Dai Wang, the fifteen lieutenants took their errand clothes and changed them inside, all of them were in good spirits, completely different from just now.

"Young Master, are we also a yacha now?" Dai Wang asked Song Wenjian excitedly.

What the countrymen hope most is that one day they will be able to carp and jump into the dragon gate, and they will not have to be farmers in the yellow mud fields in the future.

If you become a real official and you don't have to pay taxes and food, and you still have a salary every month, how comfortable it is.

Song Wenjian shook his head and said: "You can only be regarded as a township now, but don't worry, as long as you follow me and work hard, you will definitely be able to get ahead in the future." ”

Song Wenjian saw that these lieutenants were also in their thirties and forties, and they could still work, and he felt more confident.

Dai Wang hung the waist knife on his waist, holding a water and fire stick in his hand, and looked majestic.

Old man Hong also put on a bad clothes, and he felt different when he walked, and when he opened the door, he felt a lot more angry.

Song Wenjian listed the fifteen lieutenants and Jian Yuping as the helpers of the township, Jian Yuping led seven people, Dai Wang led seven people, and Wu Guanhai followed Song Wenjian.

"Young Master, what are we going to do here?" Wu Guanhai asked Song Wenjian strangely.

Song Wenjian took out some announcements he had written last night and said: "You will take them and stick them on the outside of the township and on the street, and from now on, all those who do business in our polder town will have to pay commercial tax." ”

"Ahh Wu Guanhai was surprised, he didn't expect Song Wenjian to make this play. "Young master, I'm afraid something will happen like this."

"What will happen?" Song Wenjian sneered. "I just know that if we can't settle the matter of Yangqing Township's tax and grain within this month, we will have an accident."

Wu Guanhai heard Song Wenjian say this, and nodded secretly.

Yes, they're all about to finish, so why don't the others be finished?

If Song Hua can still sit in the position of county leader, these will not be a problem.

"But collecting these commercial taxes can solve the tax of 7,000 stones?" Wu Guanhai was puzzled again.

Song Wenjian said with a smile as he walked outside: "You better post those announcements first, and then we will talk about it in detail." ”

When the announcements were posted, the merchants and vendors in the polder town shouted and cursed.

Fixed shops have to pay more than 300 yuan a month in business tax, depending on the different shops have different taxes.

Temporary stalls are counted as more than one penny a day, and it also depends on different stalls.

"Damn, does that second fool township chief want us to die?" Some shopkeepers scolded when they saw the notices posted on the street by the township offices.

Song Wenjian didn't care about this, after those helpers posted the announcement, let them return to the gate of the township to gather, and Wu Guanhai taught them some general practices of the county government.

In fact, it's not that difficult, it's just arresting and beating people, and you can learn this as soon as you learn it.

After Wu Guanhai explained and demonstrated with these helpers, he still came over to Song Wenjian worriedly and said, "Young Master, how much money will there be in this polder town?" I'm afraid they'll bounce back and make trouble. ”

"That's why I'm recruiting so many helpers." Song Wenjian said with a smile. "Just now, there are about 10,000 people in these fifteen villages, how many people do you say there will be in this Yangqing Township?"

"Ah, the number of people Mo Weibao concealed from Yangqing Township before?" Wu Guanhai was born in a martial arts, how can an undergraduate student like Song Wenjian who graduated from science be good at counting?

Song Wenjian nodded and said: "Yes, I estimate that there are 15,000 people in Yangqing Township. Mo Weibao used to be really powerful, if he had to pay one stone tax per person according to the head, he could leave a few thousand stones. This township chief is so fat that he keeps oil. ”

Dai Wang's eyes were wide open, and they had never thought of counting the number of people in the township.

How many people there are in the entire Yangqing Township, only the head of the township knows, and the chief only knows the number of people in his village.

Song Wenjian said: "Think about it, there are 15,000 people in the township, how many shops are there here?" ”

"We don't know." Dai Wang: They shook their heads. Although they have lived in Yangqing Township for so many years, they have never counted these.

Song Wenjian said unhurriedly: "There are a total of ten restaurants, fifteen shops, twenty-one meat stalls, and thirty-three vegetable stalls. There are 98 shops and stalls on this street, do you know how much business tax there is? ”

Wu Guanhai and these people were all confused, shaking their heads desperately.

"Hehehe, I don't know." Song Wenjian said with a smile.

"Cut." Wu Guanhai and the others glanced at Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian said: "Each shop stall is different, and the business tax we charge is also different. ”

"Not counting the merchants and vendors from the county seat, this is another amount of money. Don't worry, if you work hard, you'll get a reward every month. "Song Wenjian used the tax collection method of the industrial and commercial offices of later generations.

According to the commercial tax charged by different merchants, there is a fixed frame, but there are fluctuations.

This polder town of 15,000 people can be said to have a lot of money traded in a month. The ancients couldn't understand that only people like Song Wenjian, who came from later generations, knew about the business opportunities inside.

Dai Wang asked excitedly, "Young Master, are we going to collect money now?" ”

Song Wenjian shook his head and said: "This is not in a hurry, I asked you to walk on the street just now to let you get familiar with the clothes and weapons." Now, you all go inside and practice well, and tomorrow we'll collect the taxes. ”

"Ah, not going today?" Wu Guanhai: They felt strange.

Song Wenjian said: "No, old man Hong, you close the door, our township is not open to the public today." ”

Wu Guanhai got Song Wenjian's order and trained these fifteen lieutenants with Jian Yuping.

Although Dai Wang is a countryman and has strength, he still doesn't know much about some skills with water sticks and waist knives.

On this day, Dai Wang and the others were all practicing in the courtyard, and Song Wenjian took a waist knife to practice Tai Chi knife technique inside.

This Tai Chi knife technique was screened out by Song Wenjian in the information, and I felt that it was suitable for him to practice.

Although Song Wenjian practiced boxing, when encountering bandits, fists alone could not solve the problem, and weapons had to be used.

It's not that Song Wenjian doesn't want to collect business taxes today, but everything must be done step by step, and he will post an announcement today to give those merchants and hawkers an acceptance process.

Tomorrow, he's going to take someone to collect the business tax.

In the polder town, some businessmen have already gathered the guys in the store to be ready at all times, and when Song Wenjian and others come to collect business taxes, they will make a big fuss and give Song Wenjian a good look.

But they waited until noon, and no one came.

Some businessmen went to Yunbao Restaurant to find Mo Weifeng's shopkeeper, who was Mo Weibao's younger brother and helped Mo Weibao take care of the family's business.

"Shopkeeper Weifeng, why hasn't the second fool township chief brought someone over to collect business taxes? We're ready for everything, and we're thinking we're going to give him a look. A pot-bellied merchant shouted.