Seeing the seven young nobles, laughing, and ecstatic, the other nobles were so angry that they rushed over and beat them up.

Of course, they also knew that they were no longer the opponent of these seven people. The other party had awakened their profession. No matter how strong or weak they were, they were not something that they were able to deal with.

Finally, a nobleman couldn't help but stand up and asked, "Old Master Beta, do you still accept our donations now?"

Beta was waiting for this moment. He shook his head and said, "I won't accept it for the time being. When the goddess leaves divine thoughts on the statue, there will always be divine power overflow. After the goddess's consent, our temple can use these divine powers to sacrifice gold coins several times, but next, the divine power projected by the goddess's divine thoughts will become less, and the gold coins sacrifice can only be activated once a month."

Hearing this, almost all the nobles jumped up and shouted in a verbal voice.

"Please accept my donation, I will give you fifty gold coins."

"Only take out fifty gold coins? Go away, Lord Beta, I will give out one hundred gold coins."

"I'll pay two hundred."

"Don't argue, I'll give you four hundred yuan, who dares to argue with me again?"

Seeing that they were almost fighting, Beta pressed his hands down, and an invisible pressure made everyone shut up. Then he slowly said: "Don't worry, there is still a place tomorrow. For fairness, we will adopt a fair auction method."

Next, Beta explained the auction method he expected. All the nobles were not stupid. They quickly understood the benefits of doing this, avoid maliciously raising prices, and be able to get a place at a relatively reasonable price. Next, it depends on who has better luck.

Luck is fair to anyone, but there is no saying in this world that Europeans and Africans.

The temple opening day was held perfectly. Many onlookers quickly became shallow believers. Although the group of shallow believers is quite casual and can even be described as the word "going with the flow", it is undeniable that they are generally large in number. Although each person produces very little faith power, they cannot withstand the number of people. The power of faith power they produce is not much worse than that of the mad believers.

In any case, the Temple of Wealth has gained a foothold in this place. Next, it is to create a faith link that cannot be captured by ordinary means.

After the others left, both the Caliph and Pitt stayed.

Beta took out the gold coins donated by the nobles some time ago, a total of 500.

These gold coins are enough to establish a medium-sized aristocratic family. A lot of Jin Wangwang is spread on the ground, and his eyes are blurred when he looks at people.

It turned out that Pitt liked gold coins very much, but now he has become a professional and has a much higher vision. Although he still loves money, he can use his willpower to resist the temptation brought by money.

"The money will be divided into two coins later. You can take half of the Caliph, and you can take the other half of the Caliphate."

The two looked at Beta in surprise.

"Don't look at me like this. This money is not for you." Beta smiled and waved his hand: "Peter, take this money to recruit workers. Those orphans and widows have real difficulties at home. The wages should be higher than those on the market. Let them help build roads. Our goal is to pave all the avenues in the city with stone slabs within half a year."

Both of them realized that Beta used road construction to do good deeds.

Pete thought about it and said, "If you divide the money, you should have more than 200 gold coins. Although it is too much, you have to repair the roads of the entire city, and they are all covered with stone slabs. This is not enough."

Beta said: "Don't worry, there will be additional additional payments every month. Don't forget that there will be a quota auction every month, and nobles and wealthy businessmen will always be our cash machine."

The two of them didn't know what the ATM meant, but it did not prevent them from understanding the meaning of the more sentences.

Pete felt his scalp tingling, and using the aristocratic money to do good deeds is really amazing.

"Calif., with the money, you go to help the poor who don't have a house or can only live in dilapidated houses." Beta said slowly: "You are now a pastor, the elite level. You can see at a glance whether ordinary people are lying. You can see who should help and who shouldn't help others."

The Caliph squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then asked back, "Is this the way we preach to the Temple of Wealth?"

Beta nodded: "Well, it was said in the doctrine. No matter how much or beautiful you say, it is all false. It is the truth to do things down-to-earth. We don't have to preach to people with our mouths, we just need to tell them with our actions that the goddess loves the world, which is enough."

The Caliph laughed: "I understand that joining the God of Wealth is the most correct decision in my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole aura suddenly increased, and then fell back. He didn't care. He took off his coat, grabbed a few handfuls of gold coins with his hand and threw them in, wrapped them, then carried them on his shoulder and left the temple openly.

Pete took a breath of air conditioning: "He has been lifted again, this is too exaggerated. Is he a holy fellow?"

Beta smiled and said, "A true scholar, after understanding the doctrine, will definitely perform like this. Pete, your foundation is really bad. Although there is a correction of the Knight system, it is still far from the Caliph. I guess the Caliph should become a legend within a hundred years."

Pete shook his head and sighed for a while. He was not jealous, he was just surprised. As a former little man, he was a very content person. His wishes have been realized now. Next, he is just to work hard and repay kindness seriously.

Pete packed the remaining gold coins, while Beta took the time to go to the Zoroastrian Church.

At the door of the Zoroastrian Church, Beta watched four corpse collectors carry Migeff's body away.

Now the Temple of Zoroastrianism has been looted by some people, and Mijeff's body has been placed in the main hall, and no one pays attention to it. After Beta learned about this, he paid for several corpse collectors to bury Mijeff.

When the tea is gone, the tea is cold. After the Archbishop Mijeff died, the enemy actually wanted to help collect the body, which made people sigh.

In fact, this has a lot to do with the doctrine of Zoroastrianism... Zoroastrianism implements the policy of worshipping strong people, and also deliberately suppresses the feelings between relatives and friends, believing that except for the awe of God, all other feelings are unnecessary.

Therefore, it is not too strange that such a thing happens.
Chapter completed!