At the end of February in the Season of Fire, the people of Randall’s territory ushered in the annual three-day carnival. The fierce sunshine could not dampen the enthusiasm in people’s hearts. Tens of thousands of people poured into Pinghu Town, filling the town’s streets.

On the streets and alleys, a joyful atmosphere fills this young town.

In fact, this year's Randall Carnival is only the second one, and Peace Lake Town is the same year. Many people are speculating on the Randall family's real purpose of spending real money and money to let the lower class carnival. Some even think that Randall

The Carnival is just a whim of Viscount Randall, and it cannot exist forever. But the people of Randall will proudly tell them that the Carnival will continue to be held, because the noble Viscount Randall said it himself:

The people water this town with their sweat, and it will definitely bring happiness and joy to the people.

I have sweated for this town, I watched it grow up day by day, it makes me happy, this is my town, my home... The lively atmosphere of the carnival ignited the sense of belonging and love hidden deep in their hearts.

Sense of achievement.

This feeling cannot be understood by outsiders, and the people led by Randall cannot explain it clearly. But they are indeed happy.

During the carnival, the merchants led by Randall prepared enough goods in advance, and the prices were only half of the usual prices. The hotels and wine houses prepared rich and cheap food and wine, and the Government Affairs Department invited more than 20 song and dance troupes and circuses to Pinghu Town for performances.

Public tour. Women go shopping in the market; men hang out in taverns and hotels, drinking wine and talking; children watch rare vaudeville and animal taming performances for free, standing on their toes or riding on the necks of adults.

, screaming and laughing, even clapping my little hands until they turn red, and I don’t feel any pain.

However, the most talked about topic this year is not how cheap the goods and drinks are, how wonderful the troupe's performance is, nor the damn fish-man war, but the mutual aid association, mutual aid coupons, and those three guys who are so lucky.

"Have you heard? Three big prizes were won today. The guy named Mike bought two mutual aid coupons with the same number, and each person took away 4,000 copper soles!"

"4000 copper soles? Real or fake?"

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

"I know that guy Mike. We were in the same batch and received the award from Randall. I was assigned to George Village, and he went to the south to build the fortress... When he was receiving the award, I called him from under the stage, but he didn't hear...

…There were too many people at the scene, and it was noisier than the goose shed.”

"Haha, he heard it and pretended not to hear it. He must be afraid that you would ask him to borrow money..."

"I already have a wife, so why would I ask him to borrow money? If he can win the jackpot, so can I... There are too many people buying mutual aid coupons today. I will go back to George Village to buy them tomorrow. I have already thought of the numbers."

"Then this time, did you win?"

"I won the smallest 3 consecutive numbers and exchanged them for 6 copper soles... I should have bought a few more copies. It's all because my wife is too stingy and only allowed me to buy one."

When Sykes walked into the tavern, he heard a deafening noise, but the content discussed by the drinkers was all related to "mutual aid coupons" and "winning the lottery".

The business of this tavern is booming. The small space is divided into two floors, with more than twenty tables crammed into it. Each table is full of people, and there is a circle of customers standing around who can't find a seat.

Perhaps it was because Sykes's attire was different. He wore a long-sleeved fine linen shirt, while the drinkers inside were all dressed in sleeveless vests, revealing their hairy strong arms. Among this group of vulgar strong men

, Sykes looked decent and unusual, and immediately attracted the attention of the tavern owner.

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

Sykes squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of the bar. Before he opened his mouth, the tavern owner poured him a small glass of purple wine.

"This cup is given for free."

The sweet and sour taste immediately conquered Sykes's taste buds. He put down the glass and said politely: "Thank you, can you give me another glass? I'll pay."

"A large cup is 3 copper soles, a medium cup is 1 copper sol and 5 pence, and a small cup like this is 7 pence... I also have two years of purple cane wine here, and the price has doubled. Which one do the guests want?" The tavern owner

asked diligently.

Sykes hesitated for a moment and smiled shyly: "I can't drink much...Give me a small glass of two-year-old purple cane wine."

"If you can't drink, why would you come to a pub?"

Next to him was a strong, ugly man, looking at Sykes with a vulture's eyes. The more he looked at this pretty boy, the more disgusted he became.

"You are an actor in a musical troupe. Were you kicked out by the girls in the troupe?" The tavern owner smiled and handed the small cup of purple cane wine to Sykes and took two copper soles from his hand.

Sykes lowered his head and took a sip of purple cane wine to hide his embarrassment. But the ugly and strong man asked the tavern owner: "How do you know that this pretty boy was kicked out by the girl in the theater troupe?"

"You ignorant country bumpkin. The pretty girls in the troupe have to do business at night, so it's not convenient for outsiders to be present." The tavern owner looked at the ugly strong man with disdain.

"Doing business at night? It's not convenient for outsiders to be present..."

The ugly burly man suddenly understood. He put his arms around Sykes's neck and asked with a provocative smile: "Which troupe are you from? How many girls are there in your troupe? You give me a price... I will also go to your troupe to sleep with a girl."

"It's a solo performance." Sykes defended in a low voice, looking at the tavern owner with pleading eyes.

"Get your dirty hands off my guest."

The tavern owner pulled off the gray towel tied around his neck again and counted out 7 copper pennies for Sussex. The ugly strong man showed fear, let go of Sussex, and shouted: "I am your guest too.

…”

"You stingy man, before copper pennies came into circulation, I never saw you taking care of the business of that tavern. Now every time I come here for a drink, I only order a small cup of purple cane wine for 4 pence, and I can't bear to spend an extra copper penny."

The tavern owner cursed.

