The aroma comes from the cooking pot and grill.
There is no need to shout at all, the dwarves can tell whether the food is cooked or half-cooked just by sniffing.
Morgan and Bilbo now also learned this ability of the dwarves.
On the journey for more than a month before.
Because the food is compact, if the meal time is a little slow, it will not mean that you will not eat.
But there must be very few dried meats and other things left.
In order to compete with the dwarves for food so as not to fall behind, Morgan and Bilbo also learned the dwarves' ability to use their noses to identify raw and cooked food from the smell.
There was a circle of dwarves surrounding the card game on the side.
The main players in the card game are the three dwarves Fili, Bofur, and Groin.
Bofur, who originally had a handful of bad cards, was worried about how much he would lose in this round.
However, when the smell of meat came from the side, Bofur's eyes immediately lit up. He threw down the cards in his hand without hesitation and shouted: "Breakfast is cooked, it's time to eat, no more playing!"
Bofur dropped the card and ran away, but was grabbed by Groyin, who was faster. Groyin handed the card in his hand to Bofur and said fiercely: "You still want to run, look at what my card is!"
Another card player, Feili, also handed over the cards in his hand at the right time and said with a smile: "Bofur, look at my cards again."
"Haha, Bofur is trying this trick again..."
"Gloin won't be fooled a third time..."
"Well done..."
"Haha, let's do the same thing next time..."
"It's time to eat..."
"Wow, today's breakfast tastes really good..."
"Pang Bo's cooking skills are better than before..."
"It's just that the elves have given enough spices, and I can do it..."
"Oh my God, Dolly, can you please not mention your cooking skills?"
"Fili is right, Doli's cooking is a nightmare, I still remember..."
"Hey, don't be like this, okay? I don't want to either..."
"Haha, look, Dolly finally knows how to be shy...
"Hate..."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
In the picturesque scenery of Rivendell, under the warm sunshine of early autumn, on a sunny day.
Morgan and a group of dwarves enjoyed this very sumptuous breakfast.
After a pleasant breakfast.
Morgan went alone to a quiet corner of the garden and began practicing White Duck Swordsmanship.
In the morning, I concentrated on practicing white duck swordsmanship.
Practice archery in the afternoon.
This is Morgan's training plan during his visit to Rivendell.
Try to master LV2 White Duck Swordsmanship and LV3 Archery as quickly as possible.
Morgan's vacation in Rivendell was boring.
Compared with Morgan, the dwarves' holidays were much more comfortable.
There is endless meat in Rivendell, all kinds of meat.
There is also endless wine, all kinds of wine.
Speaking of which, Lord Elon is very good to the expedition team. As long as it is a normal need, he will almost always respond to their request.
Of course, the needs of the dwarves are basically food and drink.
The dwarves are not polite to the elves who respond to their requests.
Several small barbecues a day, plus another barbecue supper party in the evening.
Eating and drinking without restraint every day and exercising too little.
The sports of the dwarves include sitting around telling jokes and playing cards.
It's like going to the largest square fountain in Rivendell to take a bath together and strip naked.
You can imagine the picture of a black rat taking a bath with dark body hair all over his body and a body shape like an oversized humanoid.
This made all the elves who saw it unbearable to look at and it hurt their eyes.
The elves reacted to Lord Elon.
Lord Ellon informed his old friend Gandalf.
After Gandalf came forward to persuade them, the dwarves restrained themselves.
Not eating and drinking in moderation and exercising too little.
This caused the dwarves to gain weight almost at an eye-catching speed.
Finally, Thorin Oakenshield discovered this horrific situation, and the dwarves were brought under control by eating and drinking.
Bilbo's holiday in Rivendell was also very comfortable.
It is not used for hard training like Morgan, and it is different from the indulgence of the dwarves.
Bilbo loved spending time in Rivendell's library.
The elves in Rivendell are very wealthy, have long lifespans, and have never experienced war since they were built.
Over the years, the amount of books accumulated in Rivendell's library is astonishing.
Bilbo spent almost all day in the library for this reason.
As for Gandalf, he is freer and more leisurely.
Because of his relationship with Lord Ellon, Gandalf was more familiar with Rivendell than anyone else in the expedition.
Gandalf would often eat, smoke, and chat with everyone in the expedition.
But sometimes when I get tired of eating the dwarves' barbecue, I go to dine with Lord Elon for a change.
The rest of the time, I either wandered around, chatted and drank tea with Lord Ellon, and then went fishing in the big river in front of Rivendell.
Fishing is a sport that tests your patience extremely.
First of all, it must have nothing to do with the dwarves. No matter how much time the dwarves have, they are not willing to waste a single minute on boring things like fishing.
In the eyes of the dwarves, fishing is much more boring than Morgan's rain-stained training.
Bilbo is also not interested in fishing.
Only Morgan was somewhat interested in fishing.
However, due to training reasons, he didn't spend much time fishing with Gandalf.
Gandalf didn't care, he was just killing time.
In this way, six days flew by.
The evening of the seventh day.
In the small garden in front of the rest room of the Rivendell Expedition Team.
A huge bonfire burned brightly.
The spiced meat on the grill gives off a rich aroma.
Members of the expedition team sat around the campfire and feasted.
This is a very common dinner barbecue party held by the expedition team in Rivendell.
The white-bearded dwarf Balin drank the fruit wine in one gulp, wiped the wine stains on his beard, looked at Thorin Oakenshield beside him and said: "Thorin, we have been repairing it in Rivendell for a while. It’s time to continue our journey, we don’t have that much time.”
"I know. I'm just about to mention it to Gandalf and leave in the next two days."
Thorin Oakenshield nodded and said in a deep voice, then continued to deal with the piece of meat in his hand.
at the same time.
Deep in Rivendell, in an exquisite and luxurious attic.
Gandalf was dining with Lord Ellon.
"Master Elon, today is already the seventh day. I wonder when the person you mentioned will arrive?"
Gandalf chewed the last sweet fruit on the plate and swallowed it.
Then he put down the tableware, picked up a white napkin, wiped the stain on his mouth, and asked.
"What, are you tired of staying here?" Lord Elon smiled.
"of course not."
"If we just continue, Thorin and the others will no longer be able to stay any longer."
Gandalf shook his head and spoke. He obviously knew enough about Thorin Oakenshield.
"I don't know the specific time, but calculating the time, it should be within these two days."
Lord Ellon smiled and comforted.
At this moment, a small and beautiful bird with white feathers suddenly stopped by the window.
