"Thanks for what? You are a student of the church, and of course you have to take good care of it. ”

Praia waved his hand disappreciatively, and at the mention of this, the priest happened to think of another matter, "By the way, I still have to discuss this matter with Ifrit, Loos, you go and ask the steward." ”

"Okay, teacher." Wu walked out of the church in the morning.

Also the core of the village's rule, the residence of the steward of Ifrit, like the church, is located in the heart of the village of Ekrit.

In less than ten minutes, Wu arrived at the church in the early morning.

"Good day, Praia." Following Wu Qingchen, Ifrit also stepped into the church.

The steward was followed by his son and four police officers: "Looking for me at this time now, it should be the amount of the autumn tax increase, right?" ”

"It used to be true, but now," Pastor Praia shook his head, "Looks like we're going to have to recalculate." ”

"Why? What's wrong? Master Everett's expression instantly became serious: "Did something happen?" ”

"Don't worry, it's a good thing" Pastor Praia smiled: "Just now, I and Los and Andre got up with this matter, and I feel that raising taxes is not the best way"

Motioning for Ifrit to sit down, Praia also sat down in the front row of the church, slowly coming up with the idea of "turning taxes into fees".

"Okay!"

The advanced experience of the 21st century from the earth is destined to be extraordinary.

Just listening to the beginning, Ifrit's eyes lit up, and when he heard half of it, the steward's eyes were already shining, and he listened to all the ideas and specific operation methods, and the old man's face was full of excited smiles.

"Good! Very good! ”

Everett exclaimed: "Yes, yes, compared to this, the tax increase is really bad!" ”

Anyone can see the excitement of the steward.

How can you not be excited?

Just look at the pomp and circumstance of the steward at this time.

Ever since news of the tax hike began to circulate in the village, the steward took his son with him wherever he went, even if it was a church only a few minutes away, and he did not forget to take four police officers with him.

This is the experience summed up by the blood and tears of our ancestors.

When he was about Andrew's age, Ifrett once watched the tax collection in the autumn, and saw a certain usually well-behaved farmer, standing by the found grain cave, and after receiving a few whips, snatched a dung fork from the hand of the villager next to him, and viciously stabbed Uncle Ifrit in the chest.

The desperate look in the farmer's eyes as he walked to the cave at that time, and the fierce gaze after making his decision, are still firmly engraved in Ivlit's heart, even after so many years.

And this scene, in the eyes of Everett's father, was not the worst situation.

In the mouth of Iverit's father, in a certain village that had announced an increase in the "sun tax" and the "rain tax" because of successive years of shortfall, when the autumn came, the steward, the priest, the head of the village, the clerk, the chief of the police service, and the lords and would-be lords of the whole village who went to supervise the collection of taxes and agricultural officers, tax collectors, and heralds, were stopped by the villagers, tied up with ropes turned out of the church and the steward's house, and burned the fire alive to ashes.

The nightmare of his childhood haunted the steward of Everett.

This time, the "honeycomb tax" that is expected to be added to the village of Aikeri, according to the agreed results, the old man will of course get most of the derivative income from the increase in buckwheat production, but also deliberately leave some of the income for the villagers.

It stands to reason that this win-win approach should not trigger too bad incidents, but no one is sure, will there be any villagers who should have seen the rolling department earlier, and suddenly want not to develop crazy.

"So" Seeing Ifrett's expression, Pastor Praia said, "You also agree to sell honeycombs?" ”

"Of course!"

Steward Ifrit nodded without hesitation.

Even if it was for the sake of a little easier harvest in the autumn, every time it was time to collect taxes, the prudent steward would deliberately wear a thick leather armor under his robe, and Ifrit would agree with Pastor Praia's idea.

"Good!"

Master Praia clapped his hands heavily.

In this way, the government and the party committee, the church and the secular came to an agreement.

The next step is the process of the Standing Committee.

In the afternoon.

There are stone reception rooms on all sides.

Pastor Praia, Steward Ifrett, Wu Qingchen, Head O'Connor, Clerk Thor, Captain Espier, Andre, and the Seven Giants of the Village of Akrit, all sat around the wooden table.

From the date of the last parish announcing the church's wishes, Wu Qingchen had already obtained the qualifications for the village council, and since he had reached the age of "16", Wu Qingchen's seat, second only to the priest and the steward, had full authority and had a fairly high right to speak.

However, in this meeting, Wu Qingchen's authority and right to speak had little room to play, and after listening to Pastor Praia's strategy of "turning taxes into fees", the participants in the reception room immediately agreed, and the proposal was unanimously approved without any waves.

Two days later.

