Chapter 196 The Royal Family Invitational Meeting (2)
"My love, your piety has moved Heavenly Father, and your generosity has made me worry-free about food and clothing. Look, I came to you under the guidance of the Holy Messenger!" The actor who played the deceased husband walked up to Barbara.
In front of the peasant woman, she opened her arms and said loudly.
Some audience members who had seen this play began to whisper because they did not remember this scene.
Leader Jin Yunque stood at the side of the stage, holding a handkerchief between his teeth and gripping the fabric tightly with both hands. Big drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks to the ground.
Barbara looked at her deceased husband in front of her without any reaction.
The actor who played the late husband became anxious and winked desperately. Thinking that Barbara had forgotten her lines, he reminded her in a low voice: "The next line is... Thank you Heavenly Father for letting you come back to me."
The leader covered his face with his hands, not daring to look anymore, and growled in despair: "Oh, God! Barbara, for God's sake!"
Barbara moved.
She first came to her current husband and looked at the young and handsome actor with intoxicated eyes; then she walked to her deceased husband and glanced at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression.
Finally, she secretly pulled the homeless envoy to the front of the stage, in front of all the audience, took out a money bag and stuffed it into his arms, winked and said: "Holy envoy! There are still ten silver coins here."
Yue, please bring my dead husband back to heaven!"
The unexpected reversal caused the audience to burst into laughter.
Barbara's last improvised scene gave a vivid portrayal of a devout yet secular peasant woman. She did not follow the leader's script, but used a humorous plot to push the scene to a new level.
**. It not only maintains the dignity of art, but also avoids religious contradictions.
The leader of Golden Skylark walked onto the stage with two legs that were still trembling. His back was covered with sweat. While taking a curtain call with the members, he did not forget to glance at the terrace on the second floor.
Will His Majesty be angry?
Did the Holy Son feel offended?
With these questions in mind, the group leader, who finally finished the performance and wiped his sweat with a cloth, announced that the highlight of the party had officially begun.
Twenty large boxes were carried up, and as the lids of the boxes were opened one by one, the audience was stunned by the sight in front of them.
Silver Moon! Twenty big boxes are filled with Silver Moon!
The monk holding a thick stack of accounting books walked to the stage and began to read out loud the statistics compiled by Muxi Mutual Aid Society.
"Invest 200 silver months in Gospel Flower Society, realize and pay profit of 355 silver months, and realize assets for 925 silver months."
“Investment in the rainbow trout fishery was 116 silver months, realized and paid profits of 73 silver months, and realized assets for 243 silver months.”
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As the monk finished reading one account book after another, those in the audience who had purchased the holy bones of Muxi Cooperative realized that their money had been invested in hundreds of shops in Muxi City.
The half-hour long reading clearly introduced the development of the Muxi Mutual Aid Society. In less than two years since its establishment, the mutual aid society has increased from a principal of 1,000 silver months to 5,766 silver months. His Majesty also raised money from his holy treasury.
I put down 234 silver moons and collected 6,000 silver moons, which were distributed to all the holy bone holders at once.
The principal invested that year has increased sixfold in less than two years. If the profits from regular dividends are added in, the value has increased almost tenfold!
With the help of the guards, a group of monks put the silver moon into cloth bags according to the number of sacred bones of the registrant, and then handed it over to the hands of everyone in the audience. After the coins were confirmed to be correct, the payee was asked to press his hand.
Print and sign for receipt.
After all the silver moons were distributed, someone asked: "Returning the principal to us means that the Muxi Mutual Aid Society will be disbanded?"
Friar Qiao replied: "It can be said that it is, but it is not. His Majesty distributed the assets of Muxi Mutual Aid Society to you in proportion in the hope of returning the financial control of the money to the original owner. Two years ago, Muxi
The town is in dire straits, and His Majesty the Holy Son hopes to gather the strength of everyone to jointly build a home and make a fortune. But now, His Majesty wants to focus more on the management of the kingdom, and it is difficult to take into account the operation of the mutual aid society.
"
This explanation is reasonable. After all, Todd's identity has changed greatly now. It is really inappropriate for him to work hard for the mutual aid club.
Someone asked again: "So what I just said can be said to be yes, but it is also no. What does it mean?"
Friar Joe picked up a book, with a line clearly written in Common Language on the cover - Muxi Royal Bank Charter.
"Muxi Royal Bank?" Some sharp-eyed people in the crowd asked.
Friar Qiao nodded and said: "Although His Majesty ordered the dissolution of Muxi Mutual Aid Society, he plans to establish a Muxi Royal Bank in Muxi City."
"I've heard of this thing called a bank. It seems that there is a similar institution in the Southern Empire."
Friar Qiao explained: "Yes, the Royal Bank will hire professional scholars and monks to manage wealth and conduct credit. You can deposit coins in the bank, which is not only allowed to be withdrawn at any time, but also will pay the total deposit amount of 100 yuan every month.
One-cent interest."
Someone questioned: "Is the interest rate of 1% per month and 12% per year too low?"
Brother Qiao said with a smile: "Banks and mutual aid societies are different. From the perspective of the use of funds, the former is only responsible for hosting deposits, while the latter will use the money to invest in shops and industries; from the perspective of management methods, the bank's money can be
You can withdraw it at any time, but the money in a mutual aid society cannot be obtained until the assets are realized; from a risk perspective, the money deposited in the bank will not be lost, but the investment in the mutual aid society may be lost until all is lost."
"Of course, you can also choose to manage your money yourself. After all, His Majesty's original intention is to hope that you will choose suitable areas for investment and contribute to the construction of Muxi City."
Next, Friar Joe stayed on the stage and was responsible for answering questions from the relic holders present.
Lawrence, who was in the audience, put on the hood of his robe again and said to Sabrina beside him: "Let's go, there's nothing else to do if we stay."
"Let's go?" The girl jumped down from the chair, looked towards the second floor and said, "I thought you had a date tonight."
Lawrence followed her gaze and shook his head with a smile: "No, today is not the right day. I need a quieter environment to have this conversation."
Sabrina lowered her head, looked at the red ink marks on her left thumb, and shook the small bag with six silver moons on her waist: "It's up to you."
The leader of the Golden Skylark looked at the king's guard of honor and was about to return. He found the head of the guard, Alfonso De Cabo, and said softly: "My lord, I wonder if your majesty is satisfied with tonight's performance?"
Alfonso looked at the uneasy expression of the group leader and paused for a moment without speaking.
Just when the leader's nervous heart was about to stop beating.
Alfonso coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty, I think it's not bad."
not bad?
His Majesty said it was not bad!
The leader let out a long sigh of relief, smiled and said repeatedly: "That's good, that's good!"
Alfonso turned around and left. No one saw the embarrassed face under his helmet. He could only hear him whisper to himself: "Besides saying this, what else can I do? Your Majesty fell asleep halfway through seeing it..."
Mary stood at the door of the theater, saying goodbye to several familiar women, watching the crowd gradually dispersing at the door, and fell into deep thought.
The maid Cathy noticed something strange about her and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
With Mary's super memory power activated, the scenes of the party flashed rapidly in her mind like a slideshow.