My Money Spendrift System

Chapter 41_Making Ten Thousand Bowls.

Perseus ruffled his hair as two curious blue eyes held his brown ones. Eris looked less curious, but he could tell that she was.

“You cover the bowl with the lid and store it in the fridge.”

They stared at him like he had just said something stupid. It sounded stupid to them.

“Why store it in the fridge?” Eris asked. “It is only going to get cold.”

“She is right.” Sherry supported. “No one would want to buy cold pasta.”

Perseus shook his head. “I assure you that the pasta won't get cold; I have been eating it for years now.”

Sherry arched her brows. “I guess.”

“Does that mean that the pasta never gets cold? How is it okay for human consumption if it is that hot?” Eris inquired.

“Yes, you ate it. Didn't you?”

She nodded her head. “I did; I could also tell that it was hot until I blew it cold.”

“Right.” Perseus agreed.

Perseus made his way towards the kitchen; he was doing that to avoid the ladies who were about to question him to death.

“I will go make the pasta." He told them. "Eris,