Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 54 The inescapable fragrance
"coming!"

Half an hour later, Lorne, who was busy in the kitchen, took out a tray and placed several steaming pottery bowls in front of the long-awaited diners.

As soon as it is served, the golden soup made from big bones in the bowl is filled with a rich aroma; a few pieces of juicy sauced beef are spread on top, which makes people can't help but increase their appetite; it is as thin as cicada wings. White radish slices and a few green tender leaf vegetables float up and down, responsible for relieving greasiness; chopped parsley as a seasoning is sprinkled on top instead of chopped green onion to further enhance the aroma; and the crystal clear noodles like ribbons dance in the bowl, adsorbing the Thick beef soup base...

The all-round stimulation of colors and aromas filled the waiting diners with a sense of anticipation. They couldn't wait to take out the noodles and take a bite. The tenacity of the noodles and the deliciousness of the soup intertwined in the mouth, making people almost unable to stop.

Fortunately for little Medusa and Hestia who had experienced this novelty, Athena and Nikki couldn't help but shine when they tried this new type of food for the first time, and their taste buds were conquered by it.

The fork in his hand that almost never stops is the best proof.

Soon, the two bowls of beef noodles with delicious flavor and color were eaten up by the two gods.

As her eldest niece put down her fork and sat upright, Hestia eagerly stepped forward to ask how she felt.

"How's it going? Not bad, right?"

"good……"

Athena gave this a neutral comment, then turned her head slightly and her eyes fell on someone behind her.

Lorne, who had evolved into a human spirit, noticed the micro-expression of the goddess of wisdom and immediately understood. He diligently took the bowl away with a very doggy smile on his face.

"There must be not enough samples. I will serve another bowl for you to taste carefully. I will also ask you to give more detailed suggestions for improvement later."

"Ah."

Having reached such a level, Athena maintained her elegance and nodded calmly, but the admiration and satisfaction in her eyes could not be concealed.

"I also want!"

Nikki next to her also handed over the pottery bowl that she had emptied out, with a look on her face that was still unfinished.

"All, all!"

Lorne promised again and again, turned around and walked into the kitchen, filling a full bowl for each of the two gods with explosive fighting power. At the same time, he also filled the bowls for Hestia and Little Medusa, who were also about to bottom out. , to complement the soup base and noodles.

In this situation, everyone is treated equally.

At least, there needs to be no room for fault on the surface.

In order to prevent the meal from being too monotonous, Lorne went into the kitchen to cook some dishes that he and Hestia had improved or tinkered with, and presented them to the table one after another.

Under his attentive service, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and everyone at the table had a great time.

Looking at the joyful scene in the living room, Lorne, who felt tense in his heart, finally relaxed and took a moment to serve himself a bowl of noodles to fill his somewhat empty stomach.

The origins of European noodle culture can be traced back to ancient Greece. At that time, noodles had become a popular food, used not only for breakfast and lunch, but also for dinner.

But now, this kind of thing is probably only a prototype at best.

As a person from the future, Lorne, although not very knowledgeable in cooking, at least has a relatively complete knowledge of cooking and food experience due to his long-term solitary life.

Fermentation, seasoning, cooking, and frying are cooking techniques and dietary reforms that have taken thousands of years to gradually take shape. Each of them is the crystallization of knowledge gained from countless human trials and errors.

Bringing these to the Age of Gods, where human civilization has just begun, is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

Even if the gods are used to eating cherished delicacies from the mountains and seas, they are not immune to delicacies they have never experienced before.

In front of me, the goddess of wisdom, who was uninterested at first but is now completely "really fragrant", is the best proof.

Three-quarters of an hour later, the four of them were satiated and lazily leaning on their chairs. Lorne cleared the table with great discernment and presented the after-dinner snacks and fruit juice. The main emphasis was on five-star service.

Following Hestia's strong recommendation, Athena scooped up a spoonful of homemade yogurt with raisins and sweet almonds, put it into her mouth to taste, her face showed satisfaction, and her faint eyes fell on the "chef" in the kitchen. On the body, thoughtfully.

Now, she probably understood why her aunt suddenly turned against her and wanted to keep this little bastard.

Although the goddess of the stove does not care about worldly affairs, she is not without desires and desires.

Her biggest hobby is to find some fun related to the home and kitchen to pass the time.

Cooking, planting, housework, and brewing are all her interests.

And trying to find similar like-minded people among demigods and gods who generally pursue power and authority is simply harder than climbing to the sky.

But coincidentally, a guy who met the requirements almost perfectly broke into her home. Not only did he show excellent cooking skills and always refreshing food insights, he even managed the house and served guests in a way that made people feel at home. high.

With such a follower, at least the quality of life can be greatly improved visible to the naked eye.

Not to mention the goddess of the stove who is in charge of the house, even Athena herself can't help but feel a little moved.

"To be honest, I already regret it a little now. I should have brought you to Olympus earlier if I had known..."

The goddess of wisdom put down the empty bowl and looked faintly at the demigod candidate she had carefully trained.

Hestia, who was selling hard next to her, couldn't help but froze the smile on her face, and began to worry about gains and losses.

"Compared with Olympus, it seems that the city of Knossos should be called your private territory. Now, won't I serve in your palace?"

Facing Athena's scrutiny, Lorne smiled calmly.

"You can come anytime you want."

"Too."

Athena nodded, seemingly satisfied with this statement.

Seeing that her eldest niece seemed to have no intention of pursuing the matter any further, Hestia let out a sigh of relief.

After eating and drinking, Athena stood up from her seat, stretched her waist lazily, turned to look at Lorne who was following Hestia to clean up the house, her eyebrows were raised, and a subtle smile appeared on her face.

"After dinner, why not... practice?"

“It’s not advisable to exercise strenuously after eating!”

When Lorne heard this, he immediately and sternly refused, with a "thinking about you" expression, while the danger bell in his heart kept ringing crazily.

Fight you? joke!

Judging from the unscrupulous expression on your face, you have clearly dug a hole and are waiting for me to jump, so that you can take the opportunity to beat me up in an open and honest manner.

Last time, just because I stole a few pieces of your tribute and made up a few words behind your back, you made me lie on the ground for seven or eight days, and my butt still hurts.

Do you dare to say that you invited me to sparring this time, not because you were rejected, you lost face, and you wanted to take revenge?

Oh, I have long seen through your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, you narrow-minded woman!
Lorne thought about the dozen rose thorns stuck in his butt that night, and couldn't help but secretly curse.

(End of this chapter)