The seats are made of delicate and ornate mahogany, carved with patterns, which is particularly noble and elegant.

In front of the chair, there was a large table, piled with folds and papers.

"Hey, what are those folds, so thick?" Qin Fan walked to the front of the table, stretched out his hand to open a notebook, and then said in surprise.

"This is this year's tax distribution plan, and this plan is in charge of the Lin family." Fat county Cheng said.

Qin Fan was surprised for a while, he didn't expect that the Lin family was really powerful, and even these trivial things were managed in an orderly manner.

"Also, this is about this year's autumn grain plan." Fat County Cheng continued.

"Well, this is about next year's harvest plan."

Qin Fan turned another page.

"This is about this year's tax budget plan."

The fat county kept introducing, and after a while, several plans were introduced.

"Qin Fan, what else do you need? I've got you covered." Fat County Cheng said to Qin Fan.

"Well, thank you, Lord Prefectural."

Qin Fan said, put the account books aside, then picked up a stack of papers and looked at them carefully.

"Write whatever else you need." Fat county Cheng said.

Qin Fan didn't bother with the county, but looked at it seriously.

These plans are all in accordance with the usual practice, the annual autumn grain plan and the autumn grain production plan.

Qin Fan was not impressed by many of these plans, but some of them impressed him deeply.

For example, the autumn grain output in this plan, Qin Fan was a little unhappy after reading it.

"Obviously there is only about 300 stones, why do you write 10,000 catties, don't you know that 10,000 catties is enough?" Qin Fan frowned and said.

The fat county said, "We are here according to the regulations, if you are not satisfied, you can go and protest to the emperor."

Qin Fan didn't bother with the fat county, but looked down at the data in the account book.

"The yield of these autumn grains is still a little worse."

Qin Fan looked at the account book and said, "Next year, the output of these autumn grains must be increased by at least four times, otherwise we will not be able to make the difference at all."

"It's not easy to quadruple." Fat County Cheng was stunned and said.

"To tell you the truth, our county government only pays more than 1,500 taels of silver every month."

"In that case, we'll have to pay one-third of it every year. It's impossible to have such a huge number."

"Of course I do." Qin Fan nodded and said, "With so much money, even if you add your taxes, it's only about 12,000 taels."

"How do you know so clearly?" Fat County Cheng asked in surprise.

Qin Fan smiled slightly and said, "I really haven't read much, so I don't understand."

"But I grew up in the world of rural villagers, so I still have a little bit of knowledge."

"Your plans seem reasonable, but in fact, they are full of loopholes, and the loopholes are too big."

"Tell me, what's wrong with this?" Fat County Cheng asked.

"First of all, this plan must not make the people feel that the court is going to collect taxes."

Qin Fan pointed to one of the small mistakes and said.

"Look here, there are people who can't grow rice in their fields, but they grow a large area of barren land."

"This." The fat county Cheng was a little hesitant, he also discovered this mistake, but he didn't pay attention to it for a while, and Qin Fan said that it was broken.

Qin Fan said, "This is because you people are greedy and pervert the law, regardless of the life and death of the people, but not the suffering of the people."

"If you do this, you will attract the anger of the people."

After listening to Qin Fan's words, the fat county Cheng's face became a little embarrassed.

Qin Fan continued, "I just took a look, and this plan is deliberately reducing some of the grain."

"W-how is this possible?" Fat County's eyes widened

, some incredulous.

Qin Fan said, "There are no absolute things in this world, only absolute rights."

"You are going to rebel, you must know that so many taxes will anger the government, and your life will not be saved at that time."

The fat county said angrily.

Qin Fan smiled faintly: "You should understand that these people are not having a good time."

"But you can't do that either." Fat county Cheng said.

Qin Fan smiled faintly and said, "I'm just stating the facts, if you don't want to listen, that's okay, I won't force it."

Hearing Qin Fan's words, the fat county Cheng was silent.

He knew that what Qin Fan said was right, the living standards of the people were indeed more difficult, but it was not as Qin Fan said.

After all, this is 10,000 catties of grain, and this value is not a small amount.

This amount of food is enough for their county government to eat, drink and have fun for a long time.

The fat county Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you and do as you say."

As he spoke, the fat county man stood up and said to Qin Fan, "Then do as you say."

"Good."

Qin Fan nodded, then picked up a brush and began to write and draw on it.

At this time, the obese county Cheng also stood aside, watching Qin Fan's movements.

Half an hour passed, and Qin Fan wrote a letter of resignation.

The resignation letter said that the tax on autumn grain next year will be increased, but it cannot be raised again, otherwise he will not work as a county magistrate and resign and go into hiding.

The letter of resignation was written very briefly, but it contained a great deterrent.

"Lord Prefectural Order, since we have reached an agreement, please send someone to send this letter of resignation to the Emperor's Imperial Study."

"In addition, your county lieutenant, Lord Lin, also needs to write a report, write a detailed plan report to the emperor, and ask the emperor to approve it personally."

Qin Fan said lightly.

"Okay."

The fat county nodded.

Then he went out and immediately arranged for the official to do it.

And Qin Fan also continued to bury his head in the account books and worked hard to write.

It wasn't until the evening that the books were finished.

For the whole day, Qin Fan stayed in the house and didn't say a word.

But he didn't get tired and was still very excited.

"Haha, it seems that I am really a genius, and I can think of so many ways to earn more silver."

Qin Fan laughed narcissistically.

He has already thought of a new way, this plan can transfer all the 10,000 catties of grain to the mountains.

In this way, the grain production on the mountain will be doubled.

In this way, the people not only do not have to worry about the lack of food, but can even save a lot of food.

This is also the best solution that Qin Fan has come up with.

"It's a good plan, it's good."

Looking at the plan written by Qin Fan, an official couldn't help but applaud.

He was fat and said with a flattering look, "Lord Qin, it seems that our plan is really useful. Have you really figured it out?"