Deacon Talma was also very attentive to the soba stalks handed by the students.

With a few rushes lit on the table, Deacon Talma saw that the white flowers at the top of the buckwheat stalk had fallen, and the buds below had begun to wither, but these did not detract from its beauty.

"There really are so many"

Deacon Talma's voice was full of admiration: "At least twice as much wheat as usual!" ”

"When I first sent it, it was more than this." Loharin reminded in due course.

"Not bad"

Looking at the bare tops and the withered buds, Deacon Talma nodded: "There should have been a little drop on the road, in this case, is it true that there are three times more buckwheat than the usual buckwheat like Praia's, or even more are here?" ”

"No, these are the most few" Loharin shook his head, "There are still some ordinary ones"

With that, Loharin turned and pulled out a bundle of buckwheat stalks from another crack in the wall.

Receiving these "ordinary" buckwheat stalks into his hands, Deacon Talma looked at them quite carefully: "These are very good, half more than the usual buckwheat." ”

"These buckwheat, there should be more on the road." Loharin Road.

"Yes, that's right!"

Unfolding the parchment roll in his hand again, Deacon Talma read: "In the family land closest to the honeycomb, buckwheat bears two or three times as many seeds; Families farther away, about double; Families farther away can also have half more; It slowly decreased, until it hit a bend, or was so far away that it was not clear to see the distance, and the land was the same as before."

Reading this passage with his eyes shining, Deacon Talma's voice grew louder and louder: "Good, good, great! He stood up excitedly as he admired, "This time, the tithes of the parish will definitely be fine!" Praia's divine product is absolutely no problem! How's it going? What about priests? ”

"Honeycomb, I've arranged to move a few" Loharin slurred: "The priest's words uh letter hasn't been shown to him yet"

"Huh?" Deacon Talma frowned slightly: "This is a good thing! Even if I didn't come, I could have shown the priest first. ”

"But," Loharin still stumbled.

Loharin's repeated remarks reminded Deacon Talma of when he had just arrived at the castle and had spoken to Loharin by the doorway.

"What's wrong?" After a few seconds of silence, Deacon Talma asked, "Did Praia have any ideas?" Well, yes, the benefits of buckwheat doubling seeds, just a divine product, it is indeed too little, but, the current situation in the parish"

"No, it's not" Luo Harin hurriedly shook his head: "How can Brother John embarrass you However, his letter is indeed too sloppy to read clearly"

"Hmm"

The student's euphemistic reminder reminded Deacon Tarta that he was too excited just now, and before he could finish reading the letter sent by Praia, he had already attracted all his attention by the buckwheat stalks.

He hurriedly unfolded the letter again.

"In order to move more honeycombs before the end of the flowering period, I directly used a hundred honeycombs from the baron lord, and I have asked my father to vouch for it, this is to remind us to hurry up."

"The solution to the honeycomb has been delivered," Deacon Talma turned his head, and Loharin pointed to a few planks in the corner.

"The idea of moving the honeycomb, the cowherds/more proposed the way to move the honeycomb, and the cowherds/more found out the matter of moving the honeycomb, and the cowherds/more presided over"

"Bullherd Loth/Mohr" saw this name several times in a row, and Deacon Talma felt a little familiar: "Loth/Mohr seems to have heard it before?" ”

"Yes." Loharin nodded: "Last time, the cattle treatment method sent by Brother John's brother also had Loos/Mohr to help. ”

"Oh! It's him, that clever boy," Talma remembered, "and it looks like the Lord has favored him once again. ”

"Yes." Loharin nodded again: "Brother John, I like this kid very much. ”

"I like it too." Deacon Talma smiled and continued to look down at the parchment: "Loth/Moore, who is devout in faith, worships the Lord, has done a lot for the church, has helped a lot, and hopes to be able to accept this child as a student, accept this child as a student."

Holding the parchment roll, Deacon Talma frowned slightly.

"Accept this child, be a student, accept this child"

After pacing a few steps, Deacon Talma asked, "Is it because of this that you did not give the letter to the priest?" ”

"Yes." Loharin nodded.

"Hmm"

Frowning, Deacon Talma continued to pace, and after thinking for a while, Talma was a little incomprehensible: "Get up, what Praia wants, in fact, there is no big problem Well, Ros/Moore is indeed not the son of a gentleman, but the method of curing the cow, coupled with the dedication of a student in the name of moving the honeycomb, is not too much?" Well, Loharin, what do you think? ”

"It's nothing in the name of a student," Loharin said slowly, "but I'm worried about the parish."

"What's wrong with the parish?" Deacon Talma didn't understand even more: "It's just a student, there's Praia, there's you, there's my agreement, um" pointed to the buckwheat stalk on the table and the wooden board in the corner: "And the buckwheat that doubles the seeds, and the way to move the honeycomb, who will have trouble with these?" ”

"No, no, no" Loharin hurriedly shook his head: "Teacher, it's not that I can't give Loth/Moore the name of a student, what I think is that just the name of a student is too little"

"Huh? Too little? Why? ”

"Teacher, you have just now, with these" also pointing to the buckwheat stalks and planks, Loharin said: "Brother John's divine product, there must be no problem, when the time comes, my brother will have the qualifications of the parish, and he must come to the parish often"

"Ahh

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and Deacon Talma's footsteps stopped.

