After a brief dinner, Evan and the others continued their unfinished meeting. Compared to the tense atmosphere when discussing military exploits before, the nobles are now very relaxed.

What worries them the most is that they have negotiated a satisfactory outcome for both parties, and the rest will inevitably have a satisfactory result.

"In the previous fireside chat, some people complained to me that they could only live with food and clothing, and that taxes were too high."

Evan said as he looked at the nobles present, observing their reactions. Since ancient times, the aristocracy has always been concerned with two things, their own money and power, and everything else, operating around these two things.

In the afternoon, the military merit system has somewhat siphoned off the power in the hands of the nobles, and also allowed ordinary people to have a theoretical way to be promoted to the nobility.

Now that he mentioned the tax of the territory, it was equivalent to moving the money bags of the nobles, and it was impossible for them not to react at all.

Hearing this question, the nobles reacted quite violently, saying that the current tax is already very low and it is impossible to reduce it anymore. Many people reprimanded the person who raised the question on the spot, not only not grateful, but took the opportunity to provoke.

Anroos, on the other hand, seemed very calm, neither participating in the quarrel nor expressing any opinions.

He knew very well in his heart that judging from the reaction at the time, no matter what these people said, it would not discourage Evan's determination to do this part. It's just that he's a little unsure of what strange way Evan will come up with.

Whether it was the previous military merit system or the reports of his subordinates at the blacksmith shop, he had a huge curiosity about Aiwen.

Originally, I thought that my own lady had good potential in governing the territory, and if she could become a lord in the future, she should shine. I didn't expect that now, an even more outrageous young man would emerge from other places.

Seeing the excitement of the nobles, Ai Wen sneered in his heart, not to mention your money, the conditions are ripe in the future, and I dare to clean up the church, and look at your faces when the time comes.

If you don't say this, you can only think about it in your heart, and on the bright side, the old god Ai Wen was drinking tea and sitting there without saying a word.

The nobles argued for a while, and gradually looked at Evan who was sitting in the first place. The latter didn't say a word, but it was exactly the same as during the day, plus Anroos and the others didn't express their opinions.

This made the other nobles do not change anything but make noise, let alone put the grieving people in prison.

"If everything goes well and there is no war, I will start preparing after the autumn harvest. Before the beginning of spring next year, we will make adjustments to the current taxes."

Ai Wen's flat tone made the nobles' faces a little unbearable. Many people looked at the ministers sitting at the front, hoping that they would say something, but to their disappointment, the three men did not even lift their heads, as if they were asleep.

"Before any decision is made, there will be people who will oppose it, and there will be people who will agree with it. As lords, we must seek truth from facts, do more research and research before formulating policies, and think more about the problems and results that may occur. If you are sure that your decision will bring benefits to the territory, then no matter how much difficulty there is, how much resistance there is, you should push it forward. Time will tell."

Evan gently took Delores' small hand and said earnestly. Deloris looked at Evan a little confused, not knowing what to say.

Anroth sighed inwardly, and sure enough, as he thought, Evan made his decision very clear by teaching Delores. What he said to Deloris was not for his own people.

"Anroes, I've given you the task of investigating how many families there are in Laques, how many people are in each family, how many livestock, and what occupations they are engaged in. In addition, you need to find the right and reliable people to find out how much grain has been harvested and how much tax revenue has been paid in Laques over the years. It's a very important task, it has to be authentic, and it has to be done as soon as possible."

"Yes."

"Aven, can you tell anything?" Delores didn't quite understand.

"It's simple. The purpose of this is to give me a clearer understanding of the economy of the territory."

Evan looked at Deloris as if he didn't understand, smiled and reached out to smooth her forehead, explaining in more detail.

"Let's put it another way. If taxes are compared to a loaf of bread, we lords are the cooks who make bread. Why should I change the current tax system? Because the current practice is to give a piece of bread the size of your fist to the nobles and commoners. The nobles took most of it, and the commoners could only pick up some crumbs of bread. Do you think the civilians will be fed?"

Delores shook her head.

