Chapter 90 Rest Time (Part 2) Cabbage

"Here are the daily necessities for the next week. You can count the number to see if there is anything missing."

Wu Bai took out his bound notes and used fine charcoal pens to write down data on the notebook.

As a front-line record-keeper, he naturally cannot be vague about information at all. If he is more relaxed here, the city hall will spend ten times the time to calculate the data.

To prevent sweat from soaking the record book, he also made a waterproof bag out of fur, which could slightly protect the record book from being soaked by various liquids.

"If there's no problem, I'll help you move in."

The priestess stood on tiptoe and looked at the supplies piled up to less than half a person's height. After comparing the height with the usual ones, she gave up calculating.

Although the lord here is evil-hearted, all the numbers are correct.

Her services suffered major setbacks from the start, with all fee-based services unavailable.

Without him, everyone in the territory would be pauper.

She nodded, and Wu Bai began to put down the piled bags from the trolley one by one. These bags made by the tailor shop had only recently spread in the territory.

Cloth bags that can be sewn from coarse cloth are very convenient for carrying supplies. The excess production capacity in tailor shops is used to produce such large cloth bags that are convenient for the residents.

"I wanna try...hey."

The priestess took a bag of shelled rice from the cart. Her body wrapped in the green priest skirt was trembling. She gritted her teeth and only dragged it up a few inches from the ground.

"Pfft."

Wu Bai on the side looked at her stubborn appearance and suddenly chuckled.

"Miss Priest, just put it down and I'll move it in. With your thin arms and legs, this bag weighs 20 kilograms."

Wubai easily lifted the cloth bag filled with hulled rice on the ground, turned around and picked up two smaller bags and handed them to the priestess, gesturing for her to take them.

"Here is dried meat, and this bag is salt."

It should be enough for a week.

Wu Bai carefully counted out all the supplies. At the end of the hand trailer, there were two saplings with their roots wrapped in cloth strips to prevent water from evaporating.

"This is the sapling you asked for last time. It is difficult to find it around the territory."

"Thanks!"

There was surprise in Miss Priest's eyes. He mentioned it to Wubai when he sent her food last time, and the other party actually remembered it.

"Miss Priest, can I sit here for a while?"

"My name is not Miss Priest, my name is Leah." Miss Priest curled her lips and waved her pink fist: "I've been here so many times that I can't even remember my name."

“The church is open to everyone.”

Wu Bai touched his nose to cover up his embarrassment, and followed the brisk Leah into the church.

She seemed very happy about her arrival.

The church is not small. There are several rows of brown wooden benches that you can sit on. However, there is no statue of God in the innermost part. Wubai also asked Leah this question. Her answer was that she only brought one statue and placed one outside. Enough, and the goddess is everywhere, and there is no need to face the goddess in the hall to preach the doctrine.

"Well, Miss Leia, are there any difficulties here?"

In Leah's confused eyes, Wu Bai explained.

"This is a record survey of our Neighborhood Watch organization. We are conducting a sample survey to investigate what suggestions they have for improving the current working environment and what information needs to be submitted."

But after the investigation was completed, it was discovered that there was a church in the corner that had not been investigated.

Wu Bai's eyes fell on the priestess's face, and then moved away slightly.

The girl's delicate face reflected an alluring luster in the dim light, and her soft eyebrows were not visible at all, and her black hair was hanging down and swaying in the wind.

Noticing his gaze, the priestess gently flipped her hair and met his eyes.

Instantly separate.

It's better not to say this kind of thing.

"Well, I'm quite satisfied here."

Leah's calves swayed slightly, her cheeks were slightly red, and her hands made a budding gesture.

"It's like a plant that has just emerged from the ground. It is full of vitality and has an upward energy. The goddess of life likes this kind of land very much."

"If it's difficult, please help me lead a water channel to the rear. It's very inconvenient to have to fetch water every time."

The priests of the Goddess of Life all have their own methods of purifying water. These blessed waters cannot be said to heal injuries and cure diseases, but they can replenish people's physical strength and are as sweet and moist as spring water.

Therefore, after working, people like to rest here for a while and drink a bowl of water.

For this reason, farmers also spontaneously placed dozens of benches in front of the church. They did not have much fear of God in their hearts, but regarded this place as a place to rest.

As for preaching, the priestess prepares water for the farmers every day, and has no extra energy to explain the teachings to these farmers who cannot read Chinese characters... and only know one or two Chinese characters.

"Well, it's a drain. I can come over and help you deal with it when I have time later."

Wu Bai recorded Leah's needs on his notepad.

"Do you have any other questions? Don't worry about delaying my time. The lord has given us a holiday. I don't have any tasks today. I remembered that the supplies have not been distributed yet, so I came here."

Wu Bai sat on the bench outside the house and shook out a letter from his notebook. It was more like a note than a letter.

This was the letter he received when he came out of the guard station. To avoid getting wet, Wuba sandwiched it in his notebook and put it in his leather bag.

The content of the letter is very simple, but the handwriting is very much like a person who has just learned to write.

With difficulty, he thanked the guards in words for what they had done for him these days, saving his child who climbed out of the roof out of fun.

Wu Bai still remembered that he was slightly injured trying to catch the child.

Leah sat next to Wuba, and Wuba did not cover up the letter.

Leah still remembered the first time she explained the goddess's teachings to Wu Bai. He sat below and listened to her sermon quietly.

"If the goddess of life can guarantee that no one will be hungry, then I will believe it."

He replied.

And Wu Bai turned over a brand new page of white paper, and the charcoal pen fell on the paper.

"Are you here, drawing?"

Leah leaned forward, a look of surprise in her eyes.

"Well, it's beautiful here."

Wu Bai's eyes fell into the distance, the afternoon sun was fierce, no one was working at this time, and the fields were so pure that only the crops were left. He spoke slowly, and Leah listened to his voice quietly.

"Yes, my family members say that I have a strong talent for painting. If there are no accidents, I may choose to be a painter in the future."

Wu Bai showed the sketch he had drawn in his hand to Leah.

The brush strokes are concise, outlining the hilly scene, and the black and white are divided into layers, describing the waves of wheat layer by layer. This sketch is impressive in terms of technique alone.

Freehand brushwork wins form.

Wu Bai stared at the green wheat undulating with the wind in the distance, while Leah sat next to Wu Bai, slightly close to him.

Enjoy the afternoon sunshine quietly.

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