Gray Wolf Dino left, and Mavey sent him to the door of the church, watching him get into the private Clarence carriage and slowly disappear at the end of the street amidst the sound of creaking wheels.
"dad...."
Yunia came behind him: "Since he is your good friend, why didn't you let him join the church? In this case, Yunia might be able to give him some gifted power and protect his safety in the war. ..."
"He is a person without faith, well...it doesn't seem right to say that."
Ma Wei considered it: "What he believes in is not the church, but himself and the land that raised him. He does not need to pursue the truth. He has already found his own truth."
"But Dad, he is so rich, why don't we ask him for help?"
"Friends, don't be moved by wealth or flattery by power. What's his is his and what's mine is mine. Everyone has their own dignity and bottom line. We must respect each other's choices." Ma Wei said: " Don’t ask others to solve problems you can solve yourself.”
"oh...."
"Are you hungry? Let's go have lunch."
"Um!"
Holding his daughter's little hand, Ma Wei came to the kitchen. He had been busy all morning and didn't even have time to drink. His throat was burning, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of sand.
As soon as I put the pot on the stove and planned to make some lunch, Mrs. Sethi came back.
She was sweating profusely and smelled fishy all over. She was holding a bamboo basket in her arms, which contained several small herrings. They were not big, only about the size of a palm.
And behind her were these meowing cats.
"I'm so exhausted..."
Mrs. Cecil put the fish basket on the table, wiped her sweat, and began to complain continuously: "I went to the market early in the morning and bought half of the fish in the market. It was not easy to get together." It’s 600 pounds, but before it could even be shipped back, it was snatched away by these cats!”
"Where's the cat?"
Ma Wei looked at the few cats following Mrs. Sisi and asked, "Are they all gone?"
"Don't mention it! After grabbing the fish, they didn't know where to go. They probably went to bask in the sun!" As she said that, Mrs. Cecil laughed again, took out a gold coin and handed it to Ma Wei: "Father , there is still a lot of money left.”
"Why are there so many more?"
Mavey looked surprised. According to his calculations, the 677-pound fish should cost around 8.5 gold pounds according to the market price. He gave Mrs. Cecil 9 gold coins, and could only have 10 silver shillings left at most. .
"Those vendors seemed to have changed their temper. They used to drive away cats immediately when they saw them. Today, instead of chasing them away, they actively feed them fish and meat. Some cats even stay in their stalls and refuse to leave!"
While talking, Mrs. Cecil kept moving bamboo baskets filled with fresh fish from the back door: "In addition, we bought in large quantities, and the prices given by the fishermen were also cheap. In the end, I calculated, and there were still some fish left. That’s a full pound!”
This is something that Ma Wei did not expect. It seems that after last night's incident, the people living in New Ross City had a great change in their views on cats.
This morning, not only did the church suddenly gain 200 more believers, but it also received an income of 4 gold pounds. Although it was still unable to cover the cost of food, the expenditure of 4 pounds was still within Mavey's acceptable range.
Mrs. Cecil brought back a lot of fresh fish, which could be used to feed the old cat with little mobility. After moving the fish into the dungeon, she put on an apron, poured olive oil into the pot with her hands and feet, and said Su quickly said:
"Father, wait a moment with Nia, I'll make you fish and chips!"
Mrs. Cecil has always been a very diligent person. Compared with her, Ma Wei felt that he was a little lazy.
"From tomorrow on, Mrs. Cecil, you won't have to go to the market to buy fish."
"Why?"
Mrs. Cecil, who was waiting for the oil to heat up and processing the fish's entrails, raised her head in astonishment: "If I don't buy the fish, who will feed these cats?"
"Let them buy it themselves."
Ma Wei thought clearly, since the vendors at the market have no ill intentions towards the cats and welcome them so much, why not let them buy fish with money in their mouths. Maybe they will buy more fish than Mrs. Cecil. Woolen cloth!
Furthermore....
The news that Maomao is an angel of God will soon spread in the city. By then, other large churches will have heard about it. As long as they do a little investigation, they will definitely notice Mrs. Cecil who buys a large amount of fresh fish every day, and thus become suspicious. Head of the Church of Truth.
In order to deceive others, it is not a bad idea to let the cats buy their own food.
Just let Fat Orange and Little Hei stare at them.
It’s all just for wages!
Gala la....
The internal organs were removed, and the herring cut open was wrapped in a thick layer of wet dough. Mrs. Cecil threw it into the oil pan. The high-temperature hot oil immediately began to cook and fry. Countless dense bubbles rose in the pan, and the oil began to bloom. Penetrating along the gaps between the dough, the aroma spreads all at once.
Yunia twitched her nose, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled Mavey's sleeve excitedly, as if asking what it was.
"Fish and chips, a classic dish of the Kingdom of Windsor, has been around for hundreds of years." Ma Wei, who was reading the newspaper, said casually.
"It smells so good!"
"No, put so much oil in it, wrap it in egg liquid and bread crumbs, and the slippers will be fried for you."
"Ah? Can slippers be eaten too?"
Yunia lowered her head and looked at the cotton slippers on her feet.
"....It's just a metaphor, you can't eat slippers."
Ma Wei quickly stopped her dangerous thoughts.
"I definitely won't eat slippers. Yunia is not stupid. If you eat slippers, what will Yunia wear?"
That's not the problem...
With a slander, Mavey continued to read the newspaper. He was reading the Ross Daily News. A special newsboy would deliver it to his door before dawn. However, the climate of the Kingdom of Windsor was humid, and the newspapers placed outside the house would become damp after a while. If he wanted to read them, he had to You have to use an iron to iron it so that you can have a good reading experience.
Usually when Mrs. Cecil gets up to make breakfast, she will iron the newspaper for Mavie so that he can read the news while Mavie has breakfast.
Today was an exception. Ma Wei didn't eat his first meal until noon and skipped breakfast.
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[Novel: Noble Night]
[Circus Sunshine will arrive in New Ross City the day after tomorrow, and the tour performance will be held in Ross Square, and the ticket price is only 5p]
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155 South Street?
Ma Wei's arm holding the black tea paused, thinking, isn't this the address of Mrs. Maggie's home?
Doesn't she have a tenant at home?
Just as I was thinking this, the bell hanging in the church was suddenly rang.
"Someone is here, I'll go out and take a look."
Putting down the newspaper, Ma Wei came to the church and saw an acquaintance wearing a gray woolen coat.
"Mr. Jacob?"
"Father!"
After not seeing each other for a few days, Jacob Valentine has lost some weight, and the clothes that were originally ill-fitting are even more ill-fitting. Hanging on his body is like a flag wrapped around a long pole, as if it will fall off at any time.
The mental outlook can only be described with one word.
He coughed a few times, hurriedly came to Ma Wei, and said, "Father, that bitch Maggie Chris doesn't agree with my relationship with Miss Maggie, so I can only come to you for help."
