"So Mother Martha mentioned that I like to eat apple pie?" Sister Lillian wondered, "But I don't think I told Martha about apple pie!" ”

"It doesn't matter anymore, I just want to know if you can make apple pie other than like it?" Murong Tao mainly wanted to know how the ingredients and methods of apple pie suitable for the general public were different from those of later generations, "For example, in terms of ingredients, where apples would be chosen, whether they would be mashed or sliced. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When Sister Lilian heard what Murong Tao had said, she actually covered her mouth and laughed.

"What's wrong? Isn't it funny? Murong Tao touched his nose in confusion, could it be that what he said was wrong and caused the little girl to laugh at him?

"Nope!" Sister Lillian stuck out her little tongue and blinked, "Isn't that normal?" For those of us who come from poor families, it's good to have apple pie to eat, where do you still have the heart to care where the apples are produced? For us children, it's satisfying to be able to have a full stomach. ”

It turned out that Sister Lillian was also a war orphan, her parents died in the war, and she was sent by the diocese of Normandy to the current church of St. Nicholas to become a nun. According to her, in the church of St. Nicholas, there are many war orphans like her, most of them are girls, and they have only one way to go, to become nuns who are converted to the arms of God.

Of course, in addition to that, it is to become a saint and make a name for yourself.

"I'm sorry, but I don't mean to bring up your sadness." Murong Tao apologized.

"Well, it's nothing, it's been so long, I don't cry anymore." Sister Lillian said so, but the obvious red circles in her eyes, Murong Tao hurriedly said some words of relief, which diverted Sister Lilian's attention, "Well, this is a good direction of development, why don't I wait for a chance to talk to Bishop William, and let Sister Lillian take charge of the related matters of our Sailor Tavern Port Bavrere branch." Of course, there's our signature fish and chips for sale, as well as the apple pie and tarts I just mentioned. ”

"Tarts?" Sister Lillian blinked, indicating that you hadn't mentioned it earlier.

"Ah, yes! I don't think I told you about it! Murong Tao touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "Actually, the method of egg tarts should be similar to the principle of apple pie, except that the egg tart is a pie with egg liquid exposed, and the apple pie is a pie with apple jam exposed." ”

"It's... Is this true? Sister Lillian couldn't stop drooling when she heard Murong Tao say that, "But, will Bishop William let me be in charge of the branch you mentioned?" ”

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Murong Tao looked very confident.

At this time, a Templar walked in from outside the meditation room, and he glanced at Sister Lilian, who instinctively owed a debt and was about to leave, but was stopped by Murong Tao's eyes.

"Oh, Bishop William has something to look for you, please come with me to your study!" The Templar looked at Sister Lilian in surprise and said, "Lilian, why are you still here?" ”

"Oh, I also happen to have something to ask Bishop William, this Sister Lillian just came up with a great idea, I am going to try it at the Sailor's Tavern branch in Port Pavrel, I was going to hire Sister Lillian to be the honorary manager of the Port Bavrell branch of the Sailor Tavern, but I still have to say hello to Bishop William if I want to be a nun." Murong Tao explained, "That's right, I'll take Sister Lilian with me to the Bishop's study, okay?" ”

"Huh? Yes! Yes, please go this way! The Templars didn't know how to refuse, but they agreed to Sister Lilian's request to go with them, but he could see that Murong Tao could not be underestimated by the people who were able to donate a large amount of money to the church in the name of an obscure tavern.

Along the way, the two were baptized by the eyes of priests and nuns passing by in the church, and everyone wondered how this nun named Lillian walked with this generous donor. Some of the nuns who were usually close friends with Sister Lillian did not dare to talk in front of people because of the Templar's status, but they still kept talking about something behind them.

"Aggressive", the Templars took Murong Tao and the two to the front of Bishop William's study, naturally a knight knocked on the door, and Bishop William's loud voice came from inside, after the doorkeeper explained the situation, Murong Tao was allowed to enter the study, as for Sister Lillian, without the permission of the bishop, she could only stand alone at the door, facing the eyes of several Templars around.

"Oh, you haven't left yet, I'm just looking for you!" Bishop William put the scepter inlaid with several gems in his hand on the statue on one side, turned around and walked in front of Murong Tao, "Please take a seat, no formality, speaking of which, I am still good friends with your grandfather, Captain Francs." ”

This matter was mentioned by Franks at the beginning, but this good friend was limited to the premise of money exchanges, and this bishop was not a lord who did not see the good. But since he can take the initiative to mention this relationship, it's not bad.

