"It's better not to pay taxes. It's not easy for me to grow food. That's the real love for the people like children!" Bai Lian curled his lips and dared not agree.

In ancient times, the output was low. If you pay for food, people with more people and less land will not have enough food.

Not to mention those tenant tenants who have no land, there is not much left after the exploitation by the landlord and the court.

"Where does the country's food feed the army!" Uncle Luo rolled his eyes.

Is it easy for him to raise so many people!

So many people have to pay salaries, and the treasury is not as full as before, because he cancelled the "population tax."

"It won't be enough to collect more taxes from the rich!" Bai Lian spread his hands. "I heard that the landlord's master throws away the wasteful food every year than I pay more taxes!"

This is the truth, Zhumen wine and meat are smelly, and the road has frozen bones.

Uncle Luo's eyes flickered, and he didn't speak, but helped Li Yongnian carry the grain into the ox cart.

Bailian wanted to see the ancient county government with his own eyes and experience how to pay taxes, so she went with her.

Because Bailian has cows at home, many people have agreed to go together.

But more people choose to go on their own, because generally the land at home is not more than ten acres, so everyone will go with it.

"Yongnian, your cow is such a good cow!" Leizi looked at Li Xiaoniu with envy.

This is the strongest cow he has ever seen.

"Eat a lot, and grow stronger." Li Yongnian smiled.

The people in their family have never been hungry for this Li Xiaoniu, and Li Xiaoniu's food trough is always full, for fear of starving it.

Li Xiaoniu rolled his eyes when seeing so many people looking at him, he, is he still strong?

That was when I didn't see my peak, it was much stronger than now.

It's just that after being sealed for so many years, I'm hungry and thin.

The people in the village need to pay a lot of food, either two or three people carry it together, or a cart, or take advantage of Bailian's ox cart.

Uncle Luo looked at the peasants in twos and threes on the road around him. Everyone was carrying a bag of grain and their clothes were patched. He looked a little uncomfortable.

I have worked very hard.

Why are people still living so hard?

It is rare to see big fat people on the road, but those officials who come to the court are very thin.

Maybe people are naturally fat or thin, but the environment still accounts for a large part.

Although farmers don't have to pay the "population tax", they still have to pay grain to the court.

However, some peasants with small land and large population are already very difficult to live.

Uncle Luo was in a mixed mood, thinking of what Bai Lian said, with mixed feelings in his heart.

I have to raise the army and the officials. Some money must be used to help the disaster-hit areas.

If not, it is not enough.

Farmers will not have enough to eat if they harvest.

So, cut the rich?

Uncle Luo secretly figured out that the big profiteer Shuiyunli could earn a hundred taels of silver for a meal, and once he cut him, he could beat many people.

"Lao San, let me put some food!" Old Li's voice suddenly came.

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, it was indeed Elder Li, maybe he saw them, Elder Li hurried over here panting with food.

It's a little far away from the village, but there are still many people in the village, because everyone is paying food these days, it is inevitable to see it.

Moreover, there are still many people who use Bailian's ox cart to pull food together, so there are not many people.

"Okay, okay!" Li Yongnian was taken aback, his eyes caught the grain and placed it on the ox cart.

There are three acres of land left in the house of Mr. Li, and he has to pay 50 catties of grain, which makes him very painful.

There was not much food, and some had to be handed in. The rest was eaten tightly, and there was no food left to sell.

Where can I get money at home?

The boss seems to have really failed the rankings, and Father Li has been depressed for two days, but what can we do?

Boss Li is a talented scholar. It is reasonable to say that taxes can be reduced or exempted, but he has not yet gone to the government to transfer the land to the name of the boss.

And-because of Xie Zhu's affairs, Old Man Li didn't want to put the land under the name of Mr. Li.

Because, Xie Zhuyou and Mr. Li grew up a little bit similar, plus the thing about the Li Wang clan, Mr. Li still felt that it was more appropriate to put it under his own name.

However, this does not mean that he gave up the boss.

Because the boss can take another exam.

next time.

Next time, the boss will definitely pass the exam!

However, there is no money in the family, so Father Li turned his attention to Li Yongnian, who bought the hill and hired him. Apart from Zhang Youenzhong's understanding of Yuan, the village is the most popular in Li Yongnian's family.

Bai Lian saw her father subconsciously taking the food, glanced at Old Man Li, and did not speak.

After all, there is no big problem now, let's do this first!

There are so many people here, you can't let others feel that they don't respect their elders.

Although they are no longer their elders, there will always be people who subconsciously think that Old Man Li is their elder.

Uncle Luo glanced at Old Man Li and asked unconsciously, "How many people are in the old man's family, how much land, and how much food should I pay?"

This old man looks very tidy, and his clothes are semi-new. He looks gentle and elegant. He must be living well at home.

Uncle Luo knew about the situation of Bai Lian's house, but he knew the old man Li's name, but he didn't know what he looked like. He thought this old man was an ordinary family in the village.

"My family has three sons and one daughter, four granddaughters, and one grandson. The family has three acres of land and has to pay fifty shi." The old man Li glanced at Li Yongnian, and his tone was a little smug when he spoke.

He didn't count Li Yongnian's family, and felt that he was quite proud of it, as if Li Yongnian was abandoned and wanted to come back but he didn't want it.

Li Yongnian's eyes dimmed a bit, but he was relieved immediately.

He still has children and his wife and mother.

"Is it enough to eat?" Uncle Luo frowned. It must be tight with this calculation.

I don't know how many such families there are. It seems that a new plan has to be drawn up. The standards for the rich and the farmers should have changed.

"Enough! My son is a scholar, and I am a gentleman in the town!" Father Li heard someone ask, and the answer was louder.

Li Yongnian has money in his family, and he has to plan well if he wants him to come back.

"Xiucai has no salary, how much money does the husband have a month?" Uncle Luo continued to ask questions without feeling embarrassed.

He is a good emperor who loves his people like a child!

Learn about the suffering of the people!

"Five money a month." Old man Li's voice was a little proud, and he glanced at Li Yongnian secretly.

If, if Li Yongnian felt that he wanted to return to the scholarly family's home, as long as he handed over the formula and Xiaoshan, he would agree.

The humiliation of the last recipe has been selectively forgotten by Mr. Li. After all, the last time Li Wang’s "fire fighting" incident was too shocking. He eagerly hopes that he can have a lot of money and land.

Boss Li...is it his seed?

Also, Li Yongnian has become more and more prosperous. Recently, Mr. Li was told by Li Wang and Liu Meijun that it was Li Yongnian who had sucked away the enthusiasm of the family.

Therefore, the boss was not admitted.

If Li Yongnian is "taken" back, my family will be better and better!

"Five coins? Not bad!"

Uncle Luo nodded. One mu of land had to pay more than a dozen stones. It was a bit heavier, but he finally did not starve to death.

It seems that taxation is really about to change.

Leizi curled his lips on the side, thinking in his heart that the old house for so many years was not dependent on Grandpa Li's wages, but Grandma Ciying's dowry.