savior epic

Chapter 18 Toast

After the turmoil of last night passed, Chen Yi's life became calm again.

The day of the market is getting closer, and the oven in the town will be fired once. Chen Yi gets up early and picks up the dough that was prepared earlier into a basket, more than 30, hanging heavily on her hand.

Hedwig rubbed her eyes, she seemed to have just woken up: "Brother, are you going to the oven?"

"Well, I took more than 30."

"A lot. Can we finish it?"

"Are you a pig or am I a pig?" Chen Yi teased her: "We can sell some at the market."

Hedwig suddenly realized: "Then you can get more."

After a pause, she replied, "I'm not, you are, and always have been."

"I don't have time to knead the dough anymore." Chen Yi said, carrying a basket and going out.

In fact, the family has been living a relatively poor life. In this way, the Bell Tower of Misery can slowly accumulate lights.

Hedwig suddenly wanted to eat fish before, Chen Yi thought, will she still want to eat fish in the future?Perhaps, for Hedwig's sake, it's good to have a good meal once in a while, and to improve the food.

So Chen Yi wanted to bake more bread to sell, and exchange for more money at the market.

Money itself is meaningless to me, I am the god of Resurrection Town, as long as I think about it, I can even let myself sit in the castle.

However, Chen Yi felt that it was unnecessary.

Chen Yi carried a basket and headed towards the oven. Even though it was still daylight, there were women on the road who had the same purpose as Chen Yi.

In the distance, the bells of the pagan oratory could be heard solemnly and loudly for the morning prayer, and then the bells of the church, with a dull tone. Chen Yi remembered that the half-residual bell on the steeple of the true religion had already been rusted and stained.

The bells of true believers cannot be struck before the lecture halls, nor are they allowed to be repaired.

"Oh, little Chen Yi?"

Chen Yi heard someone calling herself behind her.

It was Grandma Amy, holding a small basket in her hand, with an old face and a gentle smile on her face.

"Grandma Amy? Are you still here to bake bread at such an age?" Chen Yi smiled, "May you be sheltered."

Grandma Amy is the oldest in Resurrection Town. According to her own statement, she is over 80 years old.

Amy's grocery store is also very popular in and out of the town because of its high quality and low price, especially because the bread is never mixed with wood chips and sand.

"May you be blessed too. I am still very energetic and sleep soundly every night, and it is still many years before I am called to be an angel by my master." Grandma Amy sighed, "It's really hard work to bake bread so early , I will have a good wife in the future."

Chen Yi smiled when she heard this, and the image of a young girl appeared in her heart.

"Let me tell you, little Chen Yi, you are the knight's nephew. If you want to find it, you can find a girl in the town." Grandma Amy rubbed her head just after she finished speaking, "Look at me, I have committed the old habit of being a matchmaker again. .”

"It's okay, Grandma Amy, I actually have a girl I like." Chen Yi added, "It's from the town."

"Oh, that's great. It's best to be a true believer. It doesn't matter if it's not, as long as the child believes in my Lord." Grandma Amy said with a smile.

Of course not a true believer. Chen Yi changed the subject and chatted with Grandma Amy casually.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and Grandma Amy shivered. Even though she was wearing an extra woolen vest, she suddenly said, "It will be colder this year. Do you want firewood?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, the family has enough money to buy it."

Grandma Amy smiled when she heard the words. She always did. People in the town said that when her stomach growled, she always thought about whether others were hungry or not.

Walking to the public oven in the town, not only true believers, but also some poor heretics can be seen.

Chen Yi sharply saw a brown-haired figure.

Lomea?Why is she carrying a basket to the oven?
She is the granddaughter of the priest of the oratory.

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, her pace slowed down, and finally, she pretended to be careless and walked past her quickly.

Grandma Amy looked suspiciously at Chen Yi walking fast, and then smiled suddenly.

"It's you? Mr. Chen Yi"

The anxiety in her heart lasted only half a second, and Chen Yi got her wish when she heard Luomea greet her.

"Oh? Are you coming to bake bread, too?"

"Yeah." Lomea explained in a low voice: "My grandma often said that I want to walk with poor believers, so I came to bake bread."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Then it's your first time to come to a public oven, come on, let me bake it for you, Miss Pepper."

She nodded shyly, and Chen Yi quickly took her basket, fearing that she would repent.

"You're going to eat the bread I baked for you." Chen Yi teased deliberately.

Lomea turned her head away without saying a word, her cheeks were flushed, she was so pretty.

Taking a second peek, Chen Yi turned around in satisfaction and walked towards the oven.

Chen Yi’s method of baking bread is recognized as the best. First, put a piece of cake on it to test the temperature. When the crust of the cake is reddish-yellow and still has some scorched spots, it is the best fire, because bread is hotter than cake. Uncomfortable heat.

Putting a hundred loaves of bread in with other strong boys, turning the bread over with a long-handled bread shovel, the hot oven, the red furnace wall, and the continuous smoke made Chen Yi sweat.

After a whole morning of busy work, it was finally time to hand over the shift, probably baked thousands of loaves of bread, Chen Yi didn't count them down.

Before handing over the shift, Chen Yi purposely baked Lomea's bread with the residual temperature, so that it would be softer.

"One, three, six, only six loaves." It seems that she is here to experience life, which is not surprising to Chen Yi.

Ovens are expensive, and the maintenance costs are astonishingly high over a long period of time, while public ovens are only opened once in a long time, and they often have to bake a lot at a time.

The bread that Lomea brought sifts out more wheat bran than others, and it is not far from white bread.

Chen Yi put her share back into the basket, and her share was stacked on top.

Outside the oven, the women who brought the baked bread gathered around and chatted under the shade of the tree, with true believers in one circle and pagans in another circle, while Lomea stood and preached to the pagans sitting on the root of the tree.

"The angel under His seat said, 'It is not he who bears the plow, but the sword, who shall keep the peace; Raise the sword for the sake of peace.'”

Every time she said a sentence, she would turn the ode beads in her hand, and what she said was probably the motto in "Peace Handouts".

Chen Yi is in trouble now, it is not easy for a man to go to a woman, let alone a pagan.

In desperation, he had no choice but to find his familiar grandmother Amy.

"Ah, you want to ask me to give the bread to that pepper girl." Grandma Amy supported her kerchief, glanced at the basket, looked at the bread, and said in surprise, "This is so white, she is a noble girl."

Grandma Amy has also heard the name Pepper Girl, looked at Chen Yi, and at Lomea, whose hair was swaying in the wind, thoughtfully.

"You still need to be a matchmaker when you're too old." Grandma Amy grumbled and smiled.

Chen Yi embarrassedly scratched her head.

　This system can be regarded as my proud work, and it is also related to my own major, because I really know three foreign languages.
　　read on, read on

　　
　
(End of this chapter)