The Foreign Butcher
The king returned from a diplomatic visit at a kingdom far, far away. While visiting, he tasted some of the local cuisine and fell in love with one of their foods - the sausage! - and brought back as much as his caravan could carry. He knew that he would run out of the meaty delights one day, so he brought together his kingdom's butchers to examine them and try to reproduce it.
One butcher noted how the sausage had a skin on it. He had never seen a skin so thin before and wasn't sure how the other kingdom was doing it. He said he would try some experiments with thinning animal hide to see if he could recreate it. Another butcher noticed that the inside of the sausage had a varied texture, and did not look like a cut off an animal. He noticed that the meat was crumbly, but also very juicy. He said he would try some experiments to dice up some meat into small chunks and then add in some tallow to see if that recreated the texture. A third butcher, after tasting one, caught the flavour of something other than meat, perhaps a spice he had never tasted before, and vowed to try some experiments to reproduce the flavour.
After many months of trial and error, and many bad sausages, the king gathered up the butchers and threw a fit. "These sausages are awful! The skin is too thick and chewy! The meat is dry and chunky! And the flavour is really bland, it tastes like nothing!", he shouted. The first butcher explained how he had hired ten extra hands to help thinning the skin and that he would need more money if was to get the skin to be thinner. The second butcher explained how he had hired ten hands as well to help chop the meat as finely as possible, and that he would need more money to buy more tallow and to hire more hands. The third butcher said he had scoured the forests all around and could not find a herb that matched what he tasted. He too would need more money so he could expand his search. The king shouted back, "NO! I will send word to the kingdom I visited and ask them to send me their finest butcher so that he may teach you how to make sausage".
When the foreign butcher arrived, the king took him around to each of the butcher's shops and asked him to point out what was wrong. When he got to the first butcher shop, he noticed a lot of animal hides and a large team of people working to strip them. "I don't think any of this is correct", the foreign butcher said to the King. The local butcher overheard this and immediately jumped in, "I don't think you know what you are talking about, I am an expert at thinning hides". "That may be the case", the foreign butcher responded, "but I don't use thinned hides in my sausages". At the other butcher shops, the foreign butcher again attracted the ire of the local butchers by claiming that what they were doing was not correct. By this point it was getting late and the King had to return to the castle. He left his local butchers with an order to spend the evening with the foreign butcher to learn his method.
The foreign butcher began by grabbing a meat grinder. He asked the local butchers for some meat. Perplexed by the question, they asked him what kind of meat and what cut, to which he responded, "whatever you got". They handed him some scrap cuts that were lying around the shop, not wanting to waste the good cuts. Next he asked for the intestines from a sheep. The local butchers were perplexed again, but complied. The foreign butcher then grabbed the meat cuts, put them in the top of the grinder with some salt and spices, and then put the sheep intestines onto the output spout of the grinder. When he began turning the grinder, the meat and spices mixed together, were ground into a paste, and then extruded into the intestines. As the intestines filled, he would occasionally twist a kink into them to create individual sausages. After a few minutes, he had made enough sausage for a large dinner party.
The local butchers looked on in horror as the industry they had created for themselves over the last few months collapsed; A single butcher could create all the sausage the kingdom needs. When the king returned the next day, the foreign butcher was nowhere to be found. The local butchers, however, did have a sausage for the king to taste... and it tasted great.