"If it was before," continued Loharin, "or if it was when the ploughing ox had just been injured, it would have been nothing. Anyway, there are a lot of things going on in the village of Akrya, and there is a shortage of tithes every year, so it's not a very good location, and no one will worry about it, but now," Loharin pointed to the buckwheat stalks and planks again: "With these, someone in the parish will surely remember: Oh, Pastor Praia already has a divine product?" Oops, Pastor Praia is going to the parish twice in three days? Well, that's a problem, and in that case, isn't there often no priest in the village of Ekri? ”

"Well, that's a problem." Deacon Talma nodded again and again, and when he saw the benefits, what his parish colleagues would think, Deacon Talma knew too well.

"Teacher" Loharin said emotionally: "Ekri Village is the village that you finally got from the parish to Brother John, and now it is difficult to collect the tithes" Seeing the teacher's gaze drifting to the buckwheat stalk and plank for the third time, Loharin quickly changed the method: "Well, maybe there can be a little bit of gain, but, but there are still a lot of deficits before!" ”

"Well, in the past few years, John had a hard time," Deacon Talma sighed slightly.

"That's right!" With the teacher's approval, Loharin became more confident: "Brother John has filled the gap, and with a surplus, he can give it to us, uh, he can give it to the teacher, and he can do more for the church and the parish, how can he let others take advantage of Brother John?" ”

"What do you mean by taking advantage? The desire of the parish to worship the Lord is the same! ”

Habitually reminding students to pay attention to words, Deacon Talma paused, and said: "However, yours is not without a little reason, Praia is a attentive child, and the church he presides over, when he is usually too busy, if there is one more guy who causes trouble, it is indeed very troublesome." ”

The entanglement of interests in the parish and the transfer of interests between teachers and students is indeed a very complex problem.

It is naturally not permissible for other pastors and deacons in the parish to squeeze out the interests of their own department.

But after Praia got the divine product, he did have the trouble of increasing his affairs, and if he let Luo Harin or his other students go to "help", it would be too easy to arouse suspicion and cause infighting, and then the gains would outweigh the losses.

After thinking for a moment, Deacon Talma looked at Loharin: "So, you thought of Loth/Mohr?" ”

"Yes," replied Loharing, "such a great dedication from Loth/Mohr would have been enough to garner a higher level of appreciation, and besides, if it was only in the name of a student, I am afraid that it would not have helped Brother John much at that time."

"Are you" Deacon Talma began pacing again, "After Praia gets the divine gift, let Los/Mor preside over the church on his behalf?" ”

Loharin nodded.

"Hmm" After a long silence, Deacon Talma said: "The students who have taught by themselves and the agents of their own churches can indeed make Praia feel more at ease."

Loharin keenly noticed that by this point, the teacher had used the words "student" and "agent" when addressing Los/Moore.

A smile appeared on Loharin's face: "Yes, Brother John is like that!" ”

"But" After careful consideration, Deacon Talma still had some doubts: "Loos/Moore, it seems like it's still a guy, right?" ”

"How so?" Luo Harin shook his head again and again: "It won't be too good to be able to come up with a way to treat the ploughing cattle, to cure the ploughing cattle in the whole village, to take the cowherd to help the commons, and to lead the serfs to move so many honeycombs and such capable children!" ”

"That's just as well"

Talma nodded slowly.

Looking at the deep longing on Loharin's face, Talma suddenly felt a little pity.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

When I first saw him, his voice was immature, and Loharin, who was only up to his waist, had grown up completely.

For so many years, Loharin had either stayed in the castle all day long or fought with him, earning little income other than the occasional little bloodstained farming implement.

Deacon Talma understands how difficult the dilemma of empty hands is.

Deacon Talma also understands how eager Loharin is to finally be able to give back to his family after Praia's bumper harvest.

"Okay, you can try" Deacon Talma finally relented, and he nodded: "A little age difference doesn't matter, but you must tell Praia, let Los/Mohr, let that guy, remember that he is at least 16 years old!" ”

"Of course!" Loharin's face instantly showed joy: "I have already told him!" ”。

"Oh?" Deacon Talma paused slightly, then continued to look through the parchment.

The rest of the content, only the routine thanks and wishes, nothing important, all the way to the end of the parchment, looking at the payment and date, Talma turned her head: "It turns out that this letter arrived two days ago." ”

"yes." Loharin nodded quickly: "You just rushed to the reclamation point to pursue the thieves, this letter has arrived and this matter is so urgent, I will"

"Okay, I know"

Putting away the parchment roll, Deacon Talma smiled bitterly: "It seems that you have already written all those we did just now in the letter to Praia?" ”

"Yes" Loharin hung his head: "However, what I wrote is only advice, if there is anything wrong, please ask the teacher to write another letter to Brother John." ”

"Well, what else do you suggest?"

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