yuan's finger, they saw small, round, white balls on the plate. There wasn't much sauce, so they tasted quite light. Just now, Xia Zheng couldn't resist and ate several, finding the flavor very good.
