Jeff took a cart and we began strolling inside the gigantic general store.

"What's your beloved food?" he asked me while we were strolling along the meat area. I can't keep my eyes on one rack since everything appeared to be so tasty.

"Any" I answered yet my eyes are fixed on the sirloin before me.

Jeff halted and remained next to me. "We'll take four kilos of this," he told the staff in control as I saw him pointing at the sirloin before me.

I flickered and went to him, befuddled. "For what reason would you say you are getting four kilograms?"

He shrugged. "Whenever I cooked meat previously,...