"I haven't thanked you properly for this incident!" Bishop William walked to the side of the wine bottle, took out two wine glasses, picked up a bottle with a third left, and poured two shallow glasses of wine, then picked up the wine glass and walked to Murong Tao, handed him a glass and said, "This is rum that can only be drunk in the Mediterranean, and I finally got it, come and taste it, maybe you will like it too!" ”

Looking at the little bit of wine in the cup, Murong Tao really wanted to say that he was not good at drinking, but he still put it to his mouth, poured it down, and held it in his mouth for a long time before swallowing it, and couldn't help coughing a few times, indicating that he really didn't look good at drinking.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be really good at drinking, and it's really hard for you." Bishop William put the empty wine glass back in the previous place, and turned around, the feeling of not being angry and arrogant on his face just now had dissipated, and it was replaced by a smile from the heart, "It turns out that those people said that you were surrounded in the tavern by several old people in the caravan for the purpose of donation, and you were drunk and smashed the tavern on purpose. It really took a lot of thought to deceive those guys who intercepted the credit that originally belonged to me, and I want to thank you very much! ”

It turned out that he knew that this bishop, who seemed to be a little modest, was not weak at all. The matter in the tavern has long been inquired about from the side. Fortunately, this time I made the right bet, and I sent someone to Saint-Lo Harbor to report the news at the beginning, otherwise it would be really difficult to do.

"This is a little thing, the Bishop doesn't have to take it to heart." Murong Tao shook his head and said, "It's just that my grandfather warned me when I came out that the character of the Bishop is beyond doubt, so we will definitely not believe that the Bishop will do anything to harm the church." It is only by relying on this belief that I will persist until now. ”

"Well said!" Bishop William was in a particularly good mood, and filled himself with a glass of rum again, "Just for your words, a toast to your grandfather Franks!" ”

Cut, I want to drink and find this lame excuse!

"By the way, I've tasted your fried before... Oh, ahem, after the 'Equality' brand of fish and chips, it seems like you have no appetite for anything else, and you sailors' tavern have no intention of opening a branch here in Port Pavrel? How could these words come from Bishop William's mouth a hundred times more useful than what he had tried so hard to persuade him?

Murong Tao really wanted to laugh out loud, but considering the problem of the current occasion, he couldn't hold back his excitement and said, "Well, the Poclam family in Port Pavrell is the wife of a friend of mine, and they really want to open a branch in a prosperous part of the city, and it just so happens that I also have something in this regard that I want to discuss with the Bishop, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

"Of course, if there is anything between us that we can't say directly, just put away your politeness, and treat me as an elder of my father's generation in the future." Bishop William's mood was getting better, and when he heard that a branch of the Sailor's Tavern was about to open in the port of Bavrell, he cheered for the damned roundworms in his stomach.

"Here's the thing, when I was in the ashram just now, I had a conversation with a nun named Lillian, and I heard her mention a pie called apple pie, and I thought I could make a bold promotion attempt in the branch, so I thought about hiring this Sister Lillian directly as the honorary manager of our branch, but the nun must be approved by the bishop when entering and leaving the church, so you just mentioned it, I would like to ask if this Sister Lillian can become the honorary manager of our branch." After Murong Tao gave Bishop William a rough explanation of the matter of the honorary store manager, "During the period when Sister Lillian became the honorary store manager of the branch, she could receive a salary, of course, with such an identity there, our food is more easily accepted by the people who come and go to the port of Bavrel, and at the same time, a part of the profits generated by the branch every quarter will inevitably be transferred to the church to improve the daily consumption of war orphans." ”

"It's a good idea, that, Sister Lillian, would she do it?" Bishop William asked deliberately.

Whether you want it or not is not a matter of your bishop's words?

"I can tell that Sister Lillian is very willing to make some delicious pies to repay the Bishop for her care and concern for so many years." Murong Tao just took a sycophant at Sister Lilian, "At the same time, my grandfather once said to me, it is better to give a fish to those who are about to starve to death than to teach them how to fish, so that they can support themselves and no longer need to live in the world by begging." ”