Ancient Foodie Survival Guide Novels & Stories

Angelique struggled to reply, “Uhm.. Don’t you have rice and meat? Maybe egg and hotdogs?” “Rice, egg, and hotdogs?” The handmaiden furrowed her brows, “For centuries, the food in the underworld is solely sourced and grown in the orchards. Though mortals often offer black pigs to the master during the Golden era of Olympus, he would only feast on it in the mortal lands. In the underworld, the master is used to eating fruits and nuts since the ancient times until the present.” Angelique smiled awkwardly. This would not make her full. “What about Hades?”

Yet, in this harsh and unforgiving world, where survival was a constant battle, she knew that she had to prioritize her own well-being above all else. With each bite of the succulent vegetable, Nadine felt a renewed sense of strength coursing through her weary body. The flavors exploded on her tongue, a symphony of freshness and vitality that seemed to breathe life back into her. In that moment, she made a silent promise to herself – to honor the gift of sustenance she had found in this hidden oasis by using it to fuel her determination to survive.

"Not for the ambiance." "Sit, please." Silas gestured to the chair at the opposite end of the table. "The staff has prepared a traditional 'Survivor’s Meal.' It is a ritual of the North to eat before a journey into the dark." Lyra sat, her movements silent. The table was filled with the scents of roasted venison, wild roots, and heavy, dark bread. To anyone else, it would have been a feast. To Lyra, it was a display of irony.

she said souring all wise and ancient. “Mmmmm” I replied because my mouth is filled with the food , even though my mouth taste bitter I could still tell that the food is delicious because of the way it smells besides I don’t eat for taste or pleasure , I now eat for survival so that I can stay alive and not die of hunger in my enemy’s Pack.

The girl nodded, before she tried to find another way to repay her benefactor's kindness. "Actually... I have another request. May I borrow your kitchen? I can cook, and I wish I could eat my food once in a while." Actually, it was just an excuse so that Maya could simultaneously develop her cooking techniques at this house. Seeing Evan, who was a little pale this morning, Maya felt a little sorry because Evan didn't seem to pay much attention to his health all this time. Maya wanted to make up for the man's kindness by cooking him healthy food. But it's not the usual kind of healthy food. The food is the secret recipe of the researchers in a world where food crises are a major problem for h

Are you kicking her out just because some people complained? Everyone went silent after that. They looked down and pretended to focus on their food. Landon turned to face them. "Pretentious snobs." Aria didn't bother saying more. She knew that no matter what she said, these people would remain stubborn and close-minded. They'd always think foreign culture was superior, that copying it made them better. It was true that we should never stop learning new things. But some people had twisted what it actually meant. Take forks and knives, for example. These were things Farshya's ancestors had already moved past. Back in ancient times, when roasting and boiling were the main cooking methods, meat

on the woodsheite and caused small golden sparks to arise. “Papa, look! I make the wood warm!" she shouted proudly. Marcus laughed and lifted her up. “You are the best helper in the world.” Livia concentrated on supplies. She collected with Valeria wild herbs, berries and Mushrooms, dried them and stored them in the cool storage chamber. Marcus hunted two Rough and smoked the meat. They made the last figs and apples a thick, sweet paste, which they kept in hues. Livia sewn thick blankets

Old man Jenkins granddaughter heard his tummy make low rumbling sounds and turned around to look at his bloody figure. "Also, just so you know, there are no more free meals. You have to earn what you want to eat. So, you better start hunting around for your next meal if you want to be able to eat anytime soon. Any living thing apart from those carnivorous plants and the multicolored mushrooms and rodents are for eating. There are some multicolored rodents you can actually eat but it is difficult to tell them apart, so you better just avoid them altogether. Any other thing, you are free to eat. As long as you are able to successfully kill them. Till then, see ya!" She told him and abruptly di

"Stop being so lazy, do you remember how long it took us to find a deer to kill last time?" Skoll rolled over onto his back and sat up. "Alright fine, but don't blame me if I'm falling asleep for most of the day." Feeling satisfied by convincing Skoll to get out of bed, she promptly walked into the kitchen. Feeling hungry, Fenrir followed her close behind. Suriel had already laid out the meal for them in advance, like most days their meals comprised of vegetables grown in one of Suriel's gardens as a side dish. For the main repast was salt-cured meat, which most humans ate since the food would last a long time before perishing.

A lot of the remaining merchandise is scattered around the floor or turned on its side on its shelf, having been overlooked during the first couple weeks of the zombie apocalypse. Aaron holds up a can of horseradish sauce and grimaces before setting it back down on the shelf. We don't have room to carry back any condiments that we don't have much use for. Things like horseradish, relish, or honey mustard sauce aren't a necessity and can't keep someone nourished and alive. Aaron climbs up the shelf to look at the top row, and he comes back down with three dented cans of baked beans that somebody missed. He drops them into my basket with a smile.