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Zi Baifeng watched the four dogs go away at the door, looked up at the sun in the sky, the sun was so hot, ten thousand rays of light sprinkled, but it could not illuminate Zi Baifeng's heart, he looked at the sun, let the sun shine on the corners of his eyes tears.

After a long time, Zi Baifeng lowered his head, and saw Yan Lao Wu wearing a ragged leather coat standing in front of him.

"Why don't you take it?"

"I can't just watch them not survive. Zi Baifeng seemed to be answering Yan Lao Wu, and he seemed to be answering himself.

"If they can't live, what do they have to do with you? If you don't take it, someone will take it. "Yan Lao Wudao.

Although the truth is simple, not everyone can figure it out.

Zi Baifeng looked at the old man in front of him, before he came, it was this old man who collected taxes.

"Besides, peasants are cheap, and although the mountains are barren, they can always feed one person, and they can always survive. Yan Lao Wu seemed to be extricating Zi Baifeng, but he seemed to be relieving himself.

For a long time, Zi Baifeng actually made himself a village is a very real and challenging game, he has always thought that he has the trick of raising demons and the memory of his previous life, and the two cooperate with each other, and he will not be easily stumped.

Moreover, being a dog official or something, it seems to be a very interesting thing, with a few evil slaves, with ancestral stone carvings to bully men and women or something, it sounds quite emotional.

But now he has found that many things are not as simple as he imagined. He's playing life, but life isn't a game.

These people, Daddy, Little Stone, Auntie, Yan Lao Wu, Uncle Zhuzi, Lao Tuozi, Xiao Tuozi, Blind Mother-in-law, and Four Dogs, are all living people, with joys and angers, sorrows and joys, flesh and blood, skin and bones.

He always felt that collecting a tax was a big deal. In the previous life, the weight of taxation was the first in the world, and all kinds of harsh taxes were collected unconsciously, and there were not many people who couldn't survive. When I was a child, I also saw farmers pay public grain, one bag or two bags to the tractor, but the rest is more, everyone happily discussed, this year's harvest is not bad, and the public grain is also paid more. Even if it's two or three times more, it's just a little difficult.

He never thought that this world would be so poor.

Or, there are poor people in every world, but he doesn't know the way.

"If you don't take them, don't try to take anyone else's. Yan Lao Wu seemed to be warning and prophesying.

Zi Baifeng clenched his fists and looked up at Yan Lao Wu: "Old man, please help me." ”

Yan Lao Wu closed his eyes, shook his head, and sighed: "That's it, that's it...... This wicked person, let me Yan Lao Wu be the one, Xiucailang, you have a bright future, if you become a big official in the future, don't forget that I will go down to Yan Village......"

"Nope. Zi Baifeng let go of his fist, stood up straight, looked at Yan Lao Wu in front of him, and said: "This tax, my Zi Baifeng will not pay, I will go to Yan Village, I will not pay!"

"Don't be stupid, you don't want to be an official, I don't want to be imprisoned. Yan Lao Wu raised his hand and gave Zi Baifeng a punch.

"No, old man. Zibai said, "Don't you think this tax is strange? We have paid every tax before." "Although Zi Baifeng didn't hear anything outside the window before, he still knew a little bit about the big thing of paying taxes, and every year there was a lot of uproar, and all kinds of things came out one after another.

"Moreover, three times the tax is too outrageous!" Zibai said.

"Actually...... This is not too outrageous...... "Yan Lao Ai Ai Dao, although the old man only knows seventeen words, but he can understand it in his heart, in the previous years, which years are younger, which years are more - this is basically not - he knows very well in his heart. In total, there are almost three years of back taxes.

"This is a capable person. I heard the fourth child say that the best person in the tax class is not the tax officer, but the account office. A powerful account office can sort out taxes and fees clearly, without any mess. The tax collector changes every year, and the account room is fixed. However, the old account room was dizzy, and it was becoming less and less useful, and several apprentices didn't understand it, so the accounts were messed up. ”

If it weren't for that, the old man wouldn't dare to evade taxes easily.

"You mean, there are capable people?" Zi Baifeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

He suddenly had an idea.

"Old man, I have an idea, but I don't know if it will be successful...... Well, I'm going to sort out the accounts in the village first and see what I can do. ”

When the old man heard Zi Baifeng say this, he suddenly became puzzled: "You say...... Will that work?"

Someone can sort out the accounts, and naturally there are people who can make the accounts unclear, this old man can still turn the corner, but how to operate, the old man has seven tricks and six tricks - none of them.

"It should work. Zi Baifeng silently recalled what he had learned, although most of the classes were sleeping, but the university was actually admitted, if it was about computing ability, Zi Baifeng did not dare to say that he was the top here, but he thought about it, in a small city, is there any master? Of course, the accounts are not just calculated, Zi Baifeng still learned some accounting knowledge in the personal finance course he chosen.

Despite this, Zi Baifeng returned to the house, but he couldn't help but have a big head, and the accounts of this room could be counted until the Year of the Monkey.

