Chapter 488

At the end of February of the fire season, Randall led the people to usher in the annual three-day carnival. The fierce sunshine could not stop the enthusiasm in people's hearts. Tens of thousands of people poured into Pinghu Town, filling the streets and lanes of the town, and the happy atmosphere filled the young town.

In fact, this year's Randall carnival is only the second, the same age as Heping lake town. Many people are speculating about the real purpose of the Randall family to spend real money and let the lower class revel. Some people even think that Randall carnival is just a whim of viscount Randall, and it can't exist all the time. But the people led by Randall will proudly tell them that the carnival will continue, because the noble Viscount Randall himself said:

The people irrigate this town with sweat. It must bring happiness and joy to the people.

I sweat for this town. I watch her grow up day by day. She makes me happy. This is my town and my home... The lively atmosphere of Carnival ignites the sense of belonging and achievement hidden in their hearts.

This feeling is incomprehensible to outsiders, and the people led by Randall are unclear. But they are happy.

During the carnival, the businessmen led by Randall prepared enough goods in advance, and the price was only half of the usual price. The hotel and Wine House prepared rich and cheap food and wine. The Government Affairs Department invited more than 20 song and dance troupes and circus to Pinghu Town for an open tour. Women go shopping in the market; Men linger in taverns and hostels, drink wine and talk loudly; Children watch the rare song and dance acrobatics and animal training performances for free. They pick up their toes or ride on adults' necks, scream and laugh, and their little hands are red without pain.

However, the most talked about topic this year is not how cheap goods and drinks are, how wonderful the performance of the troupe is, nor the damn Fishman war, but mutual aid associations, mutual aid vouchers and those three lucky guys.

"Have you heard? Today, there were three awards. The guy named Mike bought two mutual aid vouchers with the same number, and one person took 4000 copper sols!"

"4000 copper sol? Really?"

"I saw it with my own eyes! The three of them received the award on the high platform, and each carried a bag full of silver coins..."

"Mike, I know that boy. We got it from Randall in the same batch. I was assigned to George village. He went to the South fortress... When he received the award, I called him under the platform, but he didn't hear it... There were too many people on the scene, which was louder than the goose shed."

"Ha ha, he heard it and pretended not to hear it. He must be afraid of you borrowing money from him..."

"My wife has it all, and will she borrow money from him? He can win the grand prize, and I can win... There are too many people buying mutual aid vouchers today. I'll go back to George village tomorrow, and I've figured out the number."

"Did you win this issue?"

"I won the smallest three serial numbers and exchanged for six copper sols... I should buy more. I blame my wife for being too stingy and only allowing me to buy one."

Sikes heard a deafening noise when he entered the tavern, but the contents discussed by the drinkers were all related to "mutual aid vouchers" and "winning the prize".

The business of this tavern is booming. The small space is divided into upper and lower floors and stuffed with more than 20 tables. Each table is full of people, and there are still a circle of guests who can't find a place.

Maybe it's because sex's clothes are different. He wears a long sleeved thin linen shirt, and the drinkers inside are dressed in sleeveless vests, showing their furry and strong arms. Among this group of rough and strong men, Sikes looked decent and different, and immediately attracted the attention of the tavern owner.

"Come on, you guys, show the generosity of Randall's people and give a way to this handsome foreign boy." The tavern owner pulled the gray towel around his neck and asked the two strong men in front of the stage to give way.

Sikes pushed through the crowd and stood in front of the bar. Before he opened his mouth, the tavern owner poured him a small glass of purplish red wine.

"This cup is free."

The sour and sweet taste immediately conquered the taste buds of Sikes. He put down his glass and said politely, "thank you. Can I have another one? I'll pay."

"Large cup of 3 copper sol, medium cup of 1 copper sol, 5p, such small cup of 7p... I still have two years of purple sugarcane wine. The price has doubled. Which one do the guests want?" Asked the tavern owner gallantly.

Sikes hesitated and said with a shy smile, "I can't drink very much... Give me a small glass of two-year purple cane wine."

"I can't drink much. What are you doing in the pub?"

Next to him was an ugly man who looked at sex with the eyes of a vulture. This little white face, the more he looks, the more he hates it.

"You are an actor in the song and dance troupe. Have you been driven out by the girls in the troupe?" The tavern owner smiled and handed a small glass of purple cane wine to Sikes and took two copper sols from his hand.

Sikes lowered his head and sipped the purple cane wine to hide his embarrassment. The ugly man chased the tavern owner and asked, "how do you know that this little white face was driven out by the girls in the troupe?"

"Ignorant buns, beautiful girls in the troupe have to do business at night. It's inconvenient for outsiders to be present." The tavern owner gave the ugly man a disdainful look.

"Do business at night? It's inconvenient for outsiders to be present..."

The ugly man suddenly realized, put his arms around Sikes's neck and asked with a provocative smile, "are you from that troupe? How many girls are there in your troupe? You make a price... I'll sleep with a girl in your troupe."

"It's a solo performance." Sikes whispered an excuse and looked for help at the tavern owner.

"Get your dirty hands off my guest."

The tavern owner pulled off the gray towel tied around his neck and counted seven copper pence to Sikes. The ugly and strong man showed a look of fear, released Sikes and shouted, "I'm also your guest..."

"You miser, I've never seen you take care of the business of that tavern before the circulation of copper pence. Now every time I come to drink, I order a small cup of purple cane wine of 4P, and I'm reluctant to spend another copper sol." The tavern owner scolded.

