Recently, because I’ve been busy building houses and farming, I haven't been very strict about meat rations. After all, having lived a life where I never had to go without meat in my previous existence, I couldn't bring myself to make people work without it. We were eating meat twice a day. Back when I was living as a bandit, we just ate whatever we could find wherever we went, so I never paid much attention to it.
But today, those two sisters told me our meat supply wouldn't last more than a few days. Fortunately, the workload has lightened—the houses are basically finished, and the fields are just being weeded. Even if we didn't eat meat, it should be fine. I have enough grain; it could feed hundreds of thousands of people for two years. To prepare for my expansion here, I had plundered many county towns, so I replied airily, "Oh, if we're out of meat, we’ll just eat grain. It’s no big deal, just a minor issue."
The older sister then explained that while it was fine for the women to eat only grain, the men were different. Those with nine hundred pounds of strength had to have meat, and even those with six hundred pounds of strength needed it at least twice a month.
Chapter 33