A Tale of Two Pizza's - A Boot of finer things (week 10)

Hello Hive Pizza community.
This is my entry for the First every block chain novella facilitated by: @dibblers.dabs
Contest and story can be found here:
https://ecency.com/hive-132410/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-10

Images by: @dibblers.dabs

Across the long pond and over the ocean seas they prepared themselves, the olive kingdom the Italians, readying for sea voyage. The hustle, bustle, of the tranquil lands the rolling hills the boot shaped place ready to make haste. The land of love, art, culture across the sea of olive blue-green was reading for the voyage across the ocean a few months away.

The barons of this boot shaped land were getting together, each family sending the representative from each section of land that had control of production the people and their minds of what was to be done.

They were to gather in the large marble feast hall of the man known as the Olive baron. His name truly is Manzanilla D’Oliva as he was a medium to large size oval man, his crispy texture paired nice with a his smoky breath and his almond like smoothness, He was distinctly marked with a pimento red face that seemed to stick out from the top side of his chest. He was of touch red but some days he looked stuffed white, to which would be a his bite like a clove of garlic or a spicy cheese that marked his mannerisms as he went about his daily life. His wife's name is Picholine D’Oliva but he refers to her as Pich despite her torpedo shaped body. Pich is known for her tart crisp and crunchy attitude where she can come across a bit nutty like her husband. She was very well respected in the lands and her poise was an added flavour to all she was apart of.

There they sat the two of them in the back rooms waiting for other guests to arrive. They were to have a meeting about the coming months. Who what where why when and how the shipment would make it across the ocean for the Pizza Barron who had asked for help in supplying olives. The Olive baron would provide a lot more then just olives, he would provide the best in the lands, and so much more.

The landmass known as Italy was exited to get back into trade routes, shipping, exporting, and moving there goods of which they were very proud of. They knew that they made the best of all that they made. No others in the worlds could compete with their products distinct from each region along the boot of fine lands. The Italian cultures heritage was in shipping and export to lands that their ships could make it to. They brought with them knowledge culture and products distinct to many.

Manzanilla smiled with his big open mouth towards his wife Picholine and said, "Such a beautiful day were are blessed with today but your beauty surpasses such a perfect day. We shall have some bread and oil, some fish and cheese as we talk about all the tings to come in the coming months." Picholine blushed as she stared at her husband of who she respected, loved and cherished as she said, "Yes, we shall eat and talk and have the day to wonder the ways we shall proceed." She rang a bell and gave orders to the servant to bring the mid day meal. The servant scurried in, nodded at the directions and scurried out just as quick.

"What every do you expect to trade for a ship full of all the best things that we have to offer?" Pich said inquisitively to her husband? "I know that before the Pizza baron sent Rachel and the engineers to help us fix the desalination plant we struggled to get all the crops watered. We desperately needed the technology they had but what is a fair trade and do we need to have a full ship upon return?" She went to ask.

"You are my love and I want nothing else but for you to be happy. You are very correct that we are indebt to Pizza baron for supplying us with minds and parts to fix what we did not know. I will purpose your question to myself and the heads of the families when the meeting happens. Let me know what you want and I shall make sure to get that, as for the ship, it shall be filled upon return, with what, we shall decide in the coming days." The Olive baron said as he dipped his bread into the bowl of olive oil soaked chees that was set out in front of him. "You truly are a good man my love." Pich said smiling gazing at her husband.

Thanks for clicking into my post, having a read and Go buy some PIZZA!
Make sure to check out the rest of the story posts in order:

https://ecency.com/hivepizza/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest
/@wrestlingdesires/the-great-pizza-feast
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-2
/@wrestlingdesires/the-rise-of-the-predas-a-tale-of-two-pizzas
/@onewolfe/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-contest-entry
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-3
/@wrestlingdesires/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-every-man-has-his-price
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-4
/@onewolfe/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-contest-entry-week-4
/@jesustiano/the-life-of-a-pizzaspy
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-5
/@an-man/a-tale-of-two-pizza-9dffb964649b2
/@jesustiano/the-tryouts-of-the-pizza
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-6
/@wrestlingdesires/kindness-and-cruelty-the-musings
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-7
https://www.proofofbrain.blog/hive-150329/@samsmith1971/a-tale-of-two-pizzas
/@wrestlingdesires/laketown-a-tale-of-two
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-8
/@wrestlingdesires/the-arts-war-a-tale
/@samsmith1971/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-36d39ad4b0d7
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-9
/@an-man/a-tale-of-two-pizza-ae27876683db8
/@wrestlingdesires/barry-s-predicament-a-tale
/@dibblers.dabs/a-tale-of-two-pizzas-ongoing-contest-week-10-hive-185582

Hey all, thanks so much for contributing and reading:
@wrestlingdesires @onewolfe @jesustiano @an-man @dadspardan @repayme4568
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