"If they don't have enough to eat, how can the people live? This is also the reason why you often see many people who can't survive and end up rebelling, or robbers and bandits running rampant. No matter how much the lord suppresses them, those people are like grasslands. Every year, new people appear. Delores, do you think the people would be willing to take this path if they could have enough to eat?"

The nobles in the chamber listened to Evan in shock, they had never heard these words before, and they had never thought about it themselves.

Now from the mouth of a young man, there is a feeling of absurdity, but what Evan said is not what they have heard, troublesome things. How can others understand this contradictory mentality?

Evan continued, "Then my approach is actually quite simple. The first step is to make the bread bigger. The original bread was only the size of a fist, and no matter how much you divided it, it was only that little, but if you could make the bread the same size as you, wouldn't it be easy to divide? By then, even if the nobles had taken most of it, the rest would have enough for the commoners to eat."

The confusion in Delores' eyes slowly faded, and she felt that she had grasped something.

"Once you've done the first step, it's time for the second step. In addition to making the bread bigger, the way we divide the bread is also important. What would you think as a citizen if we took as much bread away as we could? Many people will be negative, thinking that they have worked hard for a year anyway, and they will be taken away by your nobles when the time comes, so why should I work so hard, anyway, I am hungry, why should I feed your nobles. That's why Anroes would say that whether it's labor or farming, it's going to be very inefficient."

"So I'm going to change this system, because this system won't give our nobles the most money, but will only make both our nobles and commoners lose."

Aiwen's small voice exploded in the ears of every nobleman like thunder at this time, and out of the desire for money, every nobleman began to prick up their ears, listen carefully to the next words of Aiwen, looking for a solution, and completely forgetting their own indignation just now.

"So we can think differently, since we can't pocket all the gold coins, why don't we give some of the gold coins to the civilians?"

"But in this case, the civilians have more money, and we have less money, right?" Deloris asked rhetorically, a little puzzled.

"Yes. But you might as well think of it this way, if you are a commoner, and the income you have worked hard for a whole year, half of it will go to the lord, and the remaining half will have to pay messy taxes, and finally one percent will be left. Suddenly, the lord said, "You just have to pay me half of it, and the remaining half will be yours, and you won't have to pay taxes, and no one will take it away under all kinds of names, whatever you want." Would you be willing to let the grain be more productive?"

Not only Delores, but also the nobles present were all stunned, a lot of the content tonight was completely beyond imagination, and many people couldn't digest and absorb it for a while.

"Of course I do, as a civilian, I used to have only 10% of the food for myself, but now half of the food belongs to me. Does that mean that as long as I work harder and work harder, I can produce more food? I'll have more food income for myself."

"It seems that we have given some of the money belonging to the nobles to the commoners, but in the end we will harvest more gold than these gold coins. Because the common people are willing to work more, to work harder, to make the bread bigger, and in the process, they can get more, and we can get more."

Looking at Deloris thoughtfully, Evan knew that she had understood her words.

He glanced at the other nobles sitting below, and as for whether these people could figure it out, it was not on his radar. Everything that needs to be said has been said, and how much they can understand depends on their own ability.

"So what you asked Anroes to do before was to determine how much tax should be collected from the civilians, and the rest would be given to the civilians." Deloris whispered.

"Correct. In any case, there is a way to keep in mind. Before you do anything, you should think about how the other person will react if I do it. It's called empathy, and it can be used for a lifetime." Evan finally admonished.

"I see. Aven, you've taught me so much, thank you!" Deloris thanks.

Evan smiled and turned to look at President Carl in the corner, "President Carl, I'll teach you how to make steel later. There are flaws in it, and you and your trusted subordinates need to think more about it, and it's troublesome."

"It's okay, Knight Aven. Tonight's words made me feel like I had lived half my life in vain. Perhaps you are the angel God has sent to earth to make us stronger."

Evan listened and smiled. He looked out the window, he had never believed in God or angels, but knowledge could really change everything. If there really are gods and angels, maybe they are human beings themselves, right?

"Adjournment, Horst, remember tomorrow's training......