The fishing boat went down the river, and the sudden sound of the motor frightened the fish in the river from time to time, and a group of people from the north climbed to the boat gang to see the excitement when they saw this scene, and the hawker pouted and continued to vomit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After half a day's work, the fishing boat drove to the place chosen by the hawker in advance, which is where the Bund is located today, and let the boat stop, because there was no pier, everyone had to turn into a small boat and go ashore.

After arriving on the shore, there were curious fishermen around to watch the excitement and point at the big fishing boat, Yang Yibo and the Taoist priests did not have the curiosity of the fishermen.

Looking down at the mud on his boots and the low huts around him, he felt like crying without tears, "National Teacher, are you sure we are not in the wrong place?" It doesn't look like a good place to set up customs."

The vendor scratched his head, "I don't know why I chose here, it may be that there is a fixed number in the dark, okay, don't chew your tongue, let's help sort out a vacant land, and build the simple house first, otherwise you will all have to sleep outside at night, it seems that there will be rain tonight"

Hearing the hawker's words, everyone looked up at the sky, it seemed that it was indeed going to rain, and they didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and the hundred and ten people worked together, unloading the unloading, preparing the land, and finally before the first drop of rain fell, they set up more than a dozen simple houses, although they may not be strong, but at least they don't need to be drenched in the rain.

There were too few rooms, only enough to accommodate people, and many things had to be put on the boat first, anyway, this fishing boat, the hawker planned to leave it for the customs to use.

Find a few people to cook dinner, a big pot of noodles, and the hawker will send a salted egg and ham sausage, and make do with it, and some of the children who came with the Taoist priests fell asleep after eating, too tired.

As for the hawkers, they called the ten people who took the imperial examination and the Taoist priest who led the team together, and used a room as a conference room for a small meeting.

"Everyone, thank you very much for participating in the formation of the customs, I thank you."

Yang Yibo, as the champion, vaguely became the leader of the scholar's side, and arched his hand to the hawker, "The national teacher is polite, we should thank the national teacher, if it weren't for you, how could we businessmen have the opportunity to become a teacher, I would like to thank the national teacher."

The other nine people also echoed, and the hawker waved his hand, "Don't say this, it's all over, Daochang Xiao, there's no problem with you over there, it's not easy to take care of so many children" The hawker said this to Xiao Gan, who was selected by Zishan to form the customs.

Xiao Qian made a bow to the hawker, "The national teacher doesn't have to worry, the Taoist friends and the children are mentally prepared, but what should we do?" “

The hawker scattered a circle of cigarettes, and lit a cigarette himself: "The main purpose of the customs is to control the merchant ships coming and going to the open sea, check whether there are any contraband, and collect taxes on the merchants' goods, issue certificates for going to sea, and the goods that have not been declared will be punished as smuggling, and all will be fined and confiscated."

"Of course, we don't have anything to do at the moment, because it seems that there are not too many businessmen going to sea now, so let's take the trouble to count the boats running on the river, register and make a register, and don't collect taxes first, so let's practice first."

Everyone nodded, it seemed that it had to be like this, Yang Yibo lowered his head and pondered for a while, "National teacher, I heard that there are also some businessmen here who run Fusang and Goguryeo, can we collect taxes?" ”

"Is there one?"

"Yes"

"Then collect their taxes"

"But how do you collect this tax?"

"The basis is the eleventh tax, which fluctuates up and down depending on the goods, plus three times to minus fifty percent"

Hey, as soon as the hawker's tax rate standard was given, this group of uninformed people gasped, and Xiao Qian directly asked, "National teacher, are you sure that the subsidy is from 300% to 50%?" ”

The peddler looked at Xiao Qian, is this old Taoist good learner, and actually directly said the standard he set in very modern words, "Yes, it's what Daoist Xiao said"

Xiao Dao paused for a while, "Then what kind of things should be taxed at 300 percent, and what kind should be subsidized?" ”

"Well, it has to be divided into different time periods, let me make an analogy, for example, this year's bumper harvest in Jiangnan, rice or something can't be sold, but Fusang lacks this thing, there are businessmen who are willing to sell there, we can give a certain amount of subsidies, of course, if we are more ruthless, while ensuring that our own people are fed, we can force subsidies for the grain exported to Fuso, hit the enthusiasm of the farmers over there to grow grain, make the farmers over there bankrupt, and cause their own civil strife."

"Of course, this is too advanced, it's good for everyone to know for the time being, after all, we don't have enough to eat ourselves, let's talk about what should be taxed by 300 percent."

"Everyone knows that in the past two years, Datang has used troops everywhere, and domestic steel production is seriously insufficient, and some businessmen still sell the only little steel abroad, but Datang Law does not stipulate that people can't sell it, what should I do? It's easy to do, whoever sells steel in the future, the customs will charge him three times the tax of the original price of the item, that is to say, he sells a pound of steel for the same money, and he has to pay us three times the tax, so that there is no profit from selling steel, and no one sells it, of course, he can not pay, but if he doesn't pay, even if he evades taxes, we have a way to rectify him, and Datang Law seems to have a punishment for this regard."

"Okay, I'm just an example of these two points, you can also think about it in reverse, the specific implementation will definitely not be so simple, then you need to explore, I have a few books on customs functions, you can take a look, what do you not understand, let's discuss with each other, brainstorming"

The hawker took out a few modern books from the ring that looked like they had been torn open and rebound, this is also a helpless thing, these people are not the old Taoist Wang Laodao, the hawker is not allowed to think of them, if they are allowed to fully understand the customs of the modern system, it is obviously impossible and unsafe No.

There are more than a dozen books, almost one in everyone's hands, after the people here got the books, they forgot about the existence of the hawker, and they looked through it impatiently, and the hawker saw "yes, that's it, you are busy, I will go back first"

The customs people sent the hawker to the wharf, waved goodbye, this stall was so sloppy and happy to decide, instructed the boatman to send himself back to Yangzhou first, and then told him that he was the exclusive crew of the customs in the future, and he could take a copy of the official government to send it to Yulu, the boatman was so excited that he almost overturned the boat, but he didn't expect that he could be a civil servant who drove a boat, the hawker pouted, he didn't know, and the driver was more than the county magistrate.

Returning to Mei Taiqing's house, chatting with Lao Mei, and taking the gifts that the old man had prepared for his two sons, the vendor went home with bread and continued to develop his newly acquired concubines.

Lying in the arms of the peddler, drawing circles and cursing the peddler, Xie Hongjun raised his face and looked at the peddler, "You have started a great voyage?" ”

"Well, but it's not a big voyage, this time it's just a pioneer, let's explore the situation first, as for whether it will be silk or cannonballs sent over in the future, it depends on the results of this exploration."

"You have a lot of heart, but I think you should be more concerned about what happened in Chang'an."

The peddler was startled, "What's the trouble in Chang'an?" ”

"Your Majesty is ready to open another Enko next year" (to be continued.) )