1986: My Happy Life in Provence

Chapter 127 Zoe, you lose this time!

Leah was very unhappy tonight. She called Vieri and Zoe twice, but they still didn't sit in the dining area or even appear in the living room.

Ronan is not yet a member of our family.

Is this how you treat your guests?

rude!

"Are you deaf?" Leah shouted in dissatisfaction at the two bedrooms while holding a plate.

Louis took the initiative to call the two children:

"Maybe he's busy. I'll go check it out."

Zoe pushed open the bedroom door before her father could make a move, stood at Vieri's door and knocked:

"Vieri, come out for dinner soon."

Vieri just told Zoe in detail what happened that day.

It mainly describes the color and taste of the seasoning.

Zoe decided to temporarily "lend" Ronan to Vieri tonight.

Vieri opened the door dejectedly, his eyes filled with despair:

“I’m not very hungry.”

God, please spare me.

"You can't skip dinner when you're growing up." Zoe didn't give Vieri a chance to refute, "Ronan will be sad if you don't try his 'innovation'."

Ronan, who came out of the kitchen, just heard this and came to Vieri's door guiltily:

"It was a bit of a failure last time, but I promise it won't be like that today. It shouldn't taste bad. Are you willing to give me another chance, Vieri?"

Ronan's tone was like coaxing a child, full of doting.

Zoe looked at Ronan with an extremely unbalanced heart.

Have you ever spoken to me like this?

But when I thought that this tone was obtained by eating horrible experimental subjects, I felt balanced again.

She was even pickier about food than Vieri, and she definitely wasn't going to be a guinea pig tonight.

Ronan's tone and attitude made Vieri feel a little shaken.

This is Ronan
Ronan is begging me!

"How many did you make?" he asked cautiously.

Ronan held up a finger:
"One, just made a dip with porcini mushrooms."

Vieri gritted his teeth and agreed:
"OK then."

Last time he escaped when he ate the second seasoning, so this time the damage can be halved.

Ronan happily hugged Vieri's shoulders:

"I can still play football with you tonight."

"Really?" Vieri's eyes lit up.

He hasn't played football with Ronan since his parents came back.

"Of course, I can come and accompany you tomorrow." Ronan said with a bright smile.

This is what he should 'compensate' to Vieri.

Zoe followed Ronan and Vieri silently.

She wants to go out with Ronan tonight.
It had been a long time since they had a night tour of Lourmarin.

Vieri ruined her good thing again!
The mushroom dinner was a success.

The people of Provence love this ingredient, and Leah cooks it using the traditional local method, so everyone likes it even more.

Only the bowl of dip never received the favor of a fork and spoon.

Everyone would rather eat porcini mushrooms without any seasoning than give Ronan's dip a chance.

In fact, Leah and Louis really want to support Ronan.

But the usage rate of soy sauce in France is extremely low, and Ronan's bowl of dark black dipping sauce with some unknown particles floating in it really challenged their bottom line.

France is a country that practices separate dining, and everyone has a strong sense of propriety when eating.

If others didn't want to eat, Ronan would be too embarrassed to force them.

But he tasted it in the kitchen and found that there was absolutely no problem with the dipping sauce this time, it was even very unique.

"Vieri, do you want to try my dip?" Ronan looked at his 'savior' expectantly.

Vieri's eyes were full of despair.

It's still this moment.
He took one last look at his sister Zoe.

Are you sure you don't want to be Ronan's 'savior' and give me this opportunity?

Zoe brought the plate of porcini mushrooms to her brother:
"Try it." Louis also put the sauce in front of Vier:
“Don’t forget to dip it.”

Leah considerately placed a napkin next to her son.

Vieri was disheartened.

This family has completely abandoned me.
But don't despair Vieri.

You still have Ronan!
When you eat this dip, your relationship with Ronan will become even closer!!

Vieri inserted a piece of porcini and rolled it quickly in the dip.

The sauce bubbled up, revealing more things at the bottom that the Provencal locals couldn't understand.

Zoe's pupils suddenly dilated as she thought of the incredible 'innovative' dishes she had eaten in Aix.

Thank God, I wasn't blinded by love.

Vieri put the porcini in his mouth with a "whoosh" and began to chew quickly.

"How is it?" Ronan asked anxiously.

Vieri chewed for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes:

“The taste is very familiar”

As he spoke, he inserted another piece and said to his sister:

"I can't describe its taste, but it's not bad. You are sensitive to taste. Would you like to try it?"

Ronan finally felt relieved.

As long as it doesn’t taste bad, it’s a victory.

After all, Vieri is very picky.

Zoe crossed her arms and looked like she was saying, "Don't even think about taking revenge on me."

"It's delicious, keep eating."

Vieri eats the second piece:

"It's just that the porcini is a little cold. It would be better to dip it in hot food. Seriously, you can try it."

Ronan hugged Vieri's shoulders tightly and said gratefully:

"No, no need for others to eat it, you have already given me the answer."

Before Vieri's smile could fully unfold, Ronan rubbed his head vigorously twice:

"Eat quickly, then we'll go play football. I'll come and accompany you every day this week."

"Good!!" Vieri dipped the third piece.

Zoe felt something was wrong.

Vieri only has some talent in business and probably doesn't have the potential to be an actor.

She carefully dipped her fork into the dip.

It tasted slightly spicy at first, then a strong salty and fresh taste. Although it was porcini mushrooms in her mouth, it had the sweet and fresh taste of seafood. Then the taste became complex. She couldn't tell what the flavors were, but it was indeed a familiar feeling as Vieri said.

This dip is far from being 'unpalatable'; Zoe even thinks it tastes a bit good.

"I think--" Zoe was about to comment when she saw Ronan and Vieri had left the table arm in arm, going to get the football like conjoined twins.

Vieri saw Zoe looking at him and gave her a smug smile of victory.

Zoe, you lose this time!

I have borrowed a chair, made the dipping sauce successfully, and learned many local ways of cooking mushrooms. Now the only thing I need to confirm is the soup base.

But there is no news about 'French Lily' yet.

When Ronan went to Mena Village to set up a stall, he took the time to go to the pharmacy again. The pharmacy here does not close on weekends.

Behind the window was still the old and young duo.

Ronan once again handed in the suspected 'French Sayuri':
"There aren't many people here today. If you have time, please help me find some information about it. I'll come and get it after the market is over."

If they still don't find anything this morning, Ronan will go to Apt for tests in the afternoon.

The older woman recognized Ronan.

She glanced at the shrunken mushrooms in the bag and said with a look of distress and anger:
"Why are they still here? They won't taste good if they're dry. You don't know how fresh they were the day they were picked."

Ronan bent down and asked doubtfully:

"Have you seen them on the market?"

"No, no." The lady shook her head, "It's the few flowers you left. I took them home to make soup tonight. Just a little bit makes the flavor very rich."

Ronan laughed and took his mushroom.

The medical system in Provence never let him down.
Regardless of whether these are 'French lilies', at least it is confirmed that you won't die if you eat them.

(End of this chapter)