Father Mavie

Chapter 356 Temporary Monk (Please Subscribe!!!)
May 5, Saratov, 31 am.

Countless free serfs gathered near the factory. They squatted on the side of the road, staring at the passing carriages. Whenever a carriage stopped and a well-dressed man got out of the carriage and glanced at them, they would rush forward and fight Grab a job opportunity.

Perhaps there are too many people who need to work, and the salary in Saratov has been reduced from the normal 40 kopecks/day to 10 kopecks/day.

Converted into the currency of the Kingdom of Windsor, there is only a pitiful 1 pence and 1 French per day, and I can’t even afford a decent piece of bread. If I want to fill my stomach, I can only buy potatoes from roadside vendors. Those potatoes are as small as thumbs. The same size, a poor quality that no one wants, half a pound for ten kopecks.

How can half a pound of potatoes be enough for a family?

If there are more children in the family.
Goncharov, who is in charge of the Saratov region, held the "Book of Truth" and looked at the desperate and helpless people with worries on his brows.

The social relations of production are chaotic. If people want to get a job, they must look at the face of the boss, and must also put on a flattering expression, keep lowering their posture, and work hard.
In addition to the men who go out to work, some women, in order to keep their children from starving to death, have to change into thin clothes and sell their bodies in exchange for full food.

Is this the truth?
Goncharov didn't think so, and he was furious.

The newspaper issued in Petersburg has been sent to Saratov. Just last night, after reading the newspaper, Goncharov, who learned that the king was about to set up a secret police organization, no longer rented the church, but rented a room in a slum area. Little House, where it is intended to begin underground missionary work.

The development of the matter, as Ma Wei expected, the Wisdom God Sect really made a move, and wanted to use the power of the Kingdom to suppress the Church of Truth
"Father, Father"

Swan-cheeked Scott King, in straw sandals and a burlap shirt, came running from a distance, and it took him a lot of effort to find Goncharov. The original church was closed.

"Why did you come here?" Scott King wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I heard that there are rumors about the secret police on the street, do you know?"

"I know," said Goncharov.

"Then why are you still standing here in a daze?" Scott King said eagerly: "The secret police will definitely arrest you! You should hide! Why don't you hide in my house?"

"Are you running away?"

It’s not that Goncharov didn’t think about shrinking back. He was also afraid of the secret police and the cruel torture of the Romanov Kingdom, but when he saw the desperate, dark and thin people on the street, the fear in his heart suddenly turned into anger.

He wanted to run away, to be a coward, but he couldn't move his feet.

"We should trust Father Mawei, he will lead us to victory." Goncharov looked into Scott King's eyes and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"I"

Scott King shrank his neck: "Of course I'm afraid. Both the noble lord and the secret police have guns in their hands."

"Then you want to run away?" Goncharov said, "I can cross your name off the list of believers."

"No! No!" Scott King shook his head vigorously: "I believe in the truth! I believe in Father Mawei! I believe in the goddess!"

"Your loyalty will definitely be rewarded."

Goncharov led him to the slums: "Father Mawei often said that if there is land, there will be bread. We have to believe him."

Scott King followed behind Goncharov step by step, and asked curiously: "What kind of person is Father Mawei? I have never seen him before. Father, you seem to be very respectful to him."

"Father Mawei is my enlightener and my teacher. He taught me how to practice the truth with practical actions."

While walking, Goncharov smiled: "He is actually a very gentle person, never violent, nor has the arrogance of aristocrats, you know? He is not actually a Slav, he is from the Kingdom of Windsor. "

"The Kingdom of Windsor? Didn't they invade us?"

"That's right, Father Marvey was originally a lieutenant in the Royal Navy of the Kingdom of Windsor, but because he couldn't understand what the Kingdom of Windsor did, he chose to retire and establish a church to spread the truth, otherwise he should be a colonel of the Royal Navy by now. "

Scott King had no idea about military ranks, but he could tell that Father Marvie was a big shot, one of the few big shots willing to help them.

"Why is Father Marvey a priest?" Scott King asked, "Since he founded the Church of Truth, why isn't he the Pope?"