The ugly man's face became more ugly. The drinkers in front of the bar laughed, but some did not laugh naturally. The tavern owner realized that his words had offended a group of people, and made a pleasant remedy: "do you know how much it costs for the girls of the troupe to sleep one night? At least 20 silver coins... Is that for people like us to have fun? If you have money, save it and marry a wife quickly."

The drinkers nodded one after another, and someone said with a sad face: "now the price of persuading women has risen again... There are 15 gold sols in yeliucheng. I don't eat or drink now, and I have to save 12 years of wages."

"You're so beautiful... People with wives and children don't take the lead in Randall? The advice money to buy Women from yeliucheng will only be more and more expensive!"

The ugly man slammed the table with an empty glass and shouted: "I've figured it out now. I should eat and drink. I'll buy each mutual aid voucher. In case I win a few big prizes, I'll ask the deacon to help me find a wife in Randall. If I don't win, I'll help others get a wife first... It's really not good. I'll sign up for the swamp scout and have everything for three years... Anyway, there's a mutual aid association. Even if it's abandoned, someone will take care of me."

"Help each other, help each other."

"Boss, another drink!" The ugly man took out four copper pennies and slapped them on the bar.

The tavern owner quickly put away the coppers and filled the ugly man's small cup with a large wine pot. Although the business is small and can't hold a lot, the tavern didn't have so many customers before.

Others followed suit. Everyone "forthright" took out copper pence, and the tavern owner immediately smiled.

Sikes put six copper pence in his hand, looked up and asked, "boss, it's the first time I've seen copper pence... How do I change this money? Can I use it elsewhere?"

"Ten copper pence for a copper sol. You can change it at any shop in Pinghu Town and Yeliu city."

Sikes nodded and asked weakly, "why do I want seven copper pence for a small glass of purple cane wine? They only want four?"

The people around laughed. The ugly man patted the youth of the troupe on the shoulder and said proudly, "because you are a foreigner, not from Randall's family, our Carnival doesn't discount you."

"For our noble master, for our Randall family, for our Pinghu Town, we revel here!" The ugly man held up his glass and shouted. The guests in the tavern responded one after another. The atmosphere in the tavern was pushed to a climax in an instant.

When the tavern owner and the waiter finished adding wine to each table and returned to the bar, Sikes lost no time in asking, "boss, what's the matter with mutual aid societies and vouchers? Can you introduce me to a foreigner?"

The owner of the tavern beamed and said, "help each other, help each other! We buy the mutual aid voucher of the Mutual Aid Association, and the Mutual Aid Association uses the money to help the old, the weak, the sick and the Disabled..."

"The mutual aid voucher can win the grand prize, which is the reward of the Supreme Lord for our self redemption!"

"There are also small and medium prizes in the voucher, which is also a gift from the Supreme Lord!"

"There are three copper sols for a number of mutual aid vouchers, and the lowest award is 2000 copper sols, which is not capped..."

People scrambled for the introduction. Sikes gradually understood. He pointed to his nose and asked, "can foreigners like me buy mutual aid vouchers?"

The tavern owner and the drinkers looked at each other and said hesitantly, "well... I really don't know."

"I can buy it! I'm sure I can buy it!" A drinker shouted, "the supreme bishop teaches us that every believer should redeem himself... As long as they are believers of the Lord, they can buy mutual aid vouchers!"

"Yes, I can buy it. Praise the Supreme Lord."

"Praise the most High Lord." Sikes painted the holy emblem falsely, looked up and asked, "if I win the prize, how should I cash it?"

"Well..." the tavern owner touched the back of his head and said thoughtfully, "the mutual aid voucher opens once a week. If you stay here until the weekend, you will be able to cash the prize."

He did not consider whether the song and dance troupe could stay in Pinghu Town for a week.

The young actor smiled and said, "then I'll buy a mutual aid voucher tomorrow and try my luck."

The next day, next to the church on the west side of Pinghu Town, Sikes crowded a long line and bought a mutual aid voucher. Holding a black piece of paper, he smiled at the corners of his lips, with warm eyes and whispered to himself: "the magical Pinghu Town, the magical Lord Randall, the magical mutual aid voucher..."

Three days later, all the song and dance troupes and circus participating in the carnival in Pinghu Town left Randall's collar. They spread the wonders of Randall to the kingdoms.

Four months later, the mutual aid voucher bought by Sikes appeared on the desk of the Regent of Gambis.

Williams Auguste put down the report documents summarized by the night owl spy, picked up the black paper, glanced at Princess Roland, Marquis goron and queen mother Catherine, and finally landed on the new palace minister Marquis Ludwig, smiled and said: "Just five days ago, a lucky man of yeliucheng won 21 mutual aid coupons in a row and won the bonus of 60000 copper sols. Pinghu Town cashed them in full... On the second day, yeliucheng bought more than 2000 mutual aid coupons, on the third day, more than 4000 people. On the fourth day, vistock's gang found yeliucheng's lame John and wanted to participate in Randall's mutual aid coupons through his channels By the way, lame John is Viscount Randall's agent in Yeliu city... Just yesterday, Jinshui city invited bishop Perot to discuss mutual aid associations and mutual aid vouchers. "

"Viscount Randall pried unimaginable wealth and power with a small piece of paper. The scope and speed of the impact are amazing." Williams leaned against the back of the chair, shook his head and sighed, immediately looked up, grinned, showed his snow-white and neat teeth, and said with a bright smile:

"We now need to discuss Victor's measures on tenant system and mutual aid association in depth!"