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After waiting for half an hour, it was the turn of the three Suvir.

Unlike when they came, the originally open flat land is now covered with fences.

From time to time, there are police patrols, which can be described as strict guards!

There are three people at each checkpoint, one to check the appearance, one to check the handwriting, and one to fill in the information.

Suvier consciously handed over his number plate to them, and by the way, in front of them, wrote the English words of the day of registration, while the other person stared at Suvier's appearance carefully.

After comparing the handwriting, appearance, and making sure that it was correct, Suvier received a seat number.

"This is your seat number for the exam, as long as it has this code on it, that's your spot!"

The staff said expressionlessly, and threw him a wooden sign with a quick movement.

Suvier didn't look closely, he held the wooden sign in the palm of his hand and waited for Wilson and Kleru.

In less than a minute, Wilson took the lead and came to the examination room, into Sowell's sight.

Immediately afterwards, Kleroux also ran in with a silly face, smiling all the time.

"Suvier, show me what your wooden sign looks like!"

"Look, there's a strange symbol on my wooden card!"

As he spoke, Wilson spread out his wooden card for Souville and Kleroux to see.

Sowel was a little short-sighted, and moved Wilson's hand over a bit, looking at it carefully.

The wooden sign was unremarkable, with an off-white front engraved with a symbol "A36" that they had never seen before.

"The A in front should be in English writing, and the symbol in the back ,,,I don't recognize!"

Suvier looked at it for a moment, then shook his head, his face full of ignorance.

Immediately afterwards, Suvier and Kreroux also took out their wooden cards, which were "B21" and "E4", two strange symbols.

"Hey! What are you doing? Hurry up and find a seat, don't stay together! ”

The three of them were discussing together, when suddenly a loud roar came from the side, startling the three of them.

"Oh! Oh my God, it scared me to death! Wilson jumped on the spot exaggeratedly and said with a tone of surprise.

Souville and Kleroux were actually scared, but not as exaggerated as Wilson.

The three of them turned their heads to look for the source of the sound, only to see not far away, a man with a short sword at his waist, a thick beard, and a black hat roaring at them, with a fierce expression on his face.

The three of them took one look, then hurried away and began to look for their place.

With more than twenty letter divisions, it's easy to find your place.

From the 'B' area, Suvier soon found his own wooden shed with the same symbol on his wooden sign.

Because of the advance notice, Suvier only brought a quill pen and nothing else.

Opening the narrow wooden door, Suvier stepped in and patted the table, which looked quite sturdy.

The chairs and tables look fresh, they are still burrs to the touch, and if you look closely, you can see the rings of growth.

Sowel sat down reassuringly, took out the quill he had bought in London, and placed it carefully on the table.

In this way, he sat in a daze, and couldn't help but imagine in his mind the scene of becoming an official and attending gentlemen's gatherings every day.

Suddenly, he smelled an enticing fragrance that directly seduced the cravings in his stomach.

Resisting the temptation, Suvier began to calm down and stop the fluctuations in his heart.

After a minute, Suvier couldn't help but be curious, and stuck his head out, looking for the source of the aroma.

I saw a man dressed very appropriately and full of luxury, eating the bread in his hand.

This bread is very different from the black noodle bar that Souvel usually eats.

Not only is it white, but it's also soft, the size of a palm, and most importantly, it's coated with a layer of golden honey.

Yes, it's honey, Souvel will never forget the delicious taste that can only be eaten during this Christmas period, thinking of this, Souville swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and looked more carefully.

Viselli, who was woken up by his father early in the morning, came to the examination room before he even had time to eat breakfast.

Thankfully, his father had prepared a basket of breakfast for him, which could fill his stomach a little.

Take out a slice of bread, open the jar, and spread the surface of the bread with honey from France, the wheat flavor of the bread and the sweetness of the honey are mixed to make it look tempting.

Unable to hold back any longer, Viseli took a big bite and directly consumed one-fifth.

Feeling a little choked, Viseli took another glass of milk from the basket in a bamboo jar and took a sip gently.

And Suvier couldn't take his eyes off it, for a child of a blacksmith like him, milk, white bread, and honey were not seen a few times a year.

"Hey! Hello! My name is Visely. Prancy! Viselli, who was eating happily, finally spotted Suvir's figure and spoke.

