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The little brother was stunned, the dishwasher was stunned, the stir-fry chef was stunned, the priest of Lothar and the rest of the church who rushed to hear the news were also stunned, and even the temple warrior Darwin, who had always been moody, had his mouth wide open enough to swallow at least a basketball, and his jaw and eyes fell to the ground in the whole restaurant.

"How long has he been eating?" The parish deacon Morata, who had just entered the dining room, stretched out his hand and gently poked the priest of Lothar beside him, who looked like a stone statue at this moment, and did not react at all to the deacon's question, as if he had not heard it at all.

Morata frowned, and gently reached out and pinched the priest's waist.

"Ouch!" The unsuspecting priest of Lothar screamed in pain, turned his head to glare at Morata, and then replied, "About half an hour." ”

"Half an hour?" Morata's eyes widened: "You said he's been eating like this for almost half an hour?" ”

"Well, I guess so. No," said Pastor Lothar, who had always been more serious, suddenly, "strictly speaking, it should be at least half an hour. ”

"At least half an hour?" Morata's eyes widened, and he deliberately bit the word "at least" very hard. Almost half an hour generally means no more than half an hour, while at least half an hour means definitely more than half an hour, but the meaning of the word difference is completely different.

Priest Lothar nodded impatiently, and continued to open his mouth wide as a petrified statue. Morata looked around the dining room and noticed that most of the onlookers maintained the same expressions as the priest, this discovery made the young deacon sigh, feeling that there seemed to be some completely petrified statues standing next to him, and the only guy who could still move estimated that there should be no one else but himself.

No, there is actually another one, the one sitting at the table.

Sitting at the table, of course, was the Bishop who had just taken office yesterday. The young bishop was holding a spoon at the moment, using it to scoop the cooked rice, and then open his mouth to eat the rice into his stomach, and from time to time he was busy picking up a piece of cooked beef or pork on the dining table with a fork and putting it into his mouth. It all sounds like nothing more than a story of an ordinary big stomach king eating, but—

The spoon in Leo's hand was huge.

How big is it? It's so big that you can fill a big bowl of rice with one spoonful. As far as Morata knows, the largest meal in Varna Cathedral is undoubtedly the Reese, who usually eats three to five bowls of rice in a meal, while the rest of the church can only eat one or two bowls. So how long does Leo eat this spoonful (bowl) of rice?

Four mouths.

Under normal circumstances, it is of course impossible for a person to eat a large bowl of rice in four bites, but Leo's bite is very different from someone else's bite. Leo wanted to stuff his mouth full with every bite of food, until his cheeks were bulging high and there was no stuff left, and then he swallowed the rice in his mouth hard.

Morata can even clearly see the following scene, when Leo makes a strong swallowing motion, the "mouthful" of rice in his mouth will go down his esophagus, and at this time, a bulge larger than the Adam's apple will appear in his throat and enter his abdomen from top to bottom, which looks quite strange. Morata couldn't help but cough and touch his Adam's apple, suddenly feeling a dull pain in his throat.

In addition to the spoon, the utensils used to serve the rice are also worth mentioning. Generally speaking, a family of three should use a small pot to hold rice, a person of seven or eight needs a small rice pot, and a dozen or so people must take a large pot, and now Leo is in front of a mouthful-

Crock.

Yes, a cylinder with a diameter of one meter and a height of one meter. The jar was acquired by Morata by chance and brought back to the monastery, just as a cauldron could no longer meet the needs of the people in the church for a meal, so the jar was used as a prop for the meal, and Morata remembered that the priest of Lothar once said with a smile: "If one day we can eat half a jar of rice in one meal, it means that our Varna church must be developed - otherwise we would not be able to hire fifty miscellaneous servants." ”

Morata came to the chef's side again and gently tugged at the chef's sleeve: "How much rice has he eaten?" ”

The chef recovered from his petrified state and shrugged his shoulders towards Morata, "I don't know, but the rice that you are eating is already the fourth time you have cooked." ”

Morata did the math, and according to his memory, on weekdays, the church people would eat nearly a quarter of the bowl of rice in one meal, so if it was cooked four times, all the rice should add up to - a whole bowl! In other words, Leo ate the rice that everyone in the entire Varna Cathedral needed to eat four times in one meal! Or to put it more intuitively, he ate a hundred rice that a normal adult man could eat in one meal!

How the hell did his stomach hold so much rice?

Morata continued to move his steps to Henry Mav's side: "How much raw meat and vegetables did you buy at the market yesterday afternoon?" Since Darwin volunteered to be Leo's groom, Henry, the original groom, was reduced to driving a carriage to buy food in the canteen.

Henry, a young man who seemed quite shrewd and clever, smiled when he heard this, and whispered to Morata: "Didn't you ask me to buy a week's worth of raw meat and vegetables in advance yesterday to prepare in advance, so I have already exchanged all the fifty silver coins you gave me for raw meat and food in the warehouse." Henry thought for a moment and added, "By the way, I happened to pass by the warehouse when I came just now, and it seems to be empty." ”

"What?" Morata was already starting to ache in his head. As the person in charge of the day-to-day affairs of Varna Cathedral, the main reason why Morata asked Henry to purchase so many ingredients in advance was because the former bishop Cunningham was a very accustomed person who held banquets, and whenever there was something big or small, he would hold a banquet in the church and call his fox friends to eat and drink - of course, there was nothing to do with the church people. For Bishop Cunningham, these subordinates were no different from slaves - who would allow slaves to eat at the same table with them?

It was for this reason that Morata had Henry procure enough ingredients for the church to eat for three full days, and the ingredients were several levels more delicious than what the church people used to eat! Better ingredients mean only one thing – more money! Since there is no way that anyone has stolen the ingredients in the warehouse, the only possibility is that they have all been cooked into food and passed into the stomach of the new bishop in front of him!

Morata looked at Leo in a daze, and a string of numbers rushed through the deacon's heart. Extremely sensitive to money, Morata quickly came up with a figure he wanted: if the bishop ate enough rice for a hundred adults and seventy-five for each meal, then there would be no surplus of the religious tax of the entire diocese of Varna except for the food of the bishop.

Yes, not a single copper plate is gone!

Where is he eating, it's just eating money! Morata's eyes widened as if the things that Leo kept bringing to his mouth were not rice, not fresh veal, not even tender pig's trotters, but copper plates - no, silver coins! Morata, who was in charge of the finances of the diocese of Varna, watched as Leo ate silver coins into his mouth, one silver coin, two silver coins, four silver coins, eight silver coins...

"No, I have to stop the Bishop's endless eating!" Morata finally stood out of the crowd and stood in front of Leo, ready to persuade him with righteous words. Suddenly-

"Hiccup~" Leo swallowed the last bite of rice into his stomach, burped very satisfied, looked up at Morata and smiled, "It's full." ”