Fan Mi, Yin Rong saw that Xin had already found food again, and knew that it would not work to use food to blackmail the countrymen.

They could only sit there quietly on their knees, waiting for the end of the deliberations of the people.

Xin looked at Fan Boyu again, he obviously didn't know that Xin was already preparing to cut him again.

"Manned Boyu." Xin raised her voice again.

Everyone was quiet, and Xin at this time already had a bit of majesty.

Even Fan Boyu, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but shudder.

"What did the gentleman call me?" Fan Boyu asked.

Xin said again: "What is the land of my Xinyi? How many of them are public fields? ”

Fan Boyu breathed a sigh of relief, and it turned out that he was asking this question.

He expertly spelled out some numbers.

"There is so much land in Xinyi since ancient times." Fan Boyu said.

Although he is against Xin everywhere, he is still very clear about what he has to do.

"Well, it's worthy of being a carrier." Xin said again.

Fan Boyu still didn't understand why Xin asked him these questions.

But Fan Mi's face changed slightly, and he had already sensed something.

"Gentleman, what do you want to ask?" Fan Mi spoke.

"Zaishi is responsible for measuring my Xinyi land and calculating my Xinyi tribute, so I'll just ask a little." Xin said again: "By the way, I remember that the Zaishi is also in charge of our caravan in Xinyi, isn't it?" ”

Fan Boyu was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his voice: "Yes." ”

"Then can you tell us about our business in Xinyi this year?"

"Xinyi doesn't have any output, but I help everyone exchange food or wine for some other materials, and every time the merchant's account is in the township school, what is there to say."

Unexpectedly, Fan Boyu did not tell about his presence in the caravan as before.

The commercial system of Xinyi is still a very old Gongyi monopoly system.

The things that merchants can sell are only a part of all goods, such as all kinds of grain, vegetables, birds, feathers, animal feathers, and so on.

The gongyi was responsible for the sale of wine, furs, livestock, and so on.

Merchants used to buy all kinds of goods in the eup, and then bring them to other eupons to sell.

The goods that were franchised were collected from the euphemism and sold in a unified manner.

The profit after the sale is divided proportionally between the euphem and the person who contributed the goods.

These franchised goods, like the salt and iron of Qi, were hard currencies with high profits.

The caravans were generally composed of ordinary merchants and other officials in charge of commerce, and the caravans in Xinyi were led by the families of the three elders in turn.

Generally speaking, the people of the Sanlao family are only responsible for managing the accounts, and the specific operations are actually the responsibility of the merchants.

"Merchant Mao Yi." Xin spoke again.

The crowd of Chinese people squeezed out a lean man with dark eyes, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Fan Boyu's face.

Fan Boyu frowned slightly, and finally felt that this matter was not simple.

"Mao Yi, how much millet did you sell last year?" Xin asked again.

"It's not much, one hundred and fifty stones of millet from each family were collected in Xinyi, and all of them were sold in Ganlu, half of which was exchanged for money, and half for pottery and some farm tools."

"Oh, what goods have we sold besides grain?"

"Then there are the goods that are sold in the city, animal skins, livestock, and wine."

"Oh, what about the accounts of what was sold?"

"Because we want to share the profits with the people, the deed of the sale of these goods must be handed over to the carrier, and it is not in the hands of our merchants."

Merchants are actually only responsible for running errands, and they can't get their hands on the goods they specialize in.

A trace of cold sweat flowed from Fan Boyu's head.

No matter how stupid he is, he knows what Xin is going to do.

Because he has been greedy for a lot from these "payments"!

Chinese people can read and count, but most of them can't read.

Every time Mao Yi sells a piece of goods, he will make a deed with the other party.

These deeds were all in Fan Boyu's hands, and then according to the numbers on the deed, the points were given to the countrymen.

Some honest and illiterate Chinese, Fan Boyu deliberately said that the price of the goods they sold was low.

Anyway, they couldn't read, and they couldn't read the words on the deed.

Therefore, these deeds will not reach the hands of the Chinese people at all, and they are all placed in Fan Boyu's home.

The name is called: safekeeping.

Occasionally, someone found that their things were different from other people's or the prices of previous years, so Fan Boyu let go and casually found an excuse to fool the past.

For example, the wear and tear on the road, such as being wet by the rain, such as this year's "market".