The ugly burly man's face became even more ugly. The drinkers in front of the bar laughed, and some of them laughed unnaturally. The owner of the bar realized that his words had offended a group of people, and he compensated kindly: "You

Do you know how much it costs for a troupe girl to sleep for a 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 as soon as possible. "

The drinkers nodded one after another, and someone said with a sad face: "Now the price of buying a woman has gone up again... Yehliu City quoted 15 gold soles. I don't eat or drink now, and I have to save twelve years of wages."

.”

"You are so beautiful... people with wives and children are not going to lead us Randall? The money to buy women from Yehliu City will only become more and more expensive!"

The ugly strong man slammed the empty wine glass on the table and shouted loudly: "I have figured it out now. It is time to eat and drink. I buy every mutual aid coupon. If I win a few jackpots, I will call the deacon."

Help me find a wife in Randall Territory. If I don't win, just help others get a wife first... If it doesn't work, I'll sign up to join the swamp scout. After three years of work, I'll have everything... Anyway, there is a mutual aid association, even if

No matter how useless I am, someone will take care of me."

"Help each other, help each other."

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

The tavern owner quickly put away the copper pennies and raised the big flagon to fill the ugly strong man's small cup. Although the business was small, it could not handle the large volume. The tavern had never had so many customers before.

The others followed suit, and all of them "boldly" took out their copper pennies, and the tavern owner suddenly beamed.

Sykes put 6 copper pennies in his hand and looked at them carefully, raised his head and asked: "Boss, this is the first time I have seen copper pennies... How can this kind of money be exchanged? Can it be used elsewhere?"

"Ten copper pennies can be exchanged for one copper sole. Any shop you can find in Pinghu Town or Yehliu City will exchange it for you."

Sykes nodded and asked weakly: "Why does it cost me 7 copper pennies to drink a small cup of purple cane wine, but they only need 4?"

People around laughed, and the ugly man patted the young man in the troupe on the shoulder and said proudly: "Because you are a foreigner and not from our Randall family, we will not give you a discount at the carnival."

"For our noble master, for our Randall family, and for our Pinghu Town, we are partying here!" The ugly strong man raised his wine glass and shouted loudly. The guests in the tavern responded one after another, and the atmosphere in the tavern was instantly changed.

It reached a climax.

After the tavern owner and the waiter finished refilling the drinks for the guests at each table and returned to the bar, Sykes lost no time in asking: "Boss, what are the mutual aid associations and mutual aid coupons about? Can you introduce them to me, a foreigner?"

The tavern owner said happily: "Help each other, help each other! We buy mutual aid coupons from the mutual aid association, and the mutual aid association uses the money to help the old, weak, sick and disabled..."

"Mutual aid coupons can win the jackpot, which is the Supreme Lord's reward for our self-salvation!"

"Mutual aid coupons also have small prizes and medium prizes, which are also gifts from the Supreme Lord!"

"One number in the mutual aid coupon is 3 copper soles, and the minimum grand prize is 2,000 copper soles, with no upper limit..."

Everyone rushed to introduce it, and Sykes gradually understood it. He pointed at his nose and asked: "Can a foreigner like me buy mutual aid coupons?"

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

"You can buy it! You can definitely buy it!" A drinker said loudly: "The Supreme Bishop taught us that every believer should redeem himself... As long as he is a believer in the Lord, he can buy mutual aid coupons!"

"Yes! I can definitely buy it. Praise the Supreme Lord."

"Praise the Supreme Lord." Sykes drew the Holy Emblem in vain, raised his head and asked: "If I win the prize, how should I redeem it?"

"Well..." the tavern owner touched the back of his head and said thoughtfully: "The mutual aid coupons are awarded once a week. If you stay here until the weekend, you can naturally redeem the prizes."

As for whether the song and dance troupe could stay in Pinghu Town for a week, he did not consider it.

The young actor smiled and said, "Then I will buy a mutual aid coupon tomorrow and try my luck."

The next day, Sykes squeezed through the long queue next to the church in the West District of Pinghu Town and bought a mutual aid coupon. He held the black piece of paper, smiled at the corners of his lips, and whispered to himself with warm eyes:

"The magical Pinghu Town, the magical Lord Randall, the magical mutual aid coupons..."

Three days later, all the song and dance troupes and circuses that participated in the Pinghu Town Carnival left Randall Territory. They spread the magic of Randall Territory to all kingdoms.

Four months later, the mutual aid coupons purchased by Sykes appeared on the desk of the Regent of Cambis.

Williams August put down the report documents compiled by the Night Owl agents, picked up the black piece of paper, and glanced at Princess Roland, Marquis Gron, Queen Mother Catherine, and finally landed on the new palace minister, Marquis Ludwig.

On the body, he said with a smile: "Just five days ago, a lucky man from Yeliu City won 21 mutual aid coupons in a row and won the prize of 60,000 copper soles. Pinghu Town paid it all... The next day, Yeliu City purchased the mutual aid coupons.

The number of people receiving the coupons exceeded 2,000, and on the third day, it exceeded 4,000. On the fourth day, the gangsters in Vistock found Lame John in Yehliu City and wanted to participate in the mutual aid coupons received by Randall through his channels... By the way

In a word, Lame John is Viscount Randall's agent in Yehliu City... Just yesterday, Goldwater City invited Bishop Perot to discuss the mutual aid association and mutual aid vouchers."

"Viscount Randall used a small piece of paper to leverage unimaginable wealth and power. The scope of the impact was so wide and the speed was breathtaking." Williams leaned back in his chair and shook his head with a sigh, then raised his head,

He opened his mouth, revealing his neat white teeth, and said with a bright smile:
Chapter completed!