Chapter 0008: I, Lin Fan, am a good person
"Cousin, do you have anything on your mind?" asked Zhou Zhongmao.
Lin Fan smiled, "It's okay, it's okay." ”
Physique: 18
Internal forces: 0
Method: None
Exercises: Tiger Sword Method (Beginner)
Rage points: 655.
That's the case now.
Physique increased to 18.
If you don't have a little internal force, you should just not have cultivated the mental method.
To put it bluntly, he is now a reckless man with no brute force.
And now, if you want to say that you have something on your mind, it is Steward Chen.
He's panicking right now.
The thought in my mind was still the woman from before.
If it was really the Su family, it would really be a big trouble.
At this time.
They were already on the farmland trail.
The heat scorched the earth.
The ground cracked.
Afar.
Many poor people saw Steward Chen.
But instead of coming, they pulled out their legs and ran off into the distance.
"How do I feel, we are like a plague, others are afraid when they see us, what is the situation?" Lin Fan asked.
Anger accumulates, go back and slowly increase.
Steward Chen looked fierce, feeling that these untouchables had made him lose face in front of his son, and he had to concoct it well.
"Don't worry, the little one will immediately let these untouchables welcome them. Steward Chen said.
Lin Fan waved his hand, a little dissatisfied: "What untouchables are not untouchables, don't call them so, vulgar, vulgar." ”
Steward Chen looked at Childe in surprise.
I always feel that Childe is a little weird when he speaks.
"Yes, what Childe taught is that the villain changes. Steward Chen said.
But I still think in my heart that these people are untouchables, unspeakably cheap, if it weren't for the Lin family's food, these people would have to be the same as those homeless people outside the hidden city.
The dog's favor for Childe once again broke through the limit.
Childe is worthy of being a child, but he is different from those charming and noble sons.
As a servant of the Lin family, to put it bluntly, he is also half a pariah.
Walk through the farmland trail.
In front of us was a village, with many houses, but they were too dilapidated, with straw huts and mud huts.
And the exterior walls of those mud huts have cracked and opened many holes.
Even, he was suspicious that if it rained heavily, it would probably collapse these houses.
In the village, civilians stood and waited.
Some bowed their heads and were silent, while others were full of despair.
"What to do, what to do, I can't hand it over. ”
"Steward Chen is here, if he can't hand it over, he will definitely be beaten and scolded. ”
When Lin Fan walked into the village, all the sounds disappeared, and the whole village seemed very quiet.
Even the children who were noisy were afraid to hide in the corner.
Steward Chen coughed lightly, then pulled out a soft whip from his waist, snapped, and slammed it on the ground, leaving a deep mark.
"Have all the people arrived? This is the son of the Lin Mansion, why don't you hurry up and say hello to the son." Steward Chen said sharply.
To deal with these untouchables, you have to make them afraid.
Only when you know that you are afraid, then you will work hard.
"Young Master Lin. ”
"Young Master Lin. ”
It's intermittent, the sound is uneven, and the sound is generally very quiet.
Smack!
Steward Chen whipped the whip and landed again, his face was extremely ugly, and he said sharply: "Haven't you eaten? ”
"What do you want to do? Put away the whip, if you have something to say, who are you to scare?" Lin Fan frowned.
Evil landowners.
This little steward is vividly expressed.
Steward Chen, who had a fierce face towards the untouchables, was much more docile in front of Lin Fan, and hurriedly put away the whip, "Gongzi is training." ”
The villagers in the village all looked at Lin Fan.
This is the son of the Lin family, they have never seen each other.
I can't understand how such a big man could come to this place.
Zhou Zhongmao has no interest in the things here.
He's just accompanying his cousin.
Nothing else had much to do with him.
But the dog is a little helpless.
This time, I'm here to collect taxes.
But with this year's weather, I am afraid that the harvest is very small, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to pay taxes, let alone fill my stomach.
But he was only a servant.
People are soft-spoken, or they are useless.
Steward Chen thought that Gongzi didn't like his own evil, so he restrained himself a little and said, "Are you ready for this year's taxes?"
