Chapter Seventy-Three: Hundred Flowers of Wine
The two fruits were picked by Mo Fan and handed them to the village chief and Xiong An in the back: "This one is called Qingying Fruit, which is a product of the Endless Forest, and is generally used to satisfy hunger." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Light fruit?...... Isn't this the light fruit that sells fifty copper coins in the city?". Xiong An took the light fruit handed by Mo Fan and looked up and down in detail. This light fruit is bigger and fuller than the one you bought in the city.
The village chief also took the fruit in his hand and looked at it, and nodded approvingly for a long time: "Such an expensive fruit, I didn't expect me to be able to eat it."
"Fifty copper coins are expensive?". Mo Fan was puzzled, thinking of the bridge in the online novel, which cost hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and was slightly stunned.
The village chief looked puzzled, and immediately relieved when he thought of Mo Fan's identity as a magician: "Fifty copper coins are equivalent to half a silver coin." For those of us who count on the harvest in the field all day long, it is too expensive and too expensive."
"Half a silver coin, I don't know how much you can earn in a year." Mo Fan's puzzled expression was even stronger, and he was also full of curiosity about the income of the villagers.
When the village chief heard the word income, he could only smile awkwardly: "It's a shame to say, it's only two gold coins a year, barely making ends meet."
"That's just the equivalent of the price of four light fruits?......." Mo Fan suddenly realized, no wonder the village chief would say that expensive sentence.
The village chief thought of the taxes to be paid, and his face showed a slight embarrassment: "The income in the village is already shallow, and now the Gray family has raised the tax privately, I'm afraid that this life will be difficult."
"Didn't I tell that family the night before yesterday that if there was a problem, let their little marquis Duke come to me? Mo Fan thought of the scene the night before yesterday and felt relieved to the village chief.
The village chief shook his head and sighed lightly: "It's not that I don't believe that you can solve this matter, it's just that you don't pay taxes, it's not a long-term way."
"Can you tell me, village chief, how much tax is missing?" Listening to the village chief's emotion, Mo Fan didn't know the meaning of these words. I'm afraid that I took a fancy to this fruit grove, first talked about the difficulties, and then borrowed money in a good way.
The village chief showed a hint of embarrassment, but since the words had been said to this point, he didn't hide it: "In the past, our tax was thirty silver coins per person, but since the Gray family bought this land, the tax has been raised to one gold coin. There are more than 3,000 people in the village, and more than 3,000 gold coins are needed a year."
"More than 3,000 gold coins?...... How much tax have you raised now, village chief?" Mo Fan only felt that his head was big for a while, and a light fruit was only half a silver coin, and a hundred silver coins could be exchanged for a gold coin. If you want to get more than 3,000 gold coins, you need to sell as many light fruits.
The village chief's embarrassed expression became a little thicker, and he stretched out a finger: "One thousand gold coins, the annual success of these years is not good, and the natural disasters of last year are added, so, so ......."
"In other words, the village chief, you are still short of more than two thousand gold coins." Mo Fan was speechless for a while, he really couldn't figure out why a village of three thousand people had raised a thousand gold coins. No wonder they were so embarrassed the night before.
The village chief scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly: "Actually, if the Gray family didn't raise taxes privately, we wouldn't be so bad." So I thought if I could borrow some gold coins from you, so that we could pay the taxes first and pay them back slowly."
"A light fruit is only fifty copper coins, so two thousand gold coins is not a small amount." Mo Fan was embarrassed for a while, and made a rough calculation, this forest of green fruits was not enough at all.
The village chief looked at Mo Fan expectantly, and saw that he looked slightly disappointed, after all, such a large sum of money had not been known for a long time: "That's it, let's take our time to figure it out."
"Wait a minute, I won't hide it from you, in fact, I'm penniless now. The two thousand gold coins you said, I'm willing to give it a try. I'll go to Shengyan City later, and if I get it, I'll borrow it from you, and if I can't get it, I can't do anything." After all, he is under the fence and lives in other people's villages. Now that the village chief has opened his mouth, if he doesn't do something, he really can't do it.
The village chief was overjoyed and thanked Mo Fan for a while: "In this way, I will be tired, and now I have some things at home, so I will go home first."
"Wait, wait...... You can take these light fruits back and give them to your family to taste." Seeing that the village chief was leaving, Mo Fan hurriedly picked a few light fruits and handed them to the village chief.
The village chief took the light fruit with a smile and trotted happily in the direction of his house. After all, the magician is powerful, and it is impossible to live in the village for the rest of his life. If you want to live a safe and stable life, you must pay this tax.
Xiong An had just listened to the conversation between the village chief and Mo Fan, and it was inconvenient to interject. At this time, seeing the village chief walking away, he couldn't help but ask: "The mentor's two thousand gold coins is not a small amount, is it a little inappropriate for you to agree to him so easily."
"Can I refuse? Don't forget, I'm still living in your village." Mo Fan shook his head and sighed gently, it seemed that it was time to think about the money.
Xiong An thought that this was indeed the case, and took the easy fruit in his hand and took a bite again: "The master's thoughts are not wrong, but how should these two thousand gold be used?"
"How?......". When Mo Fan spread his hands and just wanted to say that he didn't know, he saw the potholed light fruit that was gnawed by Xiong An, and thought of the feeling of eating this fruit for the first time in the Endless Forest, and a brilliant idea came to mind: "Maybe I can, make something, and I can earn more than two thousand gold coins."
"What does a mentor do? Xiong An burped and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve without any image. Such a valuable fruit tastes really good.
Mo Fan pointed to the light fruit that was bitten by Xiong An, and only half of it was left, as well as the flowers under his feet: "You can make it with these things."
"Light fruit and flower ?......". Xiong An's eyes were full of suspicion, what use could these things be used together.
Mo Fan didn't answer, just spread out his palm, and rays of light flew out from his palm. A light fruit faded away when it came into contact with the light, and a ball of juice was wrapped in the light, floating towards the palm of the hand and began to spin. Grains of pollen poured into the juice, and then the light flourished. A wine jar gradually changed from virtual to solid, juice flew into the wine jar, and after a while, the thick aroma of wine became tangy.
Xiong An was dumbfounded, yesterday's shovel and today's wine jar, is there really a magician who has such a skill: "Mentor, what the hell is going on?"
"You said this jar of wine, but in fact, when your winemaking skills reach the top, you can do the same." Mo Fan looked at the wine jar that had been sealed, and replied casually.
Xiong An thought of the magical scene floating in the air yesterday, and the countless knowledge that he had gotten up this morning, and he smacked his lips and didn't ask more. Maybe those questions have the answers in your mind.
"You have picked some light fruits and flowers, and when I come back from the Holy Flame City, I will continue to brew." Mo Fan carefully hugged the wine jar and commanded Xiong An for a while.
Xiong An nodded, turned around and started picking light fruits directly. Mo Fan kicked the little turtle, and the elemental power surged, and the little turtle turned into a big turtle and lay in front of Mo Fan. After a while, the little turtle carried Mo Fan and ran quickly in the direction of Shengyan City.