"I'm not very clear about this matter. Maybe it's because the time is not yet ripe. The Church of Truth is still in the process of development, and there is a big gap with those big churches." Goncharov thought for a while: "But in our In my heart, he is already the pope, and his actual status is often more important than an illusory title."

"That's right, nobles can be divided into down-and-out nobles and emerging nobles!" Scott King was a little happy, and the topic finally came to a field he knew.

Chatting with each other, Goncharov and Scott King finally came to the hut they had just rented. The streets here were filthy and smelled bad, but Goncharov didn't care. Kotkin doesn't care either, the pigsty smells much worse than here!

He took out the key, opened the door, Goncharov walked into the house, let Scott King sit down, cleared a round table, then opened the suitcase, took out a wooden statue and placed it on the fireplace, and started decorate the room.

The target of the church is too big, and it is the key search target of the secret police. It is stupid to preach there, so Goncharov plans to follow the emergency plan provided by Mawei to sneak into the local slums and use the cover of believers to continue. Promote activities and organize believers.

After the room was furnished, Goncharov sat on the sofa and took out a thick list of believers, which recorded the names and addresses of the believers he recruited after he came to Saratov.

"Scottkin, I can't do it alone. If you want, I want to hire you as a temporary monk of the Church of Truth. Father Mawei has given me the right to recruit independently." Goncharov said: "In terms of salary , 1 ruble a day, what do you think?"

"1 ruble?!" Scott King opened his mouth wide: "Is it too much? The daily salary of outside workers is only 10 kopecks. I don't know anything except farming. I am very happy to have 40 kopecks."

"I must correct your dangerous thinking."

Goncharov said solemnly: "The Church of Truth pursues the concept of earning what you earn. This earning means that after you work, you should get paid corresponding to what you actually paid. Those workers outside work for the boss every day. It’s not fair to generate a few rubles and end up with a measly 10 kopeks, and you shouldn’t accept that idea.”

Scott King was extremely moved. This was the first time he heard the theory that bosses should pay workers more.

How could he not support it?
"What's more, the work you are doing is very risky. If the church doesn't have much money at the moment, I will definitely give you a higher reward." Goncharov sighed: "Now is an extraordinary time, I hope You can understand the difficulty of the Church of Truth."

"Enough! Enough!" Scott King waved his hands again and again: "I also came back from Tyumen City. The Church of Truth gives us broth and bread every day without charging any fees. It's not easy!"

After finishing speaking, Scott King was a little puzzled: "Since the church is so short of money, why not collect membership fees from believers? Just like the Wisdom God Church, believers have to donate tens of kopecks every week."

"Voluntary talents are called donations. Mandatory fees are not donations, but robbery." Goncharov said in a deep voice: "The Church of Truth will not ask believers to pay any fees. All the activities we engage in are free of charge, now and in the future .”

"Then how does the Church of Truth survive?" Scott King was even more puzzled.

"Believers can donate some funds to the church if they are completely voluntary. Mr. Dino will also run some businesses to subsidize the church. At the same time, Her Highness Katerina allows individuals and companies to donate funds to the church to be used to exempt part of the tax. About 15%, the specific policy is still under further planning.”

Goncharov nodded and said: "Father Mawei doesn't want the church to become an extremely rich and huge monster. If the people need us, then the Church of Truth will never collapse. If one day the people no longer need us, then the Church of Truth will never collapse." will leave silently."

Scott King looked at Goncharov in shock. Before today, he did not believe that any church was willing to pay such great benefits to the people.

"Let's talk business."

Goncharov opened the list of believers: "I need you, Mr. Scott King, as an intermediary, to secretly contact the believers on the list and inform them of the current location of the Church of Truth. At the same time, you need to convey any news, you To be a vital link on this line, to connect the Church with the faithful. I must warn you that this is dangerous, especially now with the arrival of the secret police."

"I'm not afraid!" Scott King exclaimed, "I've got nothing to lose!"

"Very well, then I will list your name as a temporary monk."

Watching Goncharov write his name on the back of the roster, Scott King asked: "When will I start working?"

"Now."

"Where to go?"

"Go to the rioters and make them new believers!"

(End of this chapter)