"Well, if Mrs. Scamander and Mr. Scamander agree...otherwise, even if the five of us eat pork three meals a day, we might have to eat such a big Yorkshire pig for more than a month.
"
As Elena spoke, she turned her head and looked at the Scamander couple sitting at the other end of the dining table.
Adult Yorkshire large white pigs are not Chinese white pigs. As one of the largest edible pig species in the world, these big guys are generally more than half heavier than their relatives in Asia. According to Elena's estimation
, the large white pig Mrs. Scamander bought was estimated to weigh nearly a thousand pounds, which is about 450 kilograms.
Although the existence of magic means they don't have to worry about the pork spoiling in a short period of time.
However, after long-term storage, the meat will inevitably become stale, so it would be best to eat it as soon as possible - if there is no way to turn it into delicious food to share, you may have to reluctantly feed it to dogs.
"Okay, Hannah." Elena thought for a moment, then pushed the plate of hot pork kidneys in front of her in the middle of the dining table, "We'll talk about the pork kidneys later. You really shouldn't miss this pork kidney."
Mr. Te, are you interested in trying it too?"
"I'll forget it."
Newt Scamander said that when the topic was about to return to him, he restrained his curiosity with great vigilance and turned his attention again to the "sour and sweet pepper fried pork chop" placed in front of him.
"Above.
As a native Englishman, he had no intention of trying the dish piled high with various types of peppers.
Perhaps, only the German and Austrian wizards with heavy taste, the mysterious Eastern wizards, or those little guys who are still curious about the world will want to take the initiative to eat those red devils that make people full of uneasiness at the sight of them.
crop.
"Don't try to persuade me. The most that Newt can bear is these bell peppers."
Tina Scamander chuckled, and elegantly cut off a small piece of pork chop and put it in her mouth. The juicy pork fiber and bell pepper were mixed together, which just satisfies the purest meatiness without being too spicy.
It makes people feel tired.
"However, Newt and I can't decide yet whether to go out and set up a stall. We need to seek Professor Dumbledore's opinion and learn a little about the surrounding non-magical shops... Although we live here
So many years, but generally speaking we don't have much interaction with those No-Majs, especially at night."
Newt nodded in agreement, showing a somewhat helpless expression.
"And there are also issues with the Ministry of Magic. Those officials will not easily believe that a few wizards will sell ordinary pork snacks on the streets of the non-magical world - the Aurors have never relaxed their attention to me.
."
No matter how you say it, Newt is one of the people recognized as being at the top of the magic spectrum in the world today.
Moreover, even if Newt Scamander's own magical abilities are excluded, just the magical animals he keeps in his basement are an unstable bomb that is hard to let go of for the wizarding world.
"By the way, I'm referring to this normal pork dish."
After a short pause, Newt gently pressed the fried pork chop in front of him with the knife in his hand.
"As for those dishes that Miss Kaslana likes...well, the dishes made from strange parts of pigs, let alone Muggles, I'm worried that even the officials from the Ministry of Magic may be suspicious.
Elena puffed up her cheeks, said angrily, and demonstratively took another big mouthful of hot waistband.
"This is not a matter of taste." Tina shook her head and whispered softly, "Dear, as far as I know, most people still prefer normal meat to those offal, no matter whether they are good or not.
eat."
Elena turned her head, her eyes wandering between Scamander and his wife.
After hesitating for a moment, Elena considered her words and asked slowly.
"Well, you mean..."
This is a very wonderful feeling, a bit similar to the subtle atmosphere when she faced Dumbledore and Grindelwald at Hogwarts before. It was as if she had to deal with two debaters with different ideas at the same time in her previous life.
déjà vu.
If nothing else, if she continues to expand the topic, it will be a multi-target boss.
"Elena, look, you have great talents in cooking, magic, flying, and magical animals. You are a genius that is rare to see in hundreds of years. Even Professor Dumbledore said the same about you."
Newt thought for a while, took over his wife's words, and took the initiative to speak.
"So, so what? You can actually start right after the 'but'."
Elena raised her eyebrows, not confused by the praise in Newt Scamander's words.
After all, people usually have some meaningless preparation before saying some requirements and not-so-good comments. Unless it is a rainbow fart in business, it is best not to take the descriptions before the "but" too seriously.
.
"but……"
Newt touched his nose awkwardly, glanced at the pig brains being roasted on the kitchen fire, and continued.
"Perhaps you should try to put more attention and energy elsewhere... What I want to express is that even if you like cooking, there is no need to study pig internal organs or magic plants.
, the ways in which magical animals may exist are in areas of little significance.”
"For example, the pan-fried pork chop you made, I think it's great!"
Newt Scamander pointed to the tender and juicy fried pork chop with bell pepper in front of him and said in one breath.
"Normal pork, beef, fish, maybe you should try more of these normal foods. I'm not questioning your unique taste, I just want to say that there are many mainstream foods that are more exciting and worth studying."
Was she originally waiting for her here?
Sure enough, do you still want to take this opportunity to change her concept of magical animals?
Elena nodded thoughtfully.
If nothing else, this is probably due to Dumbledore's instructions.
"I think you're right, Mr. Scamander."
A sweet smile appeared on Elena's face, and she spoke softly in a calm voice.
"Actually, to be honest, of course I also like to eat pork. Whether it's bacon, tenderloin, pork belly, or pork belly, these are obviously easy to cook, and the upper and lower limits of the dishes you can make can be very high. But here.
Before, I still had a small question..."
"Huh? What's the problem?"
Hearing Elena's answer, Newt was a little surprised at first, and then asked warily.
"Dear Mr. Scamander," Elena carefully considered her words, with a sneer on her lips, "I wonder if you have ever understood what hunger and poverty at the bottom of society are like over the years.
life--"
"If you can't afford such good pork..."
Elena's eyes flashed with a look of nostalgia, and she said unhurriedly.
"Then when some people want to eat meat, they can only snatch the discarded pig heads from the mouths of wild dogs next to the slaughterhouse, as well as a pile of smelly pig offal, without scraping the bones, and chop off the joints.
The above pig’s trotters…”
"Of course, more often than not, in order to ensure that it is not diseased pork or spoiled processed products, it is a good choice to spend a little money to purchase these 'slaughter waste' from the slaughterhouse. After all, it is also measured by weight.
…”
"And at this time, someone has to find a way to make these things as delicious as possible, right? Of course, another prerequisite before eating is that you must first know what other things can be eaten...