Chapter 46 46. I’m Running Out of Manuscripts and Have to Update Five Times, Which Is Distressing.

Old Brand was the concierge of the Albert House. Of course, he was called a concierge. In fact, like everyone else, he lost the house he lived in because of some things, and was taken in by the Albert House helplessly.

Perhaps unlike others, he was not taken in alone. Mrs. Brand also became the cook at Albert House. Compared to others, Old Brand may be the most optimistic about life.

As for why he was taken in by the Albert House, it involved a gang loan. In order to treat his wife's illness, an old man eventually lost his house and savings to a loan shark. The couple only had one set of clothes left on them. The story of getting kicked out.

Old Brand thought that the future would be like that, but since the arrival of the new priest who wore gorgeous clothes, the changes in the Albert House seemed to be a little bit bigger.

First of all, there has been an unusually large amount of food these past few days, and there is even meat. This is treatment that has never been seen since the death of Priest Albert. Although Sister Loni is a good person, it is too difficult for her to ask her to raise funds.

The Albert House, which was supposed to be disbanded after the death of Priest Albert, relied on the funds that Sister Loni brought back from unknown sources until now, but it was about to lose its hold.

The result was just two days ago, or maybe three days ago. In short, after the young-looking and gorgeously dressed priest came, there was no need to worry about food. The children and his wife were also taken to talk. What makes ointments.

Looking at the dwarf engineering team that was replacing the gate, Old Brand felt that the world might be changing too fast.

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"Priest Mo Cheng, I may not have heard what you said just now."

Justin, the dwarf engineer, picked his ears with a quill and said with a surprised look on his face: "You mean to rebuild the Albert House?"

"I'm very sure, Mr. Justin." Mo Cheng smiled extremely cheerfully. When a person has close to 700 golden griffons on his body, his confidence will be as strong as the golden griffons.

"The wooden structure of the Albert House has begun to rot. Instead of thinking about how to repair it, I prefer to rebuild it directly."

Mo Cheng took out the design drawing, which was a rough drawing drawn after arguing with Loni all night: "My plan is to plan it according to the above, three floors, plus a playground."

The picture shows a U-shaped three-story building. In front of the building is a running track with an outer circle of about 200 meters.

"This..." Justin held the picture and glanced at Loni behind Mo Cheng. After seeing her nodding, he agreed, "No problem, we can do this."

At this time, Loni said: "There is no need to start construction on the monastery cemetery on the east side. Don't disturb the rest of the sleepers."

That's natural. Mo Cheng only plans to renovate this leaky place with little protection, and has no intention of digging people's graves.

After handing the drawing to Engineer Justin, Mo Cheng walked directly into the house. After all, the work of overturning and rebuilding takes time, even if the buildings in this world can be built with magic.

After Mo Cheng left, Justin waved the drawing in his hand and said, "Sister Loni, are you sure you want us to do what the priest did?"

Justin knew very well who had the final say here. At least he knew that the nun in front of him was by no means as weak and weak as she seemed.

Loni rubbed her temples in distress. She didn't expect that Mo Cheng planned to make so much noise just a few days after he arrived, "Just follow what he said, and don't dig too deep for the foundation. Don't see things you shouldn't see." .”

As he spoke, the eyes under his glasses were cold and cold.

Justin shuddered and said wisely: "Justin doesn't know anything, and he won't ask anything. Old Albert's secret will rot in Justin's stomach. Justin swears by the glory." .”

"No." Loni's eyes narrowed slightly, her whole body was like a scythe harvesting souls, "Remember, there are no secrets in the Albert House."

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Entering the house, the first thing I heard was Mrs. Brand's energetic voice, "The key point is the heat. The heat is just like making soup. Come, follow me and slowly stir the soup."

Among the staff at Albert House, the only one who could understand the key points of Mo Cheng's making of shimmering ointment was Mrs. Brand, who was the cook.

Other elderly people either have physical inconveniences, cannot understand the key points of what Mo Cheng said, or cannot remember the order of adding medicinal materials when brewing.

As for the children, they may not even be able to push a large stirring spoon after they have just had enough food for a few days. It is a physically demanding process that requires more than an hour of stirring.

When Mo Cheng entered the room, first a wave of heat came over. Mrs. Brand was boiling ointment. The finished product was carried to the table ten steps away. The girls put a large pot of ointment into the room. Put into small clay pots.

The boys were divided into two teams. One team cleaned the purple blood vine and the used pot, then put the purple blood vine into a grinder and ground it into powder. The other team placed the clay pots in boxes lined with hay and arranged them neatly.

On the table, when cleaning, and when the pot is being cooked, three pots in one room are rotated so that people can rest but the ointment must be cooking in the pot.

A small assembly line was born in this room.

Mo Cheng approached and advised, "Mrs. Brand, you can take a rest in the middle. You don't have to be so tired."

But the fat Mrs. Brand didn't care at all: "It's okay, this little work won't make me tired."

She was unwilling to rest, because Mo Cheng told her that for every pot of shimmering ointment that was brewed, Mo Cheng would pay the price of five silver lions to Mrs. Brand.

Even for heavy manual labor on the dock, the income for one hour of work is about eight silver lions. Now I only need to easily cook a pot of soup to get it, and I don't even need to work as hard as those workers.

Mo Cheng also offered wages to others, which naturally aroused everyone's unlimited enthusiasm for work.

In just two days, all the orders placed by the law enforcement team have been completed.

Mo Cheng just tried to persuade him and said nothing more. It was better to work with enthusiasm than a group of people looking sad on his first day here.

At the same time, Mo Cheng was also very glad that he could come to Albert House at this time. According to the current situation when he first arrived, if he had delayed some time on the road, Albert House might have to be disbanded.

At that time, his ID card will be invalidated and he will become a black householder without a household registration again.

It is really difficult to be a gangster in Fairhaven, the capital of the mage country.

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