"Hey! Hello, my name is Suvier. Smith, from Norwich. ”

Suville scratched his head in embarrassment, and then responded politely.

At this time, the sky changed to a cloudy weather, and large dark clouds began to appear.

The two of them then shrank back to avoid the incoming raindrops.

The light rain fell for half an hour, and the sky returned to a clear sky, except for some standing water on the ground, there was no trace of it that had rained.

"Come out, come out! It's all out! Soon after Suvier sat down, he heard the sound of the shed being beaten, followed by the shouts of the patrolmen.

In desperation, Suvier had no choice but to walk out of the wooden shed and gather with the others in an open field.

Thousands of people stood together in a crowded manner, sweat and heat squeezing directly into Suville's face, and he had to find a good position that was relatively empty.

Soon after he stood up, the young man who had been eating white bread and dressed well followed, and Suvier felt a little crowded again.

"Hey!" Suvier squeezed out a smile.

"Hey!" Viseli nodded.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked to the platform, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and said loudly:

"Gentlemen! The upcoming entrance examination for City Officials in London is conducted by His Majesty the King himself! ”

"In order to ensure the rigor of this exam, let's follow Father Thomas and pray to God together!"

As he spoke, the Mayor pointed to a middle-aged priest in a white robe.

Since Henry VIII's Reformation changed very little except for a change of denominational leader, Mayor William directly invited the Anglican priests to come and perform the prayer ceremony.

"Heavenly Father! I praise thee, thou art the supreme and supreme god, thou art clothed with honor and majesty, thou art clothed with light like a robe, thou art extravagant like a veil. Heavenly Father, I thank you that the light of your glory always shines within me and on the path before me, guiding me forward. ”

"We swear here, if we gain results by improper behavior on this day, then I will not be redeemed by you, and I will not share in your glory......"

The priest's hoarse voice rang out, and Suvir's group also bowed their heads, crossed their hands, and whispered.

In this way, after praying with the priest for a minute or two, Suvier and the others returned to their hut.

It wasn't until half-past nine that the start of the exam was officially announced, and Souvel sat up and waited.

I saw a man in military uniform, holding a wooden box with a three-inch gap on the front of the box.

Through the gaps, you can take out sheets of paper with identical handwriting, all written in English.

"It's yours, take it, fill in your name and your own symbol, otherwise there will be no results!"

The young soldier directly pulled out a snow-white piece of paper and placed it on Suville's table, and then reminded him.

"Also, your current address in London should also be filled, and when you hear the drum beat three times, someone will start collecting your papers!"

"Thank you so much!" Sowel nodded politely in thanks.

The soldier didn't blink, walked straight over, faced his back row, and started the exact same conversation and action again.

I was about to open the snow-white paper in front of me, but a small rectangular strip of paper protruded from the paper part, and the space for my name and address was printed.

Sowel smiled, dipped his quill in ink, and began to fill in his name and address, and of course the symbol that he didn't know what it was.

Then, the folded paper, about a foot long and a foot wide, densely packed with English written on it, was presented in front of Sowel.

First question, do you believe in the Anglican sect?

For this question, Suvier directly filled in the Angligan sect.

As a commercial city, Norwich was very open to the faith, and it can be said that there was still an aversion to Catholicism, artisans and merchants.

As for the Anglican sect advocated by Henry VIII, the Norwich people are universally believed.

And the genius boy Viseli next to him frowned at this time, in fact, after learning so much book knowledge, his belief in himself has long been blurred, and he can't figure out whether he believes in it

Which denomination to follow.

So, he jumped over and did the rest of the question.

However, some people saw this question and did not hesitate to fill in the Church of Rome.

There are quite a few of them, accounting for nearly one-fifth.

The rest of the questions, Viseli completed in less than half an hour, these are too simple for a genius like him!

For Suwel, who was born as a blacksmith, it was a little difficult, and it took him nearly an hour before he came to the final big question.

"The farmer of London, Sayr, has a fence with two animals, a rooster and a sheep, and fifty feet if you count from below, and twenty heads if you count from above!"

As soon as this question came out, the entire examination area suddenly sounded with the sound of inhaling cold air.

And Viselli, who had no spirit, saw this, and cheered up, and the whole person was full of work. [.]