Chapter 144 is self-defeating, this is inevitable

Under the pressure of strong force, truckloads of supplies, cattle, and sheep were transported into the surrendered city by the tax collectors in armor.

In just eleven days, the tax collectors received 60% of Yunlang's estimated tax revenue.

This was completely unexpected by Yun Lang, and what surprised Yun Lang the most was that he did not encounter any resistance when collecting taxes, whether it was a rich tribe or a poor tribe.

After hearing the tax collectors report the truth, Yun Lang slapped him on the head heavily...... The tax is set at too little.

"The remaining forty percent of the tax is not that it can't be collected, but that those tribes are too far away from the surrendered city, and it is estimated that it will be five days before they can rush back.

In addition, almost all the female tribal chieftains asked to be able to bring the people of the tribe to the surrendered city in the autumn to exchange supplies.

They wanted salt, grain, linen, iron pots, cracked wood, lehrer wheels, nails, medicines, hemp rope, sacks......

There were also some female leaders who asked the military to send some city women who could weave to their tribes for the winter, so that they could teach the women of those tribes to learn to weave. ”

Yun Lang raised his leg and kicked out the serious and gloating tax collector.

After kicking it out, Yun Lang still didn't understand his hatred, grabbed the tax collector's chest and roared: "Since you found out that the tax rate is too low, why don't you increase it?" ”

The tax collector shook his head in panic and said, "The last general will not dare!" ”

Yun Lang only felt a wave of anger arise from the bottom of his heart, and then he rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, screamed and overturned the table, and lay motionless on the brocade couch.

General Tun took a careful look at Yunlang, and saw that his chest was still rising and falling violently, so he ran away from the wall.

"Oh my God, a cow collects a tax on a cow's leg, and it is Genghis Khan resting with the people...... Oh, my God...... How could I make such a mistake? ”

Yun Lang, who was lying on the brocade couch, looked at the ugly roof and felt pain.

The plan to squeeze the poor tribes and support the rich tribes has turned into a large-scale policy of resting with the people......

"I should have at least two cow legs taxed...... I forgot that the Qiang population was halved...... I forgot that after the Huns were defeated, the cattle and sheep of the Huns ran into the wilderness, and all of them were obtained by the Qiang...... Forget that this year the Huns did not collect taxes at all...... I forgot that those women inadvertently merged a lot of tribes...... Oh my God, what am I thinking all these days? Yun Lang muttered to himself.

Liu Er poked his head out of the window, and was smashed back by a pillow.

"What should I do? These tribes have a lot of surplus this year, and they want to exchange their cattle and sheep for things that belong to me...... Oh my God, how can I have so much salt, linen, grain, iron pots?

Gunnysack? Iron nails? Wheels? This is a scarce commodity in the mainland...... What should I do? ”

Yun Lang walked around the house like a madman, and a misadministration caused great trouble to his subsequent policy implementation.

Cao Xiang came to look for Yunlang, and when he saw Liu Er sitting at the door with a pillow, he asked strangely, "What are you doing?" ”

Liu Er hurriedly got up and said, "The head of the family is angry!" ”

"Angry? Why? Taxes are very good! ”

"The head of the family is disgusted with the lack of taxes."

"No way, with his method of collecting taxes, it would be good if those shepherds didn't starve to death, and if there were more, there would be no living people on the grassland next year."

Cao Xiang pushed Liu Er away and went straight into Yun Lang's room.

Walking into the room, he strangely found that Yun Lang was sitting behind the desk and writing, although the room was a little messy, it was far less terrible than Liu Er said.

"Ah Xiang, you wait a while, after I finish writing the paperwork, you remember to sign the seal and send the paperwork to Baishan Mountain as soon as possible."

"Oh." Cao Xiang agreed, and sat opposite Yunlang, waiting for him to finish writing the document and use the seal.

After a while, seeing that Yun Lang had finished writing the paperwork, he handed his seal letter to Yun Lang, and when he saw that he had used the seal letter well, he asked, "Do you think the tax is less?" ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "Where is it, the tax rate we set is very accurate, it completely takes into account the wealth and poverty between different tribes, and it is very fair to everyone, so let's follow this strategy in the future." ”

Cao Xiang said suspiciously: "Three sheep tax one sheep, one cow tax one leg, five horse tax one such tax rates do you think is fair to every tribe?"

