Chapter 63: The Essence of the Temple
"I'll let you watch the stall...... As a result, you gave me a whole street of stalls! ”
Wright watched the stream of tourists on the street in front of the temple chamber, with one stall after another, and for a moment did not know what to say.
"Why are you leaving here to generate income for me!?"
Grandet was now very excited: "Boss, you don't know. The income of these small stalls is almost equal to that of the commercial street!
We have to do this for three months, and we don't have to collect the debts for these three years, and we will earn them back directly.
And these stalls are easy to make and negligibly low! And push and go! It doesn't take up space either!
Boss, don't you know, with the increasing number of tourists in the holy city and the increasing intensity of pilgrimages, the commercial street is obviously insufficient!
We applied many times, but we didn't get a new plot of land or a new building permit.
The reason why the merchants of the high street recognize so many donations to the Temple Council every year is that they hope that the Council will activate their privileges and make the process clear for us.
As a result, these people took the money and didn't do anything, a bunch of kings and calves!
Ah! I'm inspired again! I've got to write the script tonight! Criticize them tomorrow! ”
Wright rubbed his temples, he also knew something about the privileges of the Templar Council that Grandet had mentioned.
At the beginning of the founding of the Church of the Light, the Temple Council was formed in order to express the vision of friendship with all sectors of society and the creation of a theocratic paradise.
In a way, the original temple did possess enough popular prestige to restrain the Holy See.
But as time passed, the temple councillors lost their former impartiality. The church no longer needs to do this kind of face-saving work.
This kind of restraint relationship has long existed in name only.
The current temple is more like a vase ornament in a symbolic sense.
But perhaps ordinary believers still have some unrealistic hopes for it.
"The owner...... These stalls can feed a lot of families! I can create a lot of job opportunities and be able to ......"
Wright interrupted Grandet, "I know what you're talking about, but have you ever wondered what the Holy Labor Town would be if it continued to expand?"
It is now a chaotic place where no one cares, and sin breeds and hides filth.
What do you think the Church would do if it really harmed the Holy City one day?
I also want everyone to have a good life, but that's not how it works. ”
Grandet nodded weakly and sighed helplessly.
Seeing him like this, Wright patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you do it...... Development is a good thing, but development must also be constrained and planned.
Have you ever seen a tree planted? Before the tree grows into a mature tree, it needs to be cut off so that it can grow all the way up and become a pillar.
Such...... I voted for this project!
You find someone to measure how many stalls can fit in the square, and then issue a permit to make the corresponding number and register the holders.
Every three months or half a year, high-quality booths are rewarded, and inferior booths are banned and replaced by others.
New businesses can develop, but management also has to keep up.
The same is true for the town of Saint Worker...... As the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the stage is bigger than you think! ”
Grande's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Boss! Or say you're the boss! Even the ideas are set!
Yes yes yes you are right, management must be in place!
You can rest assured that we will promote the implementation of this project as soon as possible!
In the name of the Chamber of Commerce, I will take the lead in setting up an autonomous committee!
Self-management, self-restraint, self-purification!
Don't burden or trouble the Holy City! ”
Wright nodded approvingly: "Alas! That's right! Who doesn't love such a holy work town?
Don't look at the Holy City's love to ignore the Holy Labor Town now!
Maybe in the future, the Holy City will beg for the Holy Labor Town to turn positive! ”
Grandet's eyes widened! clenched his fists excitedly, and his excitement was visibly high to the naked eye.
Although he had settled in the Holy Capital, he lived a life of wealth and status.
But he has always had a different kind of affection for his birthplace, Shenggong Town.
can make the hometown soar, and let the former fellow villagers be looked down upon and respected.
And who loves their hometown would refuse?
"Boss! I will make this my goal and strive for it for the rest of my life! ”
Wright patted him on the shoulder approvingly: "You go and get busy, I'...... Go inside the temple and have a look. ”
"Huh? You're going in? ”
"What, you're afraid that those councillors will not be good for me?"
"That'...... That's not ......."
Grande scratched his head in embarrassment: "That's it, today's performance is better." Everyone was excited, and smashed a lot of rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs over there......
On the other side of the gate, you can't enter anymore. ”
Wright frowned: "Huh? We didn't have this project arranged! And, where do you get the eggs and leaves? ”
“…… There are a few small stalls that are dedicated to supplying them. Buy a basket of rotten eggs and give half a basket of rotten leaves. ”
"You'll earn this money!"
Wright involuntarily covered his face: "Then are you going to make a few carts of flowers and fruit baskets and various gifts tomorrow!" For the audience to reward the outstanding performers after buying?
Are you going to make another stage, and the two sides will play in the ring together to see who has more rewards? ”
"What a plan!"
Grandet suddenly took out a notebook and began to record in an uproar: "The boss is the boss, and casually saying it is a clever way to make money!" I've got to write it down! ”
Wright gave him a kick: "You talk first, the door thing!" ”
"Oooo Boss, you can't go through the door, if you want to go in, I'll take you through the small door. ”
"Chamber of Representatives, with a small door?"
"Of course there is! When we give gifts, we can't enter from the main gate in a bright way! ”
Lightmore rubbed his chin: "Oops, this is the first time I've heard of it. ”
There is a deviation from the door, and Wright doesn't care too much. He made such a show in front of the House of Representatives, mainly to make the reputation of the parliamentarians and make them lose their appeal among the people.
As for whether they slipped away quietly through the small door, it didn't matter, the monk couldn't run away from the temple.
After all, he scolded the people, not them.
He was just surprised that such a weak organization as the Temple had its own little secrets that no one else knew.
"Boss, go this way, I'll take you!"
Grandet babbled as Wright showed the way.
"Boss, this temple, you don't have to take it too seriously!
I've dealt with them a lot in the past two years, do you know what's the funniest thing?
Their inheritance has been so badly lost that they don't recognize a lot of their own things!
Last year, I went to give them a gift and happened to see a very beautiful vase in the reception room!
I just said a couple of compliments, and then the permanent director of the temple insisted on giving it to me.
I thought it was just a vase, so I took it home.
Later, a friend who played antique appreciation was a guest at my house, and I could see at a glance that my vase was an antique from hundreds of years ago!
It was the work of a particularly good artist of the time!
The artist was one of the leading artists of his time, and was invited to become a member of the Templar Council at the time, and he also served as the president of both worlds!
This vase alone was worth more than any gift I gave to the temple that year!
Boss, let me tell you, this incident is not an isolated case, and there are many of them.
You say these guys!
The Templar Council has a lot of money, but in the hands of these people now, it is really a pearl and a waste.
Alas, boss, why is your face a little bad? ”