0/10/0/0001.

Wu Qingchen entered the medieval world this round, the ninth day.

At noon, Wu walked on the country trail in the early morning.

"Lord Looth"

In the distance, a villager stood on the side of the road.

Waiting for Wu Qingchen to pass by, the villagers bowed deeply: "Kind Lord Rose, thank you for turning the tax increase into selling honeycombs." ”

"Hmm" Wu Qingchen nodded: "Work hard, and harvest more wheat in autumn." ”

This is a situation that often occurs when Wu Qingchen appears in the field of vision of the villagers in the past few days.

After the meeting room was discussed, in the past two or three days, the managers of the village of Aikri frequently appeared next to the freedmen's land, holding parchment rolls and pointing at them, carefully calculating the grain that the villagers should pay for the honeycombs according to the number of honeycombs, the distance from the land, the size of the increased production area, the share of the original honeycomb tax, and so on.

Whether it is the steward or the head of the village, these managers of the village of Akri have their own close villagers, and deliberately and inadvertently, the changes from tax increases to fees, as well as the general sale plan of the entire village, were quickly spread out and known by the villagers.

At the insistence of Pastor Praia and Steward Ifrit, the purchase of honeycomb grain was a grade lower than the originally planned tax increase, and the villagers could not imagine the effect of violent resistance in other villages, but only knew that after Wu Qingchen's persuasion, the food they needed to hand over was suddenly much lower.

At the same time, from the information revealed by the management, the villagers also concluded that during the autumn harvest this time, there will be no more wolf-like police officers from other villages in Aikri Village, as long as enough honeycomb food is handed over, everyone can enjoy the remaining honeycomb production increase effect.

You don't have to do everything you can to find time to dig a hole; You don't have to dig out your mind, hide from your neighbors in the middle of the night, as long as you work hard, the extra food can be put at home with peace of mind!

Under such circumstances, Wu Qingchen's gratitude can be imagined.

"Lord Looth"

Several more villagers bowed from afar.

Wu Qingchen nodded with pity in his heart.

Bear with me, it won't be long before I can truly face your thanks.

It's still this day, in the evening.

Wu Qingchen walked into the church again.

Prayer, review, teaching, horseback riding

After a series of routine procedures, Wu Qingchen and Andre began to clean up the church, and Pastor Praia walked out of the side door, and after a while, he walked away with a parchment roll.

"Loth" Praia Priest beckoned, "Come and see this." ”

"What's wrong, teacher?" Wu Qingchen walked over, took the parchment scroll from Pastor Praia's hand, and just glanced at it, Wu Qingchen could see that this was the "price list" for the villagers of Akri Village to buy honeycombs after many rounds of deliberation and adjustment recently.

"Take a closer look" Pastor Praia stuffed the parchment roll into Wu Qingchen's hand: "Let's see if the people you promised have made mistakes." ”

Wu Qingchen looked carefully, on the parchment scroll, the first name was William/Moore, his own family in the medieval world, followed by the head of the village O'Connor, the bookkeeper Thor, and the police leader Espiel, the relatives of the family, and then the names of craftsmen such as plowshares, handlebars, and brewers, and then the old neighbors of the medieval world such as Richard, Freeman, and old Hult

According to the order of the list, from William/Moore's almost non-existent honeycomb payment, to the symbolic fee of the relatives of Zhuang Tou and others, to the halving of the craftsman's family, the honeycomb payment that the villagers of the entire Aikri village should pay, has grown in a clear and orderly manner.

"Hmm"

Carefully marking the objects highlighted by the staff committee and corresponding to this table, Wu Qingchen slightly adjusted the amount and location of the three villagers, and then raised his head: "That's pretty much it." ”

"Take another look." Pastor Praia said, "If you don't see it now, you will be sent to the parish and the baron's castle later!" ”

Wu Qingchen watched it again, there was a speed reading and shorthand course carefully guided by the training group, and the results of Wu Qingchen's second browsing would obviously not change anything.

"Okay," Pastor Praia took the parchment, "Then go and call Pamela over like that." ”

"Okay, teacher." Wu Qingchen bowed slightly.

"Wait" Wu Qingchen was about to turn around and leave, when behind him, Pastor Praia suddenly said, "Los don't go Andre first, you go and call Pamela." ”

"Okay, teacher."

André bowed slightly and walked briskly out of the church.

It was evening, and the setting sun was shining from the church door to the altar.

After the podium, under the afterglow of the sun, Pastor Praia came to take a walk, and after a long time, Wu Qingchen suddenly said, "Loos, do you want to see what it looks like outside the village of Akrya?" ”

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