[Comprehensive] On the Unity of the Goddess and the Cook

Dionysus and Hestia agreed on a bet, and the contest between the two officially began.

They agreed to judge at random among the onlookers.

The first is the person chosen by Dionysus. He chose the old man with the most gorgeous clothes and the fattest figure among the crowd. In his opinion, such a successful and famous man should not care about food because he eats too much food. Already, he should win more easily.

Seeing the person chosen by Dionysus, Hestia didn't say anything, just stood aside with a smile and waited.

The old man chosen by Dionysus was the richest man in the city-state, and it was true that he had eaten too many delicacies from mountains and seas because of his good living conditions, but he had no higher enthusiasm for those foods.

The old man took the wine that Dionysus handed over, and before he drank it, he sniffed the smell of the wine intoxicated. "I can tell by the taste alone that this is the best wine I've ever had in my life."

Dionysus watched the old man drink the wine triumphantly.

As soon as the old man drank the wine, he threw the wine glass away, and his fat body collapsed.He seemed to be decades younger, jumping up wildly in the field, and from time to time grabbed the hands of the women who followed Dionysus to tease them, causing the women to scream.

It took a long time before he regained his composure, but his obese body kept shaking because of the strenuous exercise just now, his face was flushed and he was out of breath.

"How did you do it? I drank your wine just now, and I felt like I was decades younger, so I couldn't wait to dance." And the lustful and powerless lust has been revived again.He looked at the wine glass thrown to the ground with some regret, wondering how much of this wine Dionysus still had, could he sell it to him?

The onlookers let out bursts of exclamation, they all saw what the old man looked like just now.Because of his noble status, this old man is very solemn on weekdays, and no one will see him as crazy just now.

Apparently Dionysus's wine had earned him a high score, and the women in his hands were already celebrating his victory.Some onlookers also felt that there was no need for Hestia to compete, as she had already lost.

Hestia brought the food he made to the old man just now: "It's my turn, please taste the food I made."

The old man was ashamed and annoyed by his gaffe in front of the crowd just now, and he also took some anger out on Hestia.He casually glanced at the food Hestia brought up, with a look of disdain on his face.The ingredients of these foods are nothing special, and the dishes are just what ordinary people eat every day. He, the richest person, has long since eaten such things.

However, as a highly respected person, since he was selected as the judge, he naturally wanted to taste Hestia's dishes.With a picky heart, he put a little salad in his mouth first.After chewing a few mouthfuls, he paused.Then I took another bite of the salad and ate it again.This time he ate slower than before, and he was not as careless as before.

He ate this salad for a long time. After swallowing the salad in his mouth, he picked up a piece of lamb with a sense of loss.In the process of tasting mutton, he repeated the process just now.What is even more surprising is that there are tears in the eyes of this usually moody old man.He picked up a piece of bread with trembling hands, took a bite, and began to cry uncontrollably, but even when he was crying, he still held the bread tightly.

The onlookers looked at each other, wondering what happened to the old man?Could it be that the food was so unpalatable that it made him cry?

Dionysus obviously wouldn't give him time to continue crying: "Say the fruit of your judgment."

"I judge that the dishes made by this lady are successful." The old man choked up and said his judgment.

"Impossible!" Dionysus did not believe that he would lose, he shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on the old man. "Why? Tell me your reason. You just said that my wine is the best you've ever had. Why is it that woman who won in the end?"

"But your wine makes me feel happy and young. It is indeed the best wine I have ever drunk. But this lady's food reminds me of my childhood and my mother who died long ago. My My father died young, and my mother worked so hard to raise me. Our family was very poor, and every meal was simple, but my mother worked hard to make those meals delicious. I still remember the day I left my hometown to venture into the world, My mother has been watching me leave at the door of the house. I vowed at that time that I must become famous and let her live a good life. But before I got rich and went back to my hometown to pick her up, she..." The old man finally broke down in tears.

"Madam, I am very grateful to you. Your food reminds me of my mother's taste, which I thought I would never experience again in this life, woo..." The old man choked and couldn't help himself.

From the old man's commentary, people already understood that the winner of this competition was Hestia.

"I don't believe it." Dionysus said with a gloomy face. He had never lost in a competition.

"I think it's my turn to find a judge this time." Hestia didn't bother with the victory of this competition, but made an excuse for Dionysus.

Hestia looked towards the crowd, intending to find a judge.Because of the deep feelings her dish brought to the old man, the onlookers eagerly hoped that Hestia would choose them to be a judge.

But Hestia did not choose these people. She came to a corner where there was a beggar.

