Chapter 359 Doesn’t this cost money to raise?
Feng Hanhe looked at the girl in front of him: "Are you still trying to fool me?"
"No, I'm just afraid you'll get angry if you hear it."
"I forgive you."
"Your treasury is short of money."
Feng Hanhe was a little embarrassed by her question, but he had to nod and admit: "What emperor doesn't lack money?"
"That's true. This businessman actually has quite a bit of money."
"I know merchants make a lot of money, but how do we collect these taxes?"
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at Axiang: "Axiang, go get an account book."
Axiang nodded, turned around and went to her study to get an account book and placed it on the table.
Wen Zhenyi opened the account book and asked, "Do you understand this account book?"
"It's clear, with every day's income and expenditure clearly written down."
Wen Zhenyi handed him a bound receipt next to him and said, "This is the receipt for income and expenditure. It can correspond to every account."
Feng Hanhe took the two books from her hands and examined them. After comparing them, every stroke was clear: "This makes it clear at a glance."
"Do you think I earn a lot every day?"
"indeed."
"You can charge me a percentage of my profit tax after deducting costs."
"After deducting costs?"
"Of course, if you don't help me figure out the cost, I'll cry to death."
"That's true."
"How much do you think is appropriate?"
"You have to categorize it by industry. For some industries with low profits, you can charge less. For some industries with huge profits, you can charge more. However, to prevent tax evasion, you have to set up a government agency like this to conduct inspections."
“It’s going to take a lot of people.”
"This is not to increase the opportunities for your students to serve their country."
Feng Hanhe rolled his eyes at her and said, "Won't this cost money to raise?"
"Calculate how many people your taxes can support."
Feng Hanhe looked through her account book and saw her monthly income, which was nearly one hundred taels. This was only the income from her shop in town, not including other income.
Based on a 10% tax rate, her store would have to collect more than 100 taels of tax a year.
And there was more than one shop in the town, and the revenue from the tax was monstrous.
Even A Yu, who was standing beside him, could feel his rapid breathing. It was no secret that the treasury was empty. They had to build bridges, roads, and water conservancy projects.
If a natural disaster occurs, the silver and food for disaster relief have to be sent out continuously.
The taxation method that Wen Zhenyi mentioned can not only fill the national treasury, but also provide a continuous source of income.
"Miss, Miss." Xiong Lu ran in with two things in his hands.
Wen Zhenyi turned around and saw him: "Uncle Xiong Lu, what's wrong?"
"You, look." Xiong Lu handed her the thing in his hand.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the things in his hands curiously. One was a seal and the other was a blank paper. "Is there any problem with these two things?"
Xiong Lu turned the seal over, then placed the paper on it and pressed it: "Look."
Wen Zhenyi seemed to understand what he meant: "You mean printing."
Xiong Lu nodded quickly.
Feng Hanhe was drawn to their conversation and was a little confused: "What are you talking about?"
"Uncle Xiong Lu is talking about printing."
"Printing?" Feng Hanhe looked at her in confusion.
Wen Zhenyi told him about Xiong Lu's discovery.
Feng Hanhe understood a little: "You mean, you carve the characters on the wood board, then apply ink, put paper on it, and then you can print."
Xiong Lu nodded quickly.
Feng Hanhe frowned. "It's a good method, but it's too rigid. Although it's much faster than copying books, one wooden board can only print the same content, which is a bit useless."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and said, "What if it's movable type?"
"Movable type?" Several people turned to look at her.
Wen Zhenyi asked Axiang to find some small wooden blocks and some small sticks and place them on the table.
"For example, these wooden blocks are our current individual fonts. We put the required fonts into fixed frames and then print them. When we need to print other pages, we can re-layout them."
Feng Hanhe's eyes lit up. This would not only solve the problem of copying books, but also allow books to be produced in large quantities and quickly, thereby reducing the price of books.
"Okay, okay, that's a really good idea."
Xiong Lu was very happy because this way the children in the private school would have more books to read.
Although he was illiterate, he hoped that all the children in the private school could learn to read and not be like him.
Feng Hanhe looked at Xiong Lu and asked, "Will you come with me?"
Wen Zhenyi did not object, this might be an opportunity for Xiong Lu.
Xiong Lu shook his head and refused without thinking: "I like it here." After saying that, he ran away, fearing that he would be caught.
Feng Hanhe felt a little regretful, but he would not make things difficult for Xiong Lu, because he knew that if he created something that would benefit the country and the people in the future, there would definitely be memorials on his desk.
"Give this thing a name."
"Since it's movable type, let's print it."
"Okay, let's call it movable type printing." Feng Hanhe didn't expect that coming here would solve many of his problems: "How long can these instant noodles be kept?"
"I don't have a better way to preserve it right now. If it's sealed well and protected from moisture, it should be able to last for more than a year."
Feng Hanhe nodded: "Okay, I understand."
A Yu said at this time: "Master, we should go."
Feng Hanhe stood up and said, "I've been here for a few days, and I'm really reluctant to leave."
"If you have a suitable successor, you can retire early and enjoy life."
A Yu's face changed drastically. These words were extremely outrageous.
Feng Hanhe narrowed his eyes and looked at the person standing in front of her with a frank expression: "Do you know that this sentence of yours will bring you fatal disaster?"
"Know."
"You still say that even though you know it."
"We have to give young people a chance, don't we?"
Feng Hanhe shook his head helplessly: "It's not the time yet."
"It's better to throw it out there and train for a few years."
Feng Hanhe suddenly laughed: "That's a good idea. Do you want to serve as an official in the court?"
Wen Zhenyi shook his head: "I don't have such big ambitions and aspirations. Three meals a day, four seasons a year, my family is safe, and I live a rich life. That's enough."
Feng Hanhe felt a little regretful. If she had agreed, he would have allowed her to enter the court as an official, no matter what everyone said. Unfortunately, she had no such ambition. "I'd like to open a shop in the capital if I had the chance. It's too tiring to eat here."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "I will consider it."
Feng Hanhe left, just like when he came, he came quietly and left quietly.
When Mrs. Wen and the others returned, they found that the guests had already left: "Yi Yi, have the guests left?"
"Leave, he has important things to do."
"He looks quite powerful. I'd better avoid contact with people like him in the future."
"I know." Wen Zhenyi actually hoped that he would never see him again in this life.
Feng Hanhe's arrival and departure did not alarm too many people. Even Mayor Meng and County Magistrate Lei did not know that their boss had come to An County for a stroll.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
