"Pastor Paul, what is this?"
Wu Qingchen was also very surprised. The process of becoming a vulgar by default had already been completed, so why did the pastor of Akford chase him out of the house
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to take a closer look around here?" Pastor Paul said with a smile, "I've been here for more than ten years... I can give you a good introduction."
What are the consequences of going shopping with Pastor Pujie
As long as you don't make friends on purpose, form an alliance of interests, and go shopping casually, it's about... being blamed by Priest Praia casually
Then it doesn't matter.
Since there are no consequences, Wu Qingchen is also dispensable.
Thanking her with a smile, Wu Qingchen walked half a step behind and walked onto the "street" side by side with Pastor Paul.
The so-called "street" formed by public buildings such as churches, courts, and mills, as well as the residences of high-end craftsmen such as blacksmiths, cobblers, and tailors, is only half a block long at most. I tried my best to chat with Pastor Paul, and it only took a few minutes to walk halfway to the "street".
When he was about to reach the court, Wu Qingchen waved, and Antoine, who was following behind, immediately took a few steps forward.
"Board." Wu Qingchen pointed to the luggage carried by the police officer.
Antoine immediately put down his luggage, opened the bag, and took out a planed thin wooden board with a length of about 20 centimeters in length and height, held it in both hands, and handed it to Wu Qingchen respectfully.
"Okay." Wu Qingchen nodded, took the board with his left hand, and continued to stretch out his right hand: "Charcoal."
Ten seconds later, a piece of specially made charcoal was handed over to Wu Qingchen.
Next, holding the board with his left hand and the charcoal with his right, Wu Qingchen began to write and draw.
"Your Excellency Los, this is..." Pastor Paul approached: "Draw this street?"
"Hmm." Wu Qingchen said "slightly embarrassed": "My parents, neighbors, and most of the people in the village have never left Akeli Village. I want them to open their eyes."
"Well, this is a good idea." Pastor Paul nodded slowly at first, then turned around, and slapped his students—Kevin and Giger—on the heads: "Didn't you see that Lord Ross wants to paint? Why don't you hurry up and move it?" A table over here?"
"Ah?" Wu Qingchen frowned slightly: "Is it unnecessary?"
"It's okay." Pastor Paul said nonchalantly, "You are a guest, you should."
"I just draw casually, don't bother me." Wu Qingchen continued to refuse.
"Why are you being polite?" Pastor Paul smiled, "It's just moving a table, anyway, they have nothing to do now."
"No need, after all..." Wu Qingchen continued to search for a reason.
"During what?"
While Wu Qingchen was still pondering, looking at the backs of the two students, Pastor Paul shouted loudly: "Hurry up!"
The two students suddenly quickened their pace and ran back to the church quickly, and soon moved a small table and a round stool.
"Please sit down." The two students arranged the tables and stools. Pastor Paul adjusted the position attentively and helped Wu Qingchen to sit down: "Only when you sit firmly can you draw well."
Fuck! Draw your sister well!
Wu Qingchen sat down helplessly and began to paint.
Thinking with your ass, you know that there are thousands of ultra-high-resolution cameras on the earth working frame by frame. How can Wu Qingchen have any leisure time to paint streets
The so-called "opening the eyes of the villagers of Akeli" is entirely just to make it less deliberate when drawing the mill later.
Originally standing and drawing with hand, Wu Qingchen could just draw a few strokes casually, using the wrong posture as an excuse to perfunctory, but now that Pastor Paul specially moved the tables and chairs, Wu Qingchen had no choice but to straighten up and paint seriously.
A few minutes later, on the drawing board, the prototype of the street was formed.
"Okay, it's almost there... Huh..." Wu Qingchen let out a long breath, and handed the drawing board and charcoal pencils to Antoine.
"Your Excellency Ross... You, it seems that you haven't finished drawing yet?" Standing by the side, seeing the sketching style for the first time, Pastor Paul felt a little unsatisfied.
"Let's go back and make up for the rest." Wu Qingchen stood up and pointed to the front: "There are still many things to draw."
"Oh?" Pastor Paul raised his eyebrows.
"Like a court."
With that said, Wu Qingchen walked forward.
The others quickly followed.
Walking to the front of the court, choosing an angle and a location, Wu Qingchen signaled the pastor's two students to put down the tables and chairs and start drawing again.
After two strokes, Wu Qingchen suddenly frowned slightly.
"Snapped!"
