The cool breeze in the evening passed through the valley, making people feel comfortable.

The servants set up dining tables on the flat ground, and the Greek chefs were busy in front of the ovens that had been set up next to them.

Roger sat in the main seat, and his subordinates sat in the corresponding position according to their position.

At the other end of the long table, Little Boschmond sat, and he and Roger were facing each other far away from each other across the long table.

Little Bosimund sat on his guard captain Rinaldi on his right hand.

Roger asked the nobleman to call Minxi Howard Johnson, who left a seat for the Baron in the middle of the long side of the dining table.

This was the first time Roger was entertaining aristocratic prisoners, and he felt that he should arrange it as much as possible according to the rules of this era.

Bread and dried fruits are placed in the basket on the dining table, the bottle is topped with good olive oil and the plate is snowflake salt.

The servants served the appetizer, which was a mixed lettuce salad. The green lettuce and milky white cheese looked appetizing.

Roger tasted it and he ate the salt of sea salt.

He called the Greek chef to ask: "Is the saltiness in this cheese because of salt?"

The chef replied: "No, Master.

"This cheese is called Fida cheese and is a specialty of Greece.

“It is made with goat milk as a raw material because it is fermented in whey and brine, also known as brine cheese.

“It’s salty in itself.

“And this Fida cheese must be soaked in salt water for storage.

"When eating, not only should you not add salt, but you need to soak it in cold water or milk first to reduce its saltiness."

"It tastes good," Roger applauded, and he waved his hand to let the chef retreat.

The servants served steaming fish head soup again, which contained garlic and olives.

The wine was also brought up.

In addition to red wine, Roger saw another wine, and he smelled the strong smell of fennel.

Roger asked his servant to pour himself a glass of fennel wine.

The servant poured only half a cup into Roger's silver cup with gems.

Seeing that the wine was brown and yellow, Roger smelled the alcoholic smell of the strong wine.

"Sorry, Master, we have no ice, only cool mountain spring water."

The servant apologized and mixed the anise wine in Roger's cup with water.

Roger instantly turned milky white when he saw the color of the wine.

He picked it up and took a sip. The taste was clear and sweet, a little bitter, but it was very refreshing.

He asked the servant, "What kind of wine is this?"

"Good leader, this is ouzo fennel wine, a famous Greek specialty. I asked the locals to buy it when I was in Avlona."

Roger felt that this kind of strong wine mixed with water was very suitable for drinking in summer.

He picked up the wine glass and drank with everyone, and the atmosphere on the dining table gradually became lively.

The Greek chef took out the carefully baked main course from the oven, and the servants served it on the table while it was hot.

Roger saw that this was a pie.

He cut it with a carry-on knife, and the pie crust contained Fida cheese and layers of minced lamb.

He took a bite and the meat of the mutton was so refreshing that he couldn't help but be amazed.

He called the chef to ask, "Why is this mutton so refreshing? Well, it has an authentic feeling."

The Greek chef looked proud and said, "This is the characteristic of the Greek diet.

“We pay attention to ‘original flavor’.

"The mutton here is marinated with various herbs, lemon juice and olive oil before cooking.

“The key to this dish is the freshness of the ingredients and the quality of the olive oil.

“It must be used with the top olive oil.”

The chef emphasized: "Only Greece can produce the best olive oil."

Roger smiled and asked the chef to step down, and he felt that the chef's introduction was a bit exaggerated.

Greek olive oil on the table is great, but Roger doesn't think the top olive oil is only available in Greece.

He thought Sicilian olive oil was also great, and Andalusian olive oil was no worse than that of Greece.

He believes that the three have their own advantages, and the only difference lies in the taste of different origins.

The olive oil in Andalusia has a fruity aroma; the Greek has a grassy aroma; the Sicilian has a herbal fragrance and a spicy aftertaste.

Roger likes all three kinds of olive oils.

Just as Roger was still savoring, he saw Baron Minxi Howard Johnson walking in steady steps.

The servant stepped forward and introduced Minxi Howard Johnson into the seat reserved for him.

Minxi Howard Johnson sat down naturally. He did not say hello to Roger, the owner, nor did he apologize for his lateness.

Roger heard Minxi Howard Johnson asks the servant directly: "Please give me a cup of 'doctor'."

The servant obviously didn't understand, and he asked, "Your Excellency, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Roger listened to Minxi Howard Johnson's speech was slow and his tone was calm.

He said: "I'm not feeling any discomfort. I'm talking about a Riesling white wine. Please give me a glass. I'm a little thirsty."

The servant replied, "Sorry, ye sir, there is no white wine you want here;

"Or how about I give you a glass of Nemia red wine?"

"Well, I'm not a very picky person."

Roger saw Minxi Howard Johnson then turned his head and said to Shana, who was sitting beside him:

"If you have been to so many places and experienced so many things like me, you will learn to follow the local customs like me."

Shana had a mutton pie in her mouth and stared blankly at the person who suddenly talked to her.

And Minxi Howard Johnson has turned around and talked to the servant.

He asked, “Does this wine have a origin?”

"Yes, yes."

The servant poured a glass of Namia red wine for Minxi Howardson.

Then the servant said like an endorsement:

“Namiya red wine is made from the 'Shenggitiko' grapes, known as the king of red grapes.

“It has a beautiful crimson red, blackberry flavor, rich and mature texture and velvety silky.

"You can try it."

Roger saw Minxi Howard Johnson take a big sip, and it was like a sip of beer.

Then he said, "It's really delicious. I drank the rich fruit fragrance, which is very good."

Then Roger saw Minxi Howard Johnson turn his head and talk to Rinaldi on the other side of him:

“But what I care more about is the connotation of wine.

“A good wine has at least one story, just like a human being.

“A man without a story is poor and pitiful.

"For example, you have no story, you can only eat and drink wherever you go. It's so pitiful.

“Unlike me, I have many stories, and I have so rich experience that you can’t imagine.

"I'll tell you in detail later."

Roger saw that Linardi stopped eating and drinking.

Seeing him straightening up, approaching Minxi Haoshen's hand, put down and put it on his waist, and looked at the person who was rashly disturbing him with his face.

Minxi Howard Johnson didn't seem to see the obvious hostility of Rinaldi, and he had turned around and spoke to the servant.
Chapter completed!