"I've made a roasted swan and boiled peacock. I'll also make an apple made from pork later. Draco is watching the fire for me right now," Narcissa was very happy when she heard Morgan-le-Feiil calling her by her nickname.
"Apple made from pork?" Morgan-le-Feiil asked curiously.
"Mince the pork and add egg white to make meatballs. Boil it before roasting it. Then, use egg yolk or saffron to imitate the golden color of an orange. There are also some that use flour and vanilla juice to mold the green outer shell. Then, brush it with a layer of hazelnut juice and egg yolk to make a shiny 'apple.'" Narcissa thought about Morgana's son's preference and the misunderstanding from before. She tried her best to explain without leaving any trace, "Oh, Morgana … You must know that Muggle was crazy about spices in that era. Pepper, almond, cumin, saffron … Juicy citrus, bright lemon, fragrant orange blossom … These were all ingredients that British chefs sought after. In that era where spices were as precious as gold to Muggle, the British Muggle had a higher pursuit of food culture compared to the modern British Muggles." "Other than being exquisite and delicious, the Muggle at that time was also a way to flaunt one's wealth. The most popular spice at that time was saffron. Firstly, it was expensive. Secondly, it was beautiful. Just a small pinch of it would make a pot of golden light. Speaking of which, my ancestors were like many wizards. They used Phantom Transfiguration to transport these spices and earned a lot of money … Speaking of which, I think those who questioned Allen's way of doing things are just ignorant of magic history. Allen is just reviving the ancient way of doing things so that we wizards can benefit from it …" Lucius pretended to casually mention the information that he crammed into his memory to prove his attitude toward Muggle. "You know, before the Malfoy Family's secrecy law came into effect, they had a close relationship with the Muggle Royal Family. The dishes that Sissy made were three of the ancient recipes that the Royal Family put together about 500 years ago … Morgan-le-feil. If you're interested, I'll ask Sissy to make a copy for you. Speaking of which, although it's not something that's too delicious, it's from a long time ago. According to the family records, only Marquis Bath's library in Longstreet Castle might have a copy."
"There are some dishes that I don't think you'll like too much Morgan-le-feil because the food in the banquet itself is no longer important … The royal banquet is just a tool for showing off and entertainment." Narcissa was a little afraid that she would be disappointed if she raised her expectations too high. She added, "For example, the chef will roast the peacock and put feathers on it one by one to restore it to its appearance when it was alive. A bird flapping its wings will fly out of the pastry pie when it's cut open. A dwarf acrobat might be hidden in the huge pudding served …"
"Oh? The recipes of the ancient Muggle royal family … "Morgan-le-feil's interest was piqued." Is it very thick? It sounds quite complicated … "
"It's not that thick. This cookbook is only 80 pages thin. It's clearly divided into three parts. It has a detailed description of the meals of the Muggle nobles in England. The first part is the recipes of the previous grand banquets, including the dishes of the Muggle King Henry V at the coronation feast. The second part is the seasonal menu calendar, that is, what dishes are eaten in what season. The third part is a list of specific cooking ingredients." Narcissa was very satisfied that the current situation was similar to what she had discussed with her husband. She quickly emphasized the concept of Muggle. "There are also comments from the Muggle nobles about their favorite dishes in the book. For example, Henry I, the youngest son of the Muggle King William the Conqueror, said that he loved eels so much that he almost died every time he ate.
Every time, he would stuff himself half to death … In fact, in the end, he ate himself to death because of the lamprey … "She then sighed.
"But unfortunately, because this cookbook doesn't mention the amount of ingredients and how to use them, it's very difficult to make a dish.
It made cooking these ancient dishes very difficult … So I didn't learn much?
And I don't know why the modern Muggle nobles in England seem to fall in love with potatoes. Also, many of the dishes are too rough … too rough?
Their eating habits have changed to simple cooking methods in the countryside. "
"I happen to know this very well. In 1794-1795, England experienced a serious famine. At that time, we had already implemented the Secret Act, and the wizards couldn't help them with our food.
So this shortage raised the status of potatoes?
At that time, one acre of potatoes could feed a person equivalent to three acres of wheat. Under the cruel reality, potatoes gained a firm foothold in England and haunted us for hundreds of years … "John Barsa had just finished writing his reply to the letter.
He looked up at Narcissa with a smile, as if he had read her intentions perfectly.
After a short while, he continued, "Then, the Industrial Revolution brought English cuisine further to darkness. During that time, fresh vegetables had to be transported from far away. The carriages were slow and inefficient. Not to mention that the vegetables people ate were not fresh.
It was also easy to cause food poisoning. "
"According to the International Secret Act, it's not a good thing for both sides …" As a pureblood, Morgan-le-Feil didn't know much about English.
Actually, she didn't know much about the Muggle world. Hearing the unfamiliar word famine, she sighed.
"Otherwise, I think Hagrid could feed everyone by planting pumpkins for them …"
"Of course, this wasn't enough to make people give up cooking.
What really made English Muggle give up delicacies was the two wars in the Muggle World?
As an island nation?
As people without magic who couldn't move quickly, they relied on imported ingredients. Before the war, five-quarters of England's wheat had to be transported from Canada. However, during the war, the food supply line was broken. There was even a shortage of potatoes for a period of time. " John relied on his encyclopedic memory to talk about Muggle knowledge. "In human history, war is probably the most powerful weapon to change food habits. Although English Muggle's standard of living has improved and they should pursue better food, they can't go back … They've long forgotten the recipes passed down by word of mouth hundreds or even thousands of years ago. The colorful spices and the imaginative food that left a deep impression were all lost in the war. " "Fortunately, Narcissa still has the recipes … We can restore the heritage left by our ancestors. Now, we have reestablished contact with Muggle." Morgan-le-feil nodded and inadvertently pointed at the portrait at home. "I think Helga will be interested. She can restore it well and cook it for Merlin …"
"Uh …" The Malfoy couple who were flaunted by Allen's mother that she was best friends with Hufflepuff and Merlin was Allen's apprentice were at a loss for words. The couple stared at the oil paintings hanging everywhere in Harris' new house on the island in the middle of the lake. Those were decorations for the portrait of Helga, the founder of Hogwarts. Although it was only a portrait, it made the couple who were passionate about glory and antiques very envious. They were once again shocked by Harris' heritage.
After a long while, Narcissa cleared her throat and made a sound. "With Miss Hufflepuff, it will be restored well …"
But at this time, Morgan-le-feil put one hand on the other. "Sissy, remember to make an extra serving of pork and apple later. My … daughter-in-law … uh … seems to be interested in our conversation. She told me she wants to try it …" Morgan-le-feil's words were a little unnatural. "Thank you for your hard work … But be careful, her portion is the same as mine … Taboo."
"Someone likes to eat it. For people like us who like to cook, it's not hard work. It's a blessing. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare … She heard it? Uh? " After Narcissa agreed, she looked around blankly. Only then did she realize that she didn't understand how the daughter-in-law that the other party mentioned could hear their conversation.
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