"You stand there a little and squeeze into me."

"You are. In order to get the dishes from Xia Zhangchu, you came here before you even finished your work."

"Okay, you two shut up and stop arguing, be careful not to annoy Xia Zhangchu and won't give it to you in the future."

Hua Mian was amused when she heard the sound from the door. It was the first day she came to this side hall to practice and saw them cleaning in the store. She looked at the fifteen or sixteen years old, and heard the helping priests say that although these children looked like servants, they were actually candidates for priests. Except for the national teacher, every priest here grew up all the way - before becoming a formal priest, he needed to work as a servant in the church.

Seeing that they were doing things neatly, Hua Mian came in and sat aside and cleaned it up in a short while. Before going out, she did not forget to help Hua Mian open the windows and let the sun shine into the hall.

Huamian looked at the light projected on the floor and was in a good mood for no reason. After finishing the dishes, he heard the sound of the hall talking and learned that they were cleaning out the hall again, so he brought a few dishes to them for food.

Huamian still remembers that when several people heard that the ingredients used for the delicious dishes they ate were actually extremely exaggerated expressions when they were green grass. Unexpectedly, they could meet people who were interested in eating in the church.

However, Hua Mian didn't expect more than one thing. Since then, several teenagers would come over to peek at each time when she came. Hua Mian had no choice but to eat the dishes she had finished, but she did not stop their behavior.

It would be better to say that seeing someone eat the food they cooked with gratitude is quite pleasant. I don’t know if it is because the priests have a lot of contact with the national teacher and are greatly affected. Even if they think her food is good, they just express their gratitude in a tactful way, and there is no such exaggerated reaction of these young people.

'If they were asked to eat fried chicken and drink carbonated beverages, I wonder what the reaction would be.' Looking at them eating happily, Huamian thought, and then he remembered that although he could make fried chicken, there was no raw material for carbonated beverages. It seemed that he imagined that there would be one less drink in his restaurant.

"Xia Zhangchu, how did you think that you could make these grasses delicious and different every day?" a teenager asked while eating.

Hua Mian thought that she could not tell them that they found it in the recipe downloaded online, right? She just thought about changing the ingredients with other dishes. The taste happened to be appropriate and the reason was to make excuses. When the priest who assisted him sent away the prepared dishes, Hua Mian had time to chat with them.

"I ask you, the wall is on the edge of the inside... Yes, it's the porcelain bottle placed in the fourth row from the bottom to the top on the side of the incense burner, who knows what the story is?"

After hearing Huamian's question, several young people put down their chopsticks and looked in the direction she said. There was indeed an inconspicuous blue bottle there, and its use could not be judged in terms of shape.

"Qiu Xia Zhangzhang, we are now in charge of cleaning work, who are not even a trainee priest, so how could we know what bottle this is? It wouldn't be a chamber pot, right?"
Chapter completed!