Chapter 64: The Sin of Desire

When Zhang Huan walked into the warehouse compound, several officials were cooking large pieces of meat on the stove and iron pot in the courtyard, and the aroma filled the entire courtyard.

A few officials talked and laughed, as if they were at ease in their own home, here now they have the final say, seeing that there is a lot of meat in the treasury and immediately boiled it to beat the tooth sacrifice, they are also the moon bar to eat meat once, and the eyes are very greedy,

As for the owner who came back here, hehe, he will take it first when he comes back, he can't care about the rest, as for whether he comes back or not, if he doesn't want to be wanted by the sea, then he has to return here obediently.

Seeing Zhang Huan, Dugu Honghua, and Dugu Renrong coming in, a servant glared,

"The yamen does things, and the idlers retreat,"

"I'm the proprietor here, do I need to retreat?"

Zhang Huan glanced at the cauldron of boiling meat, well, it's a pity that these meats are eaten, count, they should all be fed to the dogs.

"Well, you're the proprietor here,"

As he spoke, several officials gathered around, some of them holding sticks in their hands and looking at them unkindly.

"I'm Zhang Huan,"

Zhang Huan was unmoved.

"Then you can come with us, hehe,"

The officials surrounded him in the middle.

Dugu Ren Rong and Dugu Honghua stretched out their hands to the saber, Zhang Neihuan shook his head, and the two did not move.

The two officials escorted him to a storehouse, which was the storehouse where Zhang Huan stacked important items, and where all the finished products and silver coins were piled up.

Zhang Huan looked around, but he didn't see anyone else's figures, and they were obviously all locked up in the warehouse.

When Zhang Huan and the officials entered the warehouse, they saw two people who looked like small officials counting the iron money in the warehouse, these were all iron coins left by Zhang Huan for the convenience of purchasing goods, and the large amount of tea and salt were taken back to the mansion by him.

There are also more than 400 pieces here, mainly because the amount of each purchase is not small, and it is also a lot of money to buy food for these people.

"Are you Zhang Huan?"

One of the chubby officials saw Zhang Huan being brought in by the officials and said coldly.

"Don't see you yet, this is the Song Charge Division and Wu Charge Division of the State Government,"

A servant gave Zhang Huan a leg with a stick, this is a servant with a pothole-ridden face, and his face is quite fierce.

Zhang Huan stumbled for a moment, he stared at the goods, well, remember,

'Some-and-so is Zhang Huan. ’

"What a bold man, do you know what you've done?"

Song Zhisi's fat face sank and he shouted.

The student doesn't know. ’

Zhang Huan arched his hand.

"Student, hehe, you're a student who has gathered so many people, are you in the safe?"

Another thin and short official shouted, not big and not small in voice.

"The armor protection has been completed, and there is a armor protection document on the student's house,"

Zhang Huan didn't hesitate to say.

The two guards were stunned, they didn't expect that the ring in front of them was not very old, but he was an old man, and he had already done the matter of protecting the armor, you must know that this crime was actually the biggest, and he was in the border area to prevent the careful work of the thieves, and the armor was tightly trained, and if he violated the law of protecting the armor, the punishment was very severe, and the sentence was usually large.

But now it seems that he can't make it difficult for Zhang Huan, but he is not convinced,

"If you say you have it, take a look."

Song Abshiji said in a deep voice.

"Dugu Honghua, take a trip to the house and bring the armor protection documents,"

Zhang Huan shouted to Dugu Honghua who was following behind, and Dugu Honghua left.

"What else is the matter, two priests?"

Zhang Huan turned his head and smiled, but in the eyes of Song Zhisi and the others, a teenage student was not in awe of them at all, so bold,

"Hmph, your business is not one, just talk about the wine you have here, which restaurant do you have the underwriting documents, take a look,"

Song Abbot sat down and shouted.

In the Great Song Dynasty, there are all kinds of strange business practices, such as the monopoly of wine, salt and iron, the wine tax is an important part of the national finance, and even accounts for a huge proportion, and the koji is often only available in government-run wineries, and the following merchants must go to these wineries and restaurants to enter the wine, and have underwriting documents, otherwise it is a private wine and sales of wine, which is a felony.

Of course, if you have a backer behind you, you can also apply for a contractor to make your own koji, and symbolically pay some liquor tax, which is what many royal nobles in Beijing do.

The so-called commercial prosperity of the Northern Song Dynasty, many of which are similar heavy taxes, there is nothing to compete with the people for profit, on the contrary, which line of business is profitable and the government has to intervene, the total financial income of the Northern Song Dynasty has increased greatly compared with the Tang Dynasty, of course, many of these in the Great Song Dynasty have been inherited from the five dynasties.

"Oshiji, the drinks I have here are all brewed for my own use, and they have never been sold, so please be careful."

Zhang Huan arched his hand.

'Nonsense, your liquor is sold everywhere, and you dare to quibble with the moonshine of Yanzhou. ’

That Wu Abshiji slapped the table and shouted.

These days they are not wasted, they have a little inquiry, there is indeed alcohol here, but it will never be sold, which makes them very speechless, every day into a lot of wine, why not sell it, these people drink every day to drink all the time, you must know that there is no private sale of alcohol to evade taxes.

However, there is no excuse for wanting to add to the crime, the two have already found a few so-called witnesses and framed Zhang Huan for selling alcohol, these so-called witnesses are really easy to find, as the state government in hand, how many people have something to ask them, and it is a great honor to do things for them.

So it doesn't matter whether Zhang Huan sells alcohol or not, they say there is it, and if they say no, there is none, since the Li family wants to clean up this Zhang Huan, this Zhang Huan deserves to be unlucky.

'There is no excuse for the sin you want to add,'

Zhang Huan sneered, he didn't plan to distinguish anything with these two goods with ulterior motives.

"Desire to add sin, hehe,"

Song Zhusi glared at Zhang Huan fiercely,

"You brew and sell alcohol and evade taxes, which has become a crime in the mouth of a bandit like you, hehe, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and when you get to the state government later, I want to see if you are still so hard-mouthed."

"Song Zhuji, you dissipate your anger, there are good things here, haha, you can taste it,"

The official with a pit face smiled and brought a bowl of wine, which was originally stacked in the storeroom, and the goods were ready to be flattered as soon as they tasted the wine.

You must know that a lot of the work of the government is assigned by the priest, and the priest can make the official a lot of gray small income every month, and can also let the official keep a few small months of money, so the official must be a prisoner, this Song is a fond of spirits, and sometimes he is willing to drink some spirits from the west, so the pit goods are rare spirits and immediately offer treasure.

Smelling the smell of wine from a long distance, Song Oshiji's eyes widened, took the bowl of wine, and Song Oshiji took a sip,

"Ahem, ahem,"

Song Abshiji never dreamed that this wine was so domineering, the strength of the wine made him breathless, he coughed violently, and his throat was hoarse,

"Uh, good wine,"

He felt like he was burning inside, but he was proud of it.

"It's really a good thing, and when you leave, the little ones will bring a few jars of wine to Song Abshi's house,"

The pit man laughed.

Song Zhisi smiled and nodded, they just started to share the spoils unscrupulously, as for Zhang Huan, they didn't care at all, this person is finished, as for the seizure of objects, it is common practice to go up and down his hands, otherwise he will not die poor with only that little moon.