The next day was the day of the weekend.
All the students of the Imperial College volunteered to spread the idea of the Red Cross Society and collected donations in Chang 'an City.
At the same time, the news of Mo Jiazi volunteering for the Red Cross Society spread quickly in Chang 'an City. After all, the reputation of the Red Cross Society was supported by Meton alone.
Meton's fame was the noble goal of the Red Cross Society. The selfless acts of volunteers, the public supervision, and the open and transparent accounts convinced the people of Chang 'an City.
At the same time, Mo Magazine added a special issue to publicize the idea of the Red Cross Society and the flood situation in the flood area.
At the main intersections of Chang 'an City, passers-by donated generously.
"Like Mo Jiazi, they are all students of the Imperial College. They will be big shots in the future. Of course, they won't be greedy for money."
"The flood victims in the flood area attracted the disaster for the whole of Shandong. Of course, we won't sit back and do nothing.
"My ancestral home is Henan Province. My hometown is in disaster. We will do our best."
…
It turned out that Meton's choice of the Imperial College students was very correct. First, there were many of them. Second, the special status of the Imperial College students had credibility.
Soon, the people came forward to donate. All the volunteers accepted the donations. After all, the flood victims in the flood area were in a hurry to avoid the flood and lacked clothes and food. The more of these things, the better.
Vermilion Bird Avenue.
A pedestrian was waiting for a four-wheeled bus. When he saw the Red Cross Society collecting donations, he sighed and put the Kaiyuan Tongbao in the donation box. Then, he turned and walked away.
South City Gate.
A merchant counted yesterday's income and divided it into half. He walked to the street and put a string of copper coins into the donation box.
In a restaurant, a customer looked at the menu and removed half of the dishes. When he walked out of the restaurant, he put the money he saved into the donation box of the Red Cross Society on the street.
In Ping Kang Square, the brothel girls took out their little money and donated it to the flood victims without hesitation.
In Shengye Fang, Qin Huaiyu and the other two did not care about their reputation at all. They blocked the entrance of Shengye Fang to collect donations. One by one, the nobles who went in and out pinched their noses and threw money into the donation box. They would feel embarrassed if they did not donate enough.
In Xi City, some blonde-haired and blue-eyed barbarian merchants found out about the Red Cross Society's goal and after the Yellow River flood, they all donated. Sometimes, charity didn't discriminate between races or countries.
…
All of a sudden, there was a surge of donations in Chang 'an. Many people knew that the Red Cross Society was an organization that specialized in doing good deeds, so they all donated money and things.
East Market.
When Meton, Zu Mingjun, and Kong Huisuo set up the donation box, the entire East City was in an uproar.
"Meton!"
"Mo Jiazi!"
"Marquis Merton …"
One by one, the merchants of the East City came. One must know that Meton was a mythical figure in the East City. He could make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, turn stones into gold, and earn money that others could not earn in their lifetime. Zu Mingjun and Kong Huisuo could not help but click their tongues when they saw Meton's high popularity.
"Everyone, we are here today to collect donations for the Yellow River flood. We don't care about anything else." Meton said quickly when he saw that many people were asking him for business advice.
"The Yellow River flood, of course we will not forget." The merchants of the East City generously donated.
It had to be said that the East City was indeed the most prosperous place in Chang 'an. In a short while, Meton had collected a lot of money.
"Marquis Merton calls for donations, but I wonder how much the Mo's Village has donated this time?" A busybody suddenly asked.
All of a sudden, everyone was silent and looked at Meton quietly. They all knew that the Mo's Village had become rich in one year under the leadership of Meton. Since Mo Jiazi took the lead to call for donations, it would be a bit unreasonable if they did not donate.
"Help the flood victims. Of course, the Mo's Village will not miss such a good opportunity." Before Meton answered, a hearty voice came from behind the crowd.
"Shopkeeper Xu?"
