Chen Yin’s method of baking bread is recognized as the best. First, put a small cake on it and try the temperature. When the crust is red and yellow, and there are a little burnt spots, it is the best fire, because bread is more uncomfortable to heat than cakes.

He and other young men with great strength put a hundred bread in one go, and turned the bread over with a long-handled bread shovel. The hot oven and the red furnace wall kept coming out of smoke to make Chen Yin sweat.

After a whole morning, it was finally time to hand over the shift. I baked about a thousand breads, but Chen Yin didn't count them carefully.

Before handing over, Chen Yin specially baked Lomea's bread with the remaining heat, so that it could be softer.

"One, three...six, only six breads." It seems that she is here to experience life, Chen Yin is not surprised.

The oven is expensive and the maintenance time is amazingly high. Public ovens only open once every time, and often have to be roasted a lot at a time.

The bread that Lomea brought and the wheat bran sifted out was more than others, not far from the white bread.

Chen Yin put her own portion back into the basket, and her portion was stacked on top.

Outside the oven, the women who brought the toast chatted in the shade of the trees. The realists and the pagans were in a circle, and Lomea stood and preached with the pagans who sat on the roots of the trees.

"The angel under her seat said, 'The one who wants to keep peace is not the one who has a sickle, but the one who has a sword and a sword, because those who want to understand are not only dull, but also intelligent. People's bodies made of water and soil must raise swords and weapons for the sake of peace..."

Every time she said a sentence, she turned the beads in her hand, which were probably the proverbs in the "Lecture Notes on Peace".

Chen Yin was in trouble now, so it was difficult for men to go to women, let alone pagans.

In desperation, he had to find Grandma Amy whom he was familiar with.

"Oh, you want to ask me to give the bread to that pepper girl." Grandma Amy glanced at the basket, "This is so white, it's a golden girl."

Grandma Amy also heard about the name of Pepper, looked at Chen Yin, and then at Luo Meia, whose hair was swaying in the wind, thinking about something.

"I'm still going to match someone when I'm old." Grandma Amy murmured and smiled.

Chen Yin scratched his head embarrassedly.

Grandma Amy carried the basket over and did not negotiate with the pagans. She caught Lomea. After a few words, the bread came to Lomea's hands.

She raised her face, her beautiful eyes moved, and several pagans looked at each other, and the daughter of the priest was watching a true believer. They recited the prayer scriptures tacitly.

Chen Yin made a gesture.

Lomea hesitated and nodded.

Turning her head, she turned down the rosary and recited the "Lecture Notes on Peace" to explain the scriptures.

When the women divided the bread in the oven room and said goodbye to each other, the toast left a fire that watched the oven, and they had to bake it in the afternoon, so it could not be turned off for the time being. The oven was not very banned. If it broke, it would need to be repaired for several days.

Chen Yin was just in the morning, but he still waited until almost everyone left.

The pagans who listened to her lectures also left.

It was noon, and the sun was infected with the plague-like autumn thunder. The sun was not poisonous. Under the bleak wind, the sacred and solemn bells rang over the town one after another. The church bells would not ring at noon, but were the big bells in the sermons, before the noon prayer.

Lomea leaned against the warm oven wall, looking at the protruding tower top of the lecture hall without looking sideways.

Chen Yin clapped her hands, and she turned her head slowly.

"Sir... your gesture... I don't actually understand?"

Chen Yin was frightened and heard her ask again: "What does that gesture mean?"

"Let you wait for me." Chen Yin couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then I accidentally hit him." Lomeia smiled shyly.

You have been waiting for so long to ask this? Chen Yin thought about it, it would be better not to say this bad things.

"Let's go." Chen Yin said after a long time.

Lomeia responded, she followed him, the two of them apart more than a meter apart.

Based on the experience of previous lives, we should talk about some common topics.

Even if you have a fondness for each other, if you always look at each other, you will suddenly become cold.

What are you talking about?

Within a few seconds, Chen Yin realized that the two had always been at the intersection of the book stall and had never said a few more words.

He was hesitant, Chen Yin was very anxious, and he wanted to speak but stopped several times.

Behind him there was a slightly anxious sound of singing beads turning.

But before he could think, Lomea said first: "Sir...you ask me to wait for you, what should I say."

"Ah, um..." Her words were more like a ward forcing the palace to the current situation. Chen Yin had to say casually: "Lomai, a girl like you should have a surname."

"Yes, my surname is Hanxi... It is my grandmother's surname, and I am her granddaughter." Lomea whispered: "My name means to follow the believers. Everyone's name has a meaning. What about you? Sir."

The sound of beads between her fingers slowed down and was slowly moved by her.

"...I don't have a last name." Chen Yin had to say after awkwardly silent.

Most common people do not have surnames unless their ancestors have been rich and have established a huge clan or taken one by themselves, but they are inevitably laughed at by the people of Xialiba.

In fact, some nobles do not have surnames, such as Baron Atai. When other nobles call him, they often use "Atai of the Resurrection Town" to treat the town name as surname.

Lomea realized that he was saying the wrong thing and apologized: "I said the wrong thing... because your name doesn't look like Keshi or Aven, so..."

"Nothing, actually I don't know what my name means. Maybe my parents took it casually," Chen Yin joked, "Afollow the believers? Are you the God who follows yours?"

"Not only our God, but also your God, sir." Lomea corrected, "After all the gods traveled far, there was only one king of my king, who was all gods."

Unconsciously, Chen Yin wanted to continue talking and said, "Actually...how does the Giant King Sect think of the real teaching?...I actually haven't read much of the scriptures."

Lomea became interested and said, "How to say... In our eyes, true believers are blind followers. My grandmother said that there is a special name in the church, called the foolish. It is because the true believers react too slowly, are stubborn, or are bewitched by those with ulterior motives. They forgot that the gods have already traveled far away, and only the king of our king is left in the world. They have not awakened early and converted in time."

She pulled the Songzhu, and the words behind her were playing a small rhythm.

"Is that right? The giant king's myth says that the king of our king has unified all authority and is already almighty. Why not let everyone wake up?" Chen Yin Youran asked.

But Lomea said with a serious face: "Our king is naturally capable of everything and knows everything, but she is kind, so she gives people both stupid and intelligent rights. This is the right to choose that she has given."

"It's very similar to the priest of the True Cult." Chen Yin recalled.

In the True Church, there is also the saying that the gods give power. When praying, the priests in the town always say that if a wise man turns to be stupid, he will be holy from head to toe, because he has realized the meaning of the gift, and is a divine fool.

"Well, the True Sect is just behind, and it may not be wrong." Lomea nodded, and she said with a stern look: "In front of God, people are small and meaningless. Of course, the people I mentioned include elves, dwarves, etc...."

Chen Yin wanted to say something, and finally argued: "Since people are small and meaningless, why live?"

Lomea said devoutly: "We walk in the world to test our faith. If we move the gods and are saved, our lives will be worthwhile."

Chen Yin frowned and said nothing. He didn't expect Lomeia to be so serious. Because she is the daughter of the priest?

She said in a difficult manner: "God wishes to do it, and to speak the good into the evil, and to do the evil into the good, but she is kind and does not want to see such suffering."

"The only thing people can do is faith," she said.

"Is that true, but..." Chen Yin paused for a long time, and finally said warmly: "Man is the measure of all things."

Lomea turned his face, shocked and puzzled.
Chapter completed!