Therefore, their journey only reached the entrance to the walls of Constantine and stopped, "Alright, before sunset, we should return to the dormitory under the tomb of St. Basil as soon as possible." ”

But Peter, stubbornly pleading, crossed the road of Mount Eckinon to St. John's Cathedral behind the Golden Gate, where he was to meet the Imam Idorus, "You must know that Your Excellency, if Your Excellency Idorus is willing to invoke us, then you will not have to wait any longer, and you will be able to see your Emperor directly." ”

Seeing that what Peter said also had some truth, the stubborn guard agreed, and he also knew that if the Pope's secret letter was in his hands for one more day, he would have many dreams at night. So the trio, accompanied by a few men on foot, crossed the path full of cemeteries and cross tombstones, climbed over Mount Eckinon and came to the more imposing Cathedral of St. John.

Idorus, a gowned, amiable man, with eyes burning with a thirst for wisdom, politely apologized to Peter, saying that he had been presiding over the feast of the relics, and that there had been a great deal of attendance in the whole church, so he had been delayed for a long time.

In front of the square of the church, there were indeed noble men and women who came and went, and on both sides were apartments for their feast lodgings, and the men's and women's quarters were completely separated, and even the husband and wife had to live separately during the feast, so as not to defile the sacred church.

"Rest assured, and it just so happens that recently His Excellency Masdas, the Patriarch of the Imperial City, has had a doctrinal argument with me, so five days later His Majesty ordered us to have an argument at the Brachna Palace to decide the winner. In the meantime, both you and the Catcher will be able to stay in the church apartments, and I will take the opportunity to introduce you before Your Majesty. Idorus readily agreed to their request.

Soon, that night, Gawain became a helper in the church—responsible for serving the pilgrims who came to the church and the meals of the pastors.

It was said to be a meal, but on the long table in the kitchen of the church, Gawain saw a full of green broad beans, broad beans in the basin, broad beans on the cloth, broad beans in the big spoon, and broad beans in the bucket.

"Pray." The monks standing in front of Gawain stood solemnly at the long table before cooking, chanting praises to the icons on the wall, and Gawain could only follow behind.

Then the monks began to wash the broad beans, and Gawain followed him, and the broad beans were washed, and they washed their hands in the pool, and then they washed the broad beans again: after doing this three times, they told Gawain to put all the washed broad beans in a large plaque, and poured them into a pot of boiling water, "Take the long colander, and help, to scoop up all the broad beans floating in the pot." A monk cook, placing the tools in Gawain's hand, spoke earnestly.

After steaming hot, Gawain squinted his eyes, held a long colander, and carefully rolled the floating broad beans in the boiling water, scooping them into the spoon one by one, as he did for shipwreck victims, and "discarded them in the trash." The monk-cook's tone was unquestionable, "These are all spoiled broad beans, and they are not to be eaten by monks and pilgrims." ”

Then, the chef asked Gawain, "Use a colander to take out all the broad beans stuck to the bottom of the pot." Because monks and pilgrims are not allowed to eat pasted broad beans. ”

After Gao Wen did this, the chef bowed his head in satisfaction, and then after a while, Gao Wen re-fished all the "selected surviving" broad beans on the large plaque with a colander, and all their pods had been fried, and then the chef put all these broad beans into the pot next to him. Gawain looked at it, and almost didn't vomit, and the small pot was full of white pork and salt.

After a while, the chef thought it was okay, so he tasted a few broad beans, nodded, and then Gawain and the other helpers lined up the plates, and the chef gave each plate a spoonful, and so on - dozens of plates of fragrant broad bean feast, and this was done.

Then Gawain and all the others, holding these plates and broad beans, walked through the square, and in the dining room of the church, they put these delicacies on the table, and under the candlelight Idorus and Peter ate calmly, they must have been accustomed to this simple broad bean, but many nobles could only pretend to barely eat a few bites, and then pushed the plates aside with a blue face, and smiled and said to each other that they were not hungry, and that they had sufficient strength to continue the worship in the coming day.

At this time, a fat nobleman secretly took out a piece of roast meat and a small bottle of wine from the pocket of the servant beside him, and prepared to treat himself. Gawain saw that Idorus had seen the nobleman's behavior, but the patriarch only smiled faintly and did not dismantle him, which was also the result of a humble attitude.

"What is the holy thing we want to see? I think everyone knows that. Suddenly, among the nobles, a fair-skinned and beautiful lady in a slender embroidered gown with golden hair held a plate full of broad beans and spoke in fluent Greek.

The nobles began to talk to each other, and many people did not know what she was trying to say.

"We are looking at the grill left behind many years ago, when pagans ruled the Roman Empire, and a saint named St. Basius was burned to death by the pagan emperor in the Piazza della Serpentine Pillar because he refused to renounce his faith." The lady said, her blue eyes with a breathtaking beauty on the left and right, scanning the crowd on the left and right, and talking eloquently.

Now the nobles were silent, and the fat man immediately put the roast on the table in fear, and then knelt down, and walked on his knees before Idorus, and then raised his head and wept silently, begging for his forgiveness, and for the Lord's forgiveness, "The feast is to draw closer to our Lord, to feel his glory, and to feel the desire of the saints to come forward and succeed in this world, in the hope of eternal understanding, there is no need to be so afraid, some procedural things are not and are not fundamental. The imam kindly touched the fat man's head and said with relief.

"Actually, most fat people are not bad people." Gao Wen, who was standing on the side, thought to himself, at this time the noble lady looked coldly, with a ceremonial smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes suddenly fell on Gao Wen's head, looking at his hair, beard, and physique, she beckoned the maid beside her and whispered two orders.

After the dinner, at the flower garden in front of the porch, Gawain was stopped by the maid, "Are you a clergyman?" The maid asked in Greek.

Gawain shook his head and said politely that he was an attendant escorting a hermit, a nobleman who had previously lived in the north, and had temporarily worked in the kitchen in order to repay the patriarch's kindness.

When the maid saw that Gao Wen's eyes were bright and faintly a little extraordinary, she had already recognized his "serious nonsense" in her heart, so she put her palms together and pleaded, "My master begs you, make an extra meal she can eat, send it to her bedroom, and I will solve the problem with the door." ”