Well, the pig intestines had been taken to feed a dog. That was within Heath's expectations. After all, people in this world did not eat pig intestines. The last person he had met who liked them only did so because his mother had made them for him. Heath himself rarely saw anyone ask to eat pig intestines, so it was easy to imagine how unpopular they were in this world. He had been somewhat prepared for this.
"Huh? You want to buy these?" The butcher was a big, burly man with such exaggerated muscles that he looked positively swollen. Whatever else might be said, Heath thought he could have competed as a bodybuilder. Not every butcher looked like that, though. The owner of the stall next door, for instance, was not nearly as strong.
"Yes. Are they for sale?" Heath could not help asking as he looked at the fresh intestines that had just been removed. Although competing with a dog for food felt a little strange, he really did need the intestines.
"Hey, what do you mean, buy them? I normally just throw this kind of pig offal away. If you want it, you can have it all." The man laughed heartily. Heath hurriedly explained that he actually intended to pay, but that only upset the generous man. Heath could only keep thanking him as he accepted the owner's gift. He had been given a whole large bag of intestines. He hefted it; it was quite heavy. In his previous life, it probably would have cost a fair bit.
Having received the intestines for free, Heath could hardly just put them away and leave, so he chose to buy quite a lot of pork from the stall as well. He had to admit that the pork here was of