Kevin and Giger were slapped for the fourth time: "Where are the eyes? Didn't you find it so dark here? Hurry up and open the door!"
The two students quickly ran over and opened the door of the courtroom to the widest possible extent.
A few minutes later, on the drawing board, the prototype of the court was formed.
"Good! Good drawing!" This time, with full concentration and attention to the whole process, Pastor Paul couldn't help applauding again.
"Actually, it's nothing..." Wu Qingchen smiled, and handed the second thin drawing board to Antoine: "You can be lazy and save a little time."
"You are too modest." Pastor Paul shook his head: "How can this save a little time, this method of painting is really easy. This method of painting... tsk tsk..."
"Really?" Wu Qingchen smiled casually, but did not answer.
"Ha ha."
Seeing the mysterious smile on Wu Qingchen's face specially designed by experts in various disciplines, Pastor Paul couldn't judge the value and depth of the sketching technique, so he smiled awkwardly and gave way to the passage.
Walking out of the court, Wu Qingchen walked towards the opposite mill.
Mill: One of the main goals of leaving the village of Akeli this time, no object is allowed to cause any interference or destruction for any reason.
Completely ignorant of the heated discussions about "supernatural phenomena" on Earth, and still listing the mill as the most important goal, Wu Qingchen slowed down a little and his mind was spinning rapidly.
Pastor Paul on the street in Fort Ackerford, this morning, one after another of humility, care, and fawning actions, there must be a plan...
Walking slowly through the "street", Wu Qingchen finally decided to find out the purpose of Pastor Paul before entering the mill.
"Hmm..." Wu Qingchen had already reached the gate of the mill when he made a decision. Stopping, Wu Qingchen turned around and faced Pastor Paul: "Your Excellency Paul, we are meeting for the first time, so you take care of me like this... I am very grateful and would like to know if there is anything I can do to help you ?"
"Huh?" Pastor Paul paused and looked at Wu Qingchen.
"Just say it." Wu Qingchen raised his head slightly, showing a lethal "frank" expression.
"Well… "
After hesitating for a few seconds, Pastor Paul first looked around and confirmed that there were only Wu Qingchen, Antoine, his students, and two apprentices from the mill around him. Pastor Paul took two steps forward and stood next to Wu Qingchen.
Probably not only to guide Wu Qingchen's well-designed expression, but also to feel that the opportunity is not easy, Pastor Paul's expression is very serious: "Your Excellency Los, you are very sensitive... You have a good idea. There is something that really needs your help."
"For example?" Wu Qingchen smiled with a very gentle expression.
"In a few days, you will go to the parish..." Pastor Paul said solemnly: "If it is convenient, I hope you can mention it to Deacon Tarta: I want to be transferred from Akford."
really!
Wu Qingchen nodded heartily.
The range of desires that would bring a formal priest to his knees is not very great.
but…
"You think highly of me..."
Wu Qingchen shook her head slightly: "I'm just a little priest who has just been recognized by the parish. How can I speak for such a serious matter?"
"Hehe..." Pastor Paul smiled: "Your Excellency Los, you are too polite. Healing cattle, moving beehives, bee swarming... such a great achievement, especially, there are so many tasks that need to be taken care of by you, you The intensity of speaking now is not low at all."
Fuck!
Wu Qingchen's heart was shaken.
With the dragnet analysis of the Earth Staff Group, Wu Qingchen certainly understands these achievements and his own value in the next period of time.
However, Wu Qingchen never expected that these merits and values would be seen so clearly by a marginalized priest two days away in the medieval world.
"certainly… "
When Wu Qingchen was still having a headache, Pastor Paul continued, "Your Excellency Los, don't worry, I will never make things difficult for you, and I don't need you to speak for me personally. I just want to ask you to help pass a letter."
Send a letter
Wu Qingchen frowned deeply.
As members of the same church, it is only natural to help deliver letters. Wu Qingchen did not understand Pastor Paul's meaning at all: "You mean delivering letters?"
"Yes." Pastor Paul nodded vigorously.
"Send the letter..." Wu Qingchen frowned even deeper.
In the medieval world, transportation was inconvenient, and when I met the right person, I just sent a few letters along the way... There is no need to be so polite about such a trivial matter that has been agreed upon.
"Uh… "
Seeing Wu Qingchen's doubtful expression, Pastor Paul was a little embarrassed: "This letter, uh... the matter of the transfer is likely to have something to do with you, and we can't hide it from you."