In this era, people's hearts are still very simple, and they love labor very much.So there are very few beggars, and even people hate these people who have hands and feet but don't do production and only know how to beg.Therefore, seeing that Hestia actually chose a beggar as the judge, many people whispered.

"Please try my cooking." Hestia looked at the beggar who looked at her anxiously with a gentle smile.

The beggar never dreamed that the heavy responsibility of judging would fall on him. When he was cooking in Hestia, he would salivate when he smelled the aroma.Now smelling the aroma of the food delivered to him, he couldn't stop swallowing.

The beggar took out his most refined way of eating, picked up the food and put it in his mouth. None of the onlookers thought that this seemingly inconspicuous beggar could eat so gracefully.

The beggar ate very slowly, even though he hadn't eaten for two days.He savored the food in his mouth carefully, trying to keep the taste of the food in his mouth longer.

"This is the best meal I've ever had. Thank you, ma'am."

"Now it's time to taste my wine." Dionysus's voice came in a little coldly. He was not happy about giving his favorite wine to a beggar, just to win Hestia, that's all he can do.

The beggar took the wine from Dionysus, drank it down, and then he jumped up and down like the old man before, and he pulled the beautiful girls to dance.It was only at this time that people realized that the beggar danced so well, and he behaved gracefully like a nobleman.

The effect of the fine wine finally passed, and the beggar returned to reality with a dazed look in his eyes.

Dionysus waited for his judgment with some pride. In his opinion, the performance of the beggar just now was enough to explain who the winner of the competition was.You must know that the old man cried with snot and tears after eating the food just now, but this beggar did not.

"Tell me your fruit, beggar."

"I think it's the lady's food that wins."

"What? It's impossible!" Dionysus was completely furious, and there was no way he would lose.

"Yes, Dionysus, your wine is indeed very good, it is a wine that has never been drunk in this life."

The beggar's words drew a sneer from Dionysus, what kind of wine has a beggar drank in this life?

"I was born in a wealthy businessman's family. As an only child, I was loved by my parents. Their love made me an ignorant and arrogant person. Later, when I grew up, when I did a business .Because of my arrogance, I ignored my father's advice, and I bet all my family property, but I caused my family to lose all property. And because I couldn't face failure, I became a beggar .I have never had the courage to go home and admit my mistakes to my father. But this lady's meal reminds me of the taste of home and my parents. They are very old. If I don't go back to them If I apologize and ask for their forgiveness, I'm afraid I won't have a chance. Thank you, Ma'am. You gave me courage."

The beggar bowed solemnly to Hestia to express his thanks.

He looked at Dionysus again: "And you, Dionysus, your fine wine reminds me of me back then. When I first walked into the mall, those people looked at me in my father's face. My respect, it was really a period of good wine and beauty in my arms at that time. But when my business failed, those who used to compliment me turned a blind eye to me. Your wine brought me an illusory beauty, But the dream always wakes up."

After the beggar said these words, he walked over the crowd and left. Although he was dressed in rags, looking at his back gave him a tall and tall feeling.

Dionysus blushed a little, his wine had made him overconfident.

"Is it even better?" Hestia asked very calmly.She is very confident in the competition, and every dish of hers embodies her love for food, which is a dish of love.

"I lost." Dionysus said these words with difficulty.Admitting defeat was more painful than killing him.

"Very well, from today onwards you are my slave, follow my instructions."

Hestia cruelly gave the first order, which was to disband the army of beauties following Dionysus.

Dionysus readily agreed, and it was unacceptable for him to let these followers follow him to witness his enslavement.

"Okay, then come with me."

The author has something to say: I remember when I watched Xiaodaojia’s anime before, people there would have this or that feeling when they tasted the food, or they thought of home or their mother, so I guess Hestia is here The dishes made should also bring such a feeling, not too exaggerated.In addition, the dishes made by Hestia mentioned in the previous chapter were adapted from Greek recipes I read. It is said that Greek dishes are not delicious.I still remember watching a foreign food program before, and there was an episode introducing Greek food, which was really not interesting.Well, it should be said that Chinese people will have such feelings when they see foreign dishes.

There are still two chapters left to enter the first volume. I am thinking that fortunately the chapter on the Battle of Troy was cut off, otherwise the number of words in the first volume alone would be too considerable.

The Spring Festival holiday is finally coming to an end, and it is unbelievable that my manuscripts have persisted.It will be updated once a week on Saturdays starting from Monday.

And have you received all the red envelopes from friends who voted for Overlord? I found out that a friend named Xiaoxiong voted for landmines, but I couldn’t find his message, and I couldn’t send out red envelopes, so I’m troublesome. Little Xiong friend added a message, and Twelve Good Red Packets will be sent out.

Don't forget there is a red envelope today.