But thinking of his own plan, Zi Baifeng forced himself to calm down.

If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?

This little difficulty retreated, what will I do in the future?

Opened those documents one by one, spread them out on the table, and began to transcribe, at the beginning, Yan Lao Wu was still helping, but after a while, he began to yawn, and took the wrong few times, and helped back, so he was sent back to rest by Zi Baifeng, leaving only Zi Baifeng himself.

Zi Baifeng holds a pen in one hand and a document in the other. Since I was a child, I went south with my father, and I had to be careful in my life, Zi Baifeng had a good calculation, but in the future, I was obsessed with reading, and the abacus was a little wasted, and I miscalculated a few times, so I slowly became familiar with it.

Yan Lao Wu listened outside for a while, and then heard the sound of crackling abacus from inside, like a murmuring stream, flowing water dingdong, endless, never broken.

After a while, Zi Baifeng felt that his left hand was extremely sore, and he moved his wrist to look at the documents and accounts that were still piled up and had not yet been processed, and he was suddenly a little deflated.

Suddenly, he slapped his head: "I'm stupid!"

He moved his wrist, picked up the brush, dipped it in water, and wrote on the abacus.

The abacus mantra of addition......, subtraction, multiplication and division was written on the abacus one by one, and I saw that the beads began to tremble, and I crackled and beat non-stop, as if I was alive, and I almost couldn't catch it.

When Zi Baifeng finished writing all the formulas, the abacus jumped out of Zi Baifeng's hand and jumped on the table, and Zi Baifeng spent a lot of effort to press it on the table.

"One hundred and seventy-two, multiplied by twenty-one. Zi Baifeng read a few numbers in his mouth, and saw that the abacus beads crackled and moved by themselves, and the results appeared in an instant.

Zi Baifeng mentally checked it, and sure enough, it was right, and then tried a few additions, subtractions, multiplication and divisions, all without error.

"Not bad!" Zibai admired himself in style, "In the future, I will break into the world with my abacus." ”

was so proud that he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water, so Zi Baifeng continued to calculate.

After a long time, the door of the study creaked open, and Xiaoshi walked in with a food box and said, "Brother, my mother asked me to bring you food." ”

"Hmm. Zibai didn't raise the limelight and continued to calculate and sort out.

"Brother, what are you busy with......" Xiao Shi lay in front of the table, and was suddenly attracted by his crackling abacus, he stared blankly, looked at it for a long time, and sat down on the ground with a bang.

Zi Baifeng looked back and saw that Xiao Shi's eyes were gurgling, and they were about to become cross-eyed.

Worst!

Zi Baifeng forgot about the abacus.

"Brother, this is so fun. Xiao Shi didn't realize what he was looking at at at all, he lay on Zi Baifeng's lap and asked, "Brother, can you let me play?"

"Not now, I'm settling the score, and I'll let you play when I'm done. Zi Bai Feng said with a weak heart.

"Brother, you eat first, let me play first. Xiao Shi shoved the food box into Zi Baifeng's hand, reached out and grabbed the abacus, took it in his hand and shook it, the abacus was suddenly dissatisfied, and the abacus on both sides clamped to the middle, and suddenly caught Xiao Shi's fingers.

The little stone was in pain, and as soon as his hand was released, the abacus fell to the ground and jumped out of the room.

The small stone pounced on a tiger, pressed the abacus on the ground, and you pounced on me to fight in one place.

Zi Baifeng felt that his stomach was hungry and panicked, and he hurriedly opened the food box, and when he saw the two dishes and one soup inside, his index finger suddenly moved.

Although they are all meals that are so light that they don't even have some oil, Zi Baifeng, who is hungry to a certain extent, eats very deliciously.

Over there, the little stone and the abacus have already separated the winners and losers, the abacus is obediently held in the arms of the little stone, and the little stone is playing abacus chess with the abacus, you come and I am not happy.

That's kind of ...... The earliest handheld game console in this world. Zi Baifeng thought boredly.

Who would have thought, the little stone played for a while, and the abacus became more and more weak, and after a while, it stopped moving at all.

"Brother!" Xiao Shi's frightened little face turned pale, "The abacus is dead!"

Zi Baifeng looked fixedly, where was the death? It was that the spiritual power of the abacus had been exhausted, but Zi Baifeng could see clearly, but a part of the spirituality remained, seeping into the abacus, flickering with a ghostly light.

"Hey, isn't this abacus still qualified to become a demon?" Zi Baifeng was startled.

"Don't be afraid, it's not dead, it's tired. Zi Baifeng picked up the pen and rewrote the formula, and suddenly it was a good calculation.

He didn't worry much about explaining to Little Stone anymore...... This guy's nerves seem to be pretty rough......

The key is daddy...... Headache!

Threatening Xiao Shi not to tell his father about the abacus, otherwise he would not play with it, Xiao Shi hurriedly agreed.

In the afternoon, the little stone stayed here to help Zi Baifeng, and with that magical abacus, the little stone that seemed to be filled with an awl on his butt actually sat down rarely.