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Chapter 373 Doggerel (II)
The Holy See had never expected Liu Yonglu to do this. Saint Balaam had returned to the hotel. At that time, the kitchens of most hotels could be used freely. Liu Yonglu's first stop after the time travel was Pormouth, where he cooked for himself every day, so he was quite familiar with it.

As soon as the six of them arrived at the inn, Botticelli and Lorenzo followed.

"Saint Baran, this is the body of a saint... so you don't need to eat?"

Lorenzo had been following Liu Yonglu since the afternoon, but he didn't see the saint enter the restaurant. How come he went straight back to the hotel to sleep?

"Lorenzo... Saint Baran must have heard my call and answered my prayers. If he enters the inn, we will have a better chance."

Botticelli clenched his fists and the saint returned to the hotel to rest. The Holy See could not send people to perform "miracles" in front of him every now and then. This was definitely an opportunity.

"We still can't be careless. Didn't you see that there are two inquisitors following the Saint? They are spies planted by the Holy See around him. We can't approach the Saint blatantly.

I see the light is still on in the kitchen, let's go over there and take a look."

"I know that...I know that."

Botticelli was getting closer to vindication, and he became excited. He stood up and walked out of the shadows, muttering something.

They had just left the backyard of the Dolphin Hotel where Liu Yonglu was staying when a hooded man appeared not far from them. This man seemed not to be human and there was no sound when he walked.

If Botticelli saw him, he would definitely recognize him as the hooded man with a black crystal around his neck whom he met on the street that day!

At this time, Liu Yonglu was in the hotel's kitchen, happily making dumplings with his family.

Since the little genius brother and sister were not at home, they volunteered to guard the gate for Liu Yonglu. Liu Yonglu was afraid that the people from the Holy See would have another mental disorder, so he let them go.

I only leave one order: no one should open the door during meal time!
Since we are just making dumplings, we can just leave a lid for them and cook for the little genius brother and sister after they have finished eating.

Minced meat, noodles, and vegetables were all easy to find, and the parish priest had specifically instructed the hotel to do so beforehand, so the hotel cooperated and moved the ingredients from the food storage area in the backyard.

Liu Yonglu is responsible for kneading the dough and rolling out the dumpling wrappers, which are all technical jobs.

Millie Tang had never cooked since she was a child, so she could only help cut vegetables, mix stuffing, and give some extra work.

Xiaohu learned how to roll out dough from Liu Yonglu, but his movements were a bit uncoordinated because he had six fingers on his left hand and the extra thumb always got in the way.

When Ling'er saw that Millie Tang was useless at cooking, she got excited and took the initiative to take on the process of making dumplings. It must be said that Ling'er did have some talent in this area, or maybe it had something to do with her divine nature, she learned things very quickly.

Liu Yonglu only taught her a few times before Ling'er was able to wrap the dumplings quite well.

While wrapping her, she glanced at Millie Tang, as if to say, look how capable I am, how can a witch like you compare to me?
Millie Tang didn't get angry with her. The four of them chatted while making dumplings. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers. Liu Yonglu thought he would have to work for two hours, but after only a while, there were two more dumplings on the table.

"Okay, Haverson and the others will wrap it later. Anyway, the stuffing and dough are ready, so let's cook it and eat it."

The dumplings were cooked and placed on the plate like little ingots. Xiaohu picked up the spoon, scooped one and wanted to eat it.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat. We have to have a reason to eat...dumplings."

Just as Xiaohu was about to eat the dumpling with big stuffing, a silver light curtain blocked Xiaohu's way and Ling'er spoke.

She was ready to teach her unlucky brother a lesson. Along the way, Liu Yonglu took Xiaohu and Mili to travel, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and paid less attention to her.

She didn't look for the reason in her temper. She was just angry at those three people, especially her unlucky brother.

We started by playing cards on the boat, and then you said I wanted to eat steamed buns... What do you mean? I'm really trying to sabotage you. I made these dumplings today, so it's a wonder you'll enjoy them!

