Saturday, June 17, Saratov.
"Huisen! Huisen!"
When Wyson returned home with his tired body and a few shriveled potatoes in his arms, his wife Veronica quickly ran out of the kitchen and took out a brand new 5-ruble coupon with a joyful face, "Huaisen Sen, look! We have money!"
"Where did the money come from?" Wyson took off his sweat-wet linen clothes and picked up a towel to wipe his body: "Did Father Goncharov send it?"
"No! It's a subsidy given to us by the kingdom! 3 rubles for children and 5 rubles for adults. Every citizen can receive the money!"
Huisen looked suspicious, not because he doubted his wife, but because the kingdom had given subsidies to civilians. It had never happened before and it felt very unreal.
But the 5 ruble denomination in the wife's hand, still exuding the fragrance of ink, is a real thing.
"The king still cares about us!" Veronica said excitedly: "I heard that distributing subsidies is a suggestion from the Wisdom God! The king adopted Archbishop Henry's suggestion and decided to give each citizen 5 rubles... Really OK, we can finally buy food!”
Ever since he received the potatoes from Scott King, Wyson accepted the kindness of the Church of Truth. He even secretly joined the Church of Truth behind his wife’s back. He believed in Scott King, Father Goncharov, and Scott King, Father Goncharov Believe in Maev Enders.
Now that the kingdom suddenly issued subsidies to all citizens, Wyson was a little worried, thinking that this was a sugar-coated bullet by the enemy to paralyze the people.
The secret police arrested the rioters, and the kingdom distributed subsidies to the people. Isn't this a typical example of giving a stick to a sweet date?
Although Wyson is illiterate, he is not stupid and knows that there is no such thing as pie in the sky.
"There should be food at home. Veronica, you cook first. I have to go out."
Putting on a nylon bonnet and a clean shirt, Wyson opened the door to his home.
"Where are you going?" Veronica asked: "Are you going to collect money? They are off work now. Let's go tomorrow!"
"No, I'm not going to get money, I..." Huisen made an excuse: "I went to Uncle Lisong's house. I heard that he was sick recently and I had to go and visit."
"Oh... well then, come back quickly, dinner will be ready soon."
"Um."
After leaving home, Wyson looked around to make sure there were no secret police or police spies around, then hid in the shadow of dusk, quickly came to the next street, and knocked on the door of resident No. 56.
Soon, a middle-aged man with a beard and a wine nose appeared in front of Huisen holding a wine bottle. Huisen ignored the pleasantries and said hurriedly: "Uncle Lisong, I borrowed it."
"come in."
The middle-aged man stepped aside and let Huisen enter the home. Then he looked at the street and quickly closed the door.
"Recently, the secret police have become more and more strict in their investigations. All residents who have anything to do with the Church of Truth will be taken away for interrogation... The world is really in chaos..."
Whispering, Wyson pushed open the cabinet standing in the corner. There was a large, dark hole behind the cabinet. The wall was opened and connected to the next door.
"Go back quickly, don't get discovered." The middle-aged man said after taking a sip of wine.
Wyson knocked on the closet of the neighbor next door. Not long after, a woman pushed the cabinet open. Wyson followed the hole into her home and ran to the other side. After traveling several times, he finally came to Father Goncharov. Rental house.
"Father!"
"It's Huisen..."
Goncharov, who was sitting at the tea table and reading the "Book of Truth," raised his head and looked at the arriving Wyson with a smile: "What can I do?"
"Do you know that the kingdom has started distributing subsidies?" Huaison spoke quickly and urgently: "5 rubles per person! What does the Wisdom God Sect want to do?"
"Father Mavey has already given us instructions on this matter."
Goncharov closed the "Book of Truth", pressed his chest with his palms, and nodded respectfully to the statue placed above the fireplace: "He means that you can receive this money with confidence. After all, it is given for free. Don't take it for free." .”
"Is this really good?" Wyson asked, "The Wisdom Cult must want to do something with this money!"
"They just want to calm the people's anger." Goncharov poured him a cup of black tea: "Everything is expected. With the financial resources of the Romanov Kingdom, the subsidies will not be distributed for long and will end soon. .”
"If only our anger were so easily appeased..."
Huaison curled his lips, not having much favorable impressions of the Wisdom Cult. After all, the Wisdom Cult was on the side of the king. Strictly speaking, they were also accomplices of the noble faction, at least in Huaison's eyes.
"After you go back, remember to use the money to buy some food and stock up." Goncharov reminded.
"Why?"
"Because...that's what Father Mavey said. I'm not particularly clear on the specific reason." Goncharov shrugged: "He asked all the priests to tell the believers that after receiving the subsidy, they should immediately buy the lowest price. , Staple foods that can be stored for a long time, such as potatoes and corn.”
"I know. After I go back, I will ask Veronica to use all the money to buy food."
"Very good, we have to trust Father Mavey's judgment, he will not make mistakes."
"Praise the goddess."
After drinking the black tea, Wyson saluted the statue and returned home. He found Veronica who had just made dinner, got a 5-ruble ticket, and hurried out to the market to buy potatoes.
It wasn't until the sun completely sank into the horizon and night was approaching that he returned home carrying a large bag of potatoes.
"Huisen! Why did you buy so many potatoes!"
Seeing that her husband spent all the money to buy potatoes, Veronica was a little angry: "You didn't even discuss it with me! There is almost no seasoning at home! You should buy some salt and sugar!"
Wyson lowered his head and listened obediently to his wife's scolding, never mentioning anything about the Church of Truth. Just like Goncharov chose to believe in Mavey, he also chose to believe in Mavey.
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June 25, Mosk, St. Basil's Cathedral.
"Something happened! Something happened!"
The shouts broke the quiet summer morning. Dino held a newspaper in his hand and rushed into the church where the bells were ringing. He jogged all the way to the bathroom and banged on the door: "Father! Something big happened!"
"etc!"
Mawei put on his pants, washed his hands, walked out of the bathroom, looked at Dino, who was pacing in the same place, and asked anxiously and sweating profusely: "What happened?"
"The latest news! The subsidies issued by the kingdom are not money donated by the nobles, but... new banknotes printed by the central bank!
! "
Dino almost shouted: "Father, do you know what this means?"
"I know." Ma Wei nodded slowly: "Inflation is a very simple and basic economic principle."
"You know...you actually know..."
Dino suddenly lost his temper, and after a long time he said quietly: "Father, are you just pretending?"
"What are you pretending to be?"
"Pretend you don't understand economics."
"I really don't understand economics... I know more economic knowledge than ordinary people, but there is still a big gap between me and a big businessman like you." Ma Wei said calmly.
"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Dino reacted and became anxious again: "Inflation! Father! The Central Bank of the Romanov Kingdom printed 800 million rubles in cash at once and put them all into the market. This... This...prices will soar!"
"At first, I thought Archbishop Henry would let the aristocrats spend money to subsidize the Romanov Kingdom's deficit, but just in case, he let the believers use the money to buy food. I hope I am wrong, but unfortunately ....”
Ma Wei sighed, not knowing whether he should be happy for Archbishop Henry's stupidity or sad for the people's upcoming plight:
"It seems that the turmoil will come sooner than I thought, Archbishop Henry... What a pity, one wrong step will lead to a wrong step at every step."