No one spoke.
The villagers looked at each other, bitter.
Field tax?
Where is the superfluous.
But if they don't, the consequences are not something they can bear.
"Huh?" Steward Chen frowned, what is the situation, these untouchables don't want to pay taxes?
Childe came with him today, if he doesn't do this thing beautifully, how will Childe think of him?
"Steward Chen. At this time, in the crowd, an old man walked out.
He is very old, and the wrinkles on his face are not far from the bark of trees.
"We must pay the tax, but this year's harvest is not good, can we pay less, or owe it. The old man said.
He's the village chief here.
This year's situation, there really can't be helped.
But he knew that the reason was not important to the Lin family, as long as he could pay taxes, everything was easy to say, but if he couldn't pay it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Steward Chen's face gradually changed.
The look in the eyes of these pariahs changed.
"Village chief, my son-in-law came here today, and you will tell me this?" Steward Chen said gloomily, and then looked at Lin Fan, "Son, this matter will be solved well, and the Lin family will never lose anything." ”
Lin Fan looked up at the sky and fanned the wind.
"It's really hot. ”
"It's a bit of a drought. ”
He still doesn't know how his taxes are collected.
And this little assistant is very humane.
Don't bully ordinary people.
These peasants present must have been angry in their hearts, but they just didn't have any anger.
"Dog, how is this tax collected?" Lin Fan asked.
The dog replied: "Son, harvest by mu, one hundred and fifty catties per acre." ”
"What?" Lin Fan was stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't understand, and asked again, "How do you receive it?"
"Go back to Gongzi, harvest by mu. The dog said.
Lin Fan was stunned.
This is higher than the tax in the Qin Dynasty.
This is clearly not giving people a way to live.
"Then how much is an acre of land now?" Lin Fan asked again.
"Childe, now the average income of one acre of land is about 200 catties. The dog said, this is the tax of the ghost city, only a little is left for the peasants, and the rest is used as a tax.
"It's terrible, this is a bastard who set a tax, this is completely a chance to not give people a chance to live. Lin Fan scolded.
Just when he said this.
It's not just Steward Chen who was stunned.
Even the peasants were dumbfounded.
The dog hurriedly whispered in Lin Fan's ear: "Childe, this is the tax set by the master." ”
"Okay, it doesn't matter who sets it, this agricultural tax is simply crazy, change, it must be changed, I, as the son of the Lin family, have given the new agricultural tax here." ”
"From today onwards, we will not be able to harvest one percent of the annual harvest. ”
Lin Fan said.
This kind of frenzied behavior must be stopped.
As a rich son of a landlord's family, he must do something practical.
"Childe, by all means. Steward Chen reacted and hurriedly stopped it.
It's a terrible thing.
If you let the master know, then this day is going to fall.
The villagers stood there dumbfounded.
They all looked at Lin Fan with their eyes open.
What did Lin Gongzi say just now?
Lin Fan ignored Steward Chen, but looked at the sky and the earth, and spoke again, "This ghost weather is hot and scary, it belongs to drought, and this year's field tax will be exempted." ”
"Childe......" Steward Chen wants to spurt blood, absolutely not.
"Are you a childe or am I a childe, what I say is useless? I take care of this, as far as I say, if my father disagrees, let him come to me." Lin Fan said.
Wealth and danger are sought.
When it's time to brush up your anger, you can't be soft.
There must be a hard bar.
Can you hack my only son to death?
Poof!
Right now.
The villagers all knelt.
The village chief knelt in front of Lin Fan, with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, thank you, son." ”
I haven't studied.
Words of gratitude will not be said too much.
But the truth is revealed.
It's not the slightest bit false.
Lin Fan stepped forward, helped the village chief up, and said bitterly: "Village chief, you have to farm well in the future, and whether this son can enjoy life in a chic way depends on you." ”
That sounds a little weird.
But for the villagers, that's not the point.
"Childe, don't worry, we will definitely farm the land well, and we will definitely pay the field tax next year. ”
Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go, go home. ”
Steward Chen looked at his son-in-law in despair.
This is going to be a big deal.