"Let's just recite some poetry. I think it's quite interesting. Read a few words and eat some dumplings..."

Hearing Ling'er say this, Liu Yonglu suddenly looked up at the little girl in front of him and thought, OK... Ling'er is very insightful. She has learned it by herself. Just based on this wicked spirit, kid, you are suitable for crosstalk!
"Eating is so tiring, don't read it!"

On the one hand, Millie Tang protected Xiaohu, and on the other hand, she went against Ling'er. Anyway, she didn't agree.

"If you don't want to read it, then forget it..."

"Hey, hey, hey...it's okay to play for a while. It's rare to find a quiet place to eat."

Seeing that Ling'er was about to overturn the table, Liu Yonglu quickly tried to smooth things over, "Just read it. Anyway, there are plenty of fillings and sides. If Xiaohu is not full, I can make more for him later." The silver light curtain was removed, and Xiaohu reluctantly put the dumplings back on the plate. Liu Yonglu cleared his throat and began:
"The whole family gathers around one table."

Liu Yonglu was very hungry, so he quickly took out seven dumplings. Unfortunately, the vinegar was not quite up to standard, so he tasted one with garlic and found it was okay, with good taste.

"The little girl is so cute."

Millie Tang secretly mocked Ling'er, and also took seven dumplings and ate them slowly.

"Busy and busy cooking."

Ling'er was having a bad day. She put seven dumplings into the bowl, but didn't eat them and just looked at Xiaohu.

"hot!"

Xiaohu quickly scooped one up and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to take the second one, Ling'er wouldn't let him.

The four of them were playing and eating in the room, and there were two of them squatting outside the window...

What was wrong with Saint Barlaan's family that made Lorenzo and Botticelli anxious? Or was this some ancient ritual that saints had to complete before enjoying the Eucharist?
They are in a hurry! Hurry up and eat!
Meanwhile, they had already eaten two rounds and there were not many dumplings left on the plate. Liu Yonglu secretly winked at Xiaohu, meaning that you should overcome it and talk more!

"It's your turn Ricky, hurry up, I have to go back to the house and take a shower after we finish eating."

Ling Er finally got her revenge, how beautiful! She smacked her lips while eating dumplings, sincerely envying her brother.

"The table and bench have four legs."

Liu Yonglu ate two rounds and now that he had food in his stomach, he was not as hungry as he was at the beginning.

"The wood is rotten and has a muddy color."

Millie Tang still had half of the food left on her plate, and she was going to leave it for Xiaohu later.

"The farmer leaned against the door with a knife in hand."

Ling'er is so smart. She reserved this sentence for Xiaohu. She knew Xiaohu was going to say "chop."

"chop……"

"Okay, just say one word and eat one."

Xiaohu hadn't moved yet, so Ling'er volunteered to take a spoon and scoop one for him.

"Chop up the old table and burn it into charcoal..."

Hey! Xiaohu is not stupid, he understands it, Mili Tang is happy! She quickly took the plate from Ling'er and scooped seven for Xiaohu, but she didn't expect that Xiaohu hadn't finished reading yet.

"I chopped the old table to make charcoal. I looked up and saw another bundle of firewood. I chopped this one and that one. I chopped that one and that one..."

Xiaohu kept chopping the food, and Millie Tang kept picking it for him, and Xiaohu kept stuffing it into his mouth.

Ling'er beside them was stunned.

As Xiaohu was eating, his mouth suddenly stopped moving.

"Eat slowly, you might choke." Liu Yonglu quickly handed the child a glass of water.

The tiger's mouth moved twice, and a small piece of cloth slowly came out of its mouth!

Hiss... Liu Yonglu thought to himself, this isn't a festival and I didn't put any coins in the dumplings, so how come something can be tasted out of them?

When I opened the strip of cloth, I saw a line of words written in tiny handwriting:

"St. Baran's backyard at three tonight, injustice!"

(End of this chapter)