The rich tribes are just that, and the poor tribes may really have nothing to eat...... Your plan to drive the poor into the city for servitude, to be honest, I don't approve of it, it will cause civil unrest. ”

Yun Lang snorted, slowly loosened his clenched fist, squeezed out a smile and said: "Half a month to collect all the national taxes, that thorn dare to compare with me!" ”

Cao Xiang smiled bitterly: "The tax collector of the assassin is not a general, and the assassin will not use the Han army to collect taxes, in addition, which assassin dares to directly cut off the heads of the people who can't pay the taxes?"

Ah Lang, you always say that we are impatient, I see, you are the most impatient one, the most important thing in a good history is to ensure that the place is calm and not chaotic, although the tax amount is very important, but secondary, you have to think about this. ”

Cao Xiang saw that Yun Lang's eyes were getting wider and wider, his fair skin was getting redder and redder, and the breath from his nostrils was getting heavier and heavier, so he stood up protectively, looked at Yun Lang and said carefully: "I was right, don't be annoyed!" As long as you change it, you will naturally not say it as a brother......"

Yun Lang jumped out from behind the table with a tiger jump, grabbed Cao Xiang's neck with both hands and roared, "Do you know how much advantage these people have? Did you know that the Huns used to collect taxes by taking half of them and keeping half of them?

Did you know that those Qiang people can graze cattle everywhere from this year? Do you know where all the scattered cattle and sheep went after we broke up the Hun army?

Do you know how many tribes have co-opted tribes with only women, children, cattle and sheep in this war?

Yes? You know what a!

Do you know that the clan leader has written to me to prepare grain, iron pots, salt, linen, wheels, iron nails, and fucking sacks, the more the better?

When Lao Tzu came to the surrendered city, he only thought about the empty glove white wolf, and never thought of exchanging things.

We are a fucking army, what kind of capital does the army need to do business, what kind of capital do you want?

The army that needs capital to make a business, is it the fucking army? ”

Yun Lang pinched Cao Xiang's neck but didn't use any force, Cao Xiang fearfully wiped a handful of Yun Lang's saliva spray on his face, and said weakly: "You let go of me first, if you accidentally kill me, you won't be able to explain when you go back." ”

Cao Xiang helped Yun Lang, who was trembling with anger, to sit on the stool, and thought for a long time before saying, "So those tribes still have extra materials to exchange things, right?" ”

Yun Lang nodded sadly and said: "The number of Qiang people is smaller, there are more cattle and sheep, and there are fewer taxes collected this year, next year, the number of their cattle and sheep will have an explosive increase, and then there will be more materials to exchange with us."

A vicious circle will form later.

Dahan itself is a place of extreme scarcity of materials, our food is not enough to feed our own people, our salt is transported from the sea, and the price of our iron tools remains high in Dahan.

How can there be extra supplies to send to the Qiang people?

Do you know that I am farming in Shanglinyuan, raising chickens and ducks, silkworms, pigs, sheep, donkeys, cattle, and sika deer, the purpose of which is to enrich the material supply of the Han Dynasty.

You know no, business only appears after there is a surplus in production, and when materials are not abundant, business is bullshit!

The most terrifying thing is that once the surrendered city completes the accumulation of materials one step ahead of the country, do you know what a terrible thing it is?

The merchants will automatically draw materials from the places where the price of other materials is low to trade in the surrendered city, so that the poor are the hinterland of the Han Dynasty, and the rich are the surrendered cities!

Moreover, once this trend is formed, the water of wealth in the interior will be continuously pumped to the surrendered city, and the mainland will want to catch up in the future...... Haha, you have to pay a hundred and ten times the price to do it. ”

Cao Xiang tidied up Yunlang's table, picked up the bamboo slips and asked, "What are you doing writing a letter to Bai Dengshan?" ”

Yun Lang leaned his head against the wall and said helplessly: "I'm asking Su Jian, can the soldiers of Baishan Mountain eat meat all year this year!" ”