The soldier took one more taste and then said, “This is good soup but it needs something, perhaps a carrot… Yes, that’s it, a little bit of carrot would make it perfect!” An elderly villager stepped forward, looked into the pot, leaned over and inhaled deeply. When he stood up, he closed his eyes and remembered the aromas of soups and stews long gone. The villager paused a moment, then said, “I think I might have a couple of carrots in my cellar, I will bring them.” On his return the carrots were added to the Rock Soup. Again the soldier continued to stir and taste and stir and taste. Finally the soldier said, “This is pretty good Rock Soup, the carrots made it better, but it is still missing something.