And the literate people in the Yi are basically family members of the three elders.

They colluded with each other, and the expiration date of the Chinese people very tacitly concealed the true numbers on the deed.

The Chinese people who have been overdue for a long time have never felt that there is anything wrong.

After all, many Chinese people have never had the opportunity to leave Xinyi in their lifetime.

They have always lived in a relatively closed environment, and it is difficult for them to receive information from the outside.

What happens to the prices of various commodities each year is known only to those who can regularly visit other eups.

Even if someone occasionally finds something wrong, they will be given different degrees of "lessons" by a big family like Fan Boyu.

Who dares to continue to ask?

Several big families have joined forces to completely blind many Chinese people.

And Xin You, he knew for a long time that there was something greasy in this, but he had no tangible evidence.

This kind of rough technique is too easy to leave flaws.

That is, several big families have been oppressing the Chinese people for a long time, and they don't even bother to use more clever means to deceive the Chinese people.

Who will give them the right to speak?

Xin You's ancestors were also aware of the problem.

After all, the Xin family has been reading from generation to generation, and they also have to check the book deeds.

But if the Xin family wants to manage Xinyi, they must rely on the family of the three elders.

So no one has ever pierced this matter, and these money earned for no reason are called "road money".

It means the money that a merchant can get as long as he goes on the road, which is the "errand fee".

Over time, this kind of thing has become the "unspoken rule" of Xinyi.

The reason why Xin took this matter is because he knows that this is the death hole of the three old families.

If it is a public regulation, Fan Boyu can pump water from profits every time he "goes out of tolerance", which is one thing.

But deceiving the Chinese people and lowering the price of their goods is another matter.

"I'd like to know how much our Xinyi furs can sell for outside in recent years." Xin said again: "Master Zai, can you take out the book deed that sold the fur, I can take a look?" ”

"This ......" Fan Boyu was already a little flustered: "These things have been piled up in my home all year round, some have been eaten by rats, and some have been rotted by the rain, so I can't see them clearly." ”

"Oh, I see." Xin said again: "That Mao Yi, I remember that last year, our Xin family looked at the house and captured a black bear, and you went to Ganlu to sell that black bear Pito, how much did it cost?" ”

"I remember selling it for eighty dollars." Mao Yiyi: "There is a pledge of Ganlu as evidence." ”

If a merchant wants to sell something, he must obtain the consent of the city in the Ganlu market, and the price and management fee are all stipulated, and they cannot be faked.

"Well, how much can you leave after paying the fees of the Ganlu Market, as well as the losses you have along the way, and the fees given to your merchants in the city?" Xin continued to ask.

“…… Seventy-four dollars should be returned to the city. Mao Yi replied.

"What?! Return seventy-four dollars?! At this time, Xin Wang, who had captured the black bear, stood up: "Didn't you say that this bear skin was sold for sixty yuan, and after removing those expenses, give me thirty yuan, and the city accounted for twenty-five yuan?" ”

Xin Wang pulled Mao Yi's clothes and asked.

Mao Yiyi's face was aggrieved: "I'm just a businessman, pulling down the goods of Xinyi and selling Ganlu." Ganlu charges 10% tax, and I earn 10% of the remuneration, how dare I make a mistake? ”

"But I only got thirty dollars, not enough to buy a stone of grain!" Xin Wang was furious.

Mao Yi stopped talking, and everyone's eyes gradually converged on Fan Boyu.

After all, it was Fan Boyu who gave Xin Wang money in the end.

"Fan Boyu, you lied to me?" Xin Wang pointed angrily.

Fan Boyu's eyes flashed: "What bear skin?" I think it sold for sixty bucks! How can a businessman be allowed to talk nonsense? ”

"I'm not talking nonsense! That's eighty-two dollars! There are not many black bear skins a year! Mao Yi actually bit Fan Boyu and didn't let go.

"Mao Yi! Have you really figured it out? ”

At this time, Fan Mi couldn't sit still either, and stood up to threaten Mao Yi.

"I am a merchant of Xinyi, how can I expire as a citizen of Xinyi!? Fan Boyu took the money from me after the sale of the bear skin, deliberately said that the price was low, and took away the extra fourteen yuan! Not only the Xin Wang family, but every other family did this! After a trip to business, he took nearly a hundred dollars from the profits from the goods you entrusted him to sell! ”