The crowd was surprised and saw that Xu Jie pushed the crowd aside and walked to the front. It should be known that Xu Jie was the shopkeeper of the external affairs of the Mo's Village. He was responsible for the external affairs of the Mo's Village and had great power in his hands.
"As the representative of the Mo's Village, Xu donated 10,000 strings of cash to the flood victims!" Xu Jie said loudly.
"How much?"
Everyone present could not help but be stunned and asked in disbelief.
"The Mo's Village donated 10,000 strings of cash to the flood victims!" Xu Jie repeated again.
"Buzz!"
All of a sudden, the crowd boiled up like water in a pan of oil.
Many people turned their eyes to Mo Jiazi at once. Xu Jie was just the shopkeeper of the external affairs of the Mo's Village, and the real master of the Mo's Village was Mo Jiazi in front of them.
"Thank you very much. I thank the Mo's Village on behalf of the flood victims!" Meton said calmly, as if there was no difference between him and an ordinary person who donated a penny.
After that, Kong Huisuo and Zu Mingjun took a huge donation list that had been pasted together. Xu Jie signed 10,000 strings of cash on it happily. Meton picked up his seal and stamped it without hesitation.
The crowd was in an uproar, and then they believed that the Mo's Village really donated 10,000 strings of cash.
Ten thousand strings of cash was a huge fortune, but the Mo's Village donated it without hesitation. According to the Red Cross Society's concept promoted by Mo Jiazi, no one would attach any conditions to the donation. However, Mo Jiazi donated such a huge fortune without any selfishness.
However, this was just the beginning. In addition, a group of rich businessmen who had a good relationship with the Mo's Village also donated.
"The Zheng's Trading Company donated 5,000 strings of cash!"
"The Lu's Wine Store donated 3,000 strings of cash!"
"The Qian's Pawnshop donated 2,800 strings of cash!"
…
The rich businessmen in Chang 'an City were generous. Usually, they were stingy and stingy, but at this moment, they did not hesitate at all.
Because they donated a lot of money, it was impossible for them to take out cash. All of them used large donation lists instead. However, no one would suspect that these rich businessmen cheated, because in the Tang dynasty, the reputation of businessmen was more important than anything. If they broke their promise because of this, they would have no chance to make a comeback.
Soon, the large donation in the East Market spread all over the city of Chang 'an. The people of Chang' an City saw the horror of the Red Cross Society. If they could make such a huge fortune, the Red Cross Society's development would be limitless.
In the Li Zheng Hall.
Li Shimin looked at Princess Changle in front of him angrily and said, "So, the Red Cross Society that caused a sensation in Chang 'an City was established by you?"
"Meton. It must be Meton. I was wondering why he was so eager to be a volunteer." Li Shimin said angrily.
Princess Changle looked determined. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, as the Princess Royal, I want to do something to share your burden."
"You are a girl. What can you do?" Li Shimin waved his hand arbitrarily. Although the idea of the Red Cross Society was good, Li Shimin did not think that it could make much difference with the few coins of ordinary people.
Princess Changle smiled confidently and said, "Father, this is the account of the Red Cross Society for the past two days. Please check it."
"200,000 strings of cash?" Li Shimin did not care at first, but when he glanced at the account, he was shocked.
200,000 strings of cash. This was more money than he took out from the internal treasury.
"Moreover, this is only the donation from the city of Chang 'an. What if all of the cities of the Great Tang had a Red Cross Society?" Princess Changle's lips curled into a smile as she painted a grand vision for Li Shimin.
Li Shimin was shocked. For the first time, he was shocked by the great potential of the Red Cross Society. For the royal family, how could he rest assured that the Red Cross Society would be in the hands of others?
"The Red Cross Society is of great importance. The Empress must be in charge." Li Shimin compromised.
"Thank you, Father!" Princess Changle said happily.
Soon, the news that Empress Zhangsun was the honorary president of the Red Cross Society, and that Princess Changle was the first president of the Red Cross Society as the legitimate princess spread throughout Chang 'an City.
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