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Come to think of it, when Luke was a child, there wasn't much holy wheat in the monastery, and he could only get a small piece of holy wheat bread occasionally during large-scale sacrificial activities.
St. Luke was satisfied, but Wu Hui still felt unsatisfied.
1,500 kilograms of holy wheat would only be enough for God's people to eat for three or four months. If a few more wars were to kill a group of believers, the number of God's people would increase and this amount of holy wheat might not be enough.
Unfortunately, due to constant consumption, his divine power has reached its limit.
Even if we want to catalyze it again, we can only wait for a few days until we have new divine power.
Wu Hui divided the 1,500 kilograms of holy wheat into three parts. 400 kilograms were kept as seeds and planted directly back in the holy field. 100 kilograms were kept as a reward for believers in the lower world, and the remaining 1,000 kilograms were all kept for the gods' people to eat.
After this three-month awkward period, when the holy wheat that has been cultivated normally is officially harvested, we should be able to enter a virtuous cycle.
The power of God is extremely valuable, and it would be a waste to use it only to grow crops.
Wu Hui would not get involved in the following trivial matters.
Under the command of St. Luke, the people of God quickly moved 1,100 kilograms of holy wheat and stored it properly. They also collected the straw left in the holy fields to be used as firewood later.
After consulting Wu Hui, Luke took out a small portion of the Holy Mail as the first Holy Communion for God's people.
They carefully threshed and husked the wheat ears, ground them into flour, and sifted them several times, finally getting half a bag of snow-white fine flour. In the mortal plane, only the nobles would use fine flour that had been sifted several times to make white bread, and ordinary people could only eat such luxurious white bread a few times a year.
However, these gods and people did not waste it. They carefully collected the bran and saved it for later use.
At this time, Jerome, the blacksmith of the Divine Weapon Temple, had already built an oven. He drew a divine fire from the furnace and drilled into the oven. Soon, the mouth-watering aroma of toasted bread came out of the oven.
The gods and people nearby were drooling with envy.
Although Wu Hui had no body, his soul still had five senses. At this moment, the tempting smell of toast went straight into his nose, and he couldn't help but feel a little greedy.
“The first piece of white bread produced by the Holy Wheat of the Kingdom of God is dedicated to the great Lord of Light.”
St. Luke took out the first piece of fragrant white bread, knelt on one knee, held it in both hands, and respectfully handed it to Wu Hui, his eyes full of expectation.
Wu Hui suddenly felt an intense hunger attacking the depths of his soul.
His fingers had just moved when he suddenly remembered that he was still a soul. How could he eat
Saint Luke, are you sure you are not kidding me, old man
However, seeing his pious face and extremely pure and innocent eyes, and remembering his loyalty to himself, Wu Hui couldn't rant even if he wanted to.
"This batch of bread is for everyone to eat."
Wu Hui waved his hands awkwardly, pretending not to care.
"On behalf of my subjects, St. Luke thanks our Lord for His vast grace." St. Luke worshipped devoutly again, holding the bread in his hands with great excitement, and shared the white bread with all the people of God.
"Thank you, Lord."
“Thank God!”