Southern suburbs.
By the stream, a young man in a short brown shirt was squatting under a big tree, staring at a small piece of paper in his hand in a daze.
"Brother Luo! Brother Luo!"
After hearing a few shouts, the man looked back and saw a silly boy of about sixteen or seventeen running towards him.
"Brother Luo, has your family paid the tax?"
The silly boy came under the big tree and asked the older man.
During this period, the only thing people talked about in the village was complaining to each other.
The man called Luo Ge stared at him blankly, nodded first, and then shook his head.
The stunned boy asked again: "Did you pay it or not?"
Luo Ge replied: "Yes...I have."
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The stunned boy asked hurriedly: "How much more did you pay?"
He did not ask how much was paid, but how much more was paid. This shows that paying more taxes is the national condition.
Because the people lacked currency, the conversion of summer taxes was very expensive.
Luo Ge shook his head and said, "No... not much."
There was a hint of smugness and disbelief in his tone.
"How is that possible? Didn't you say yesterday that you didn't have any copper coins at home? Then the official said, "Can't you pay more?"
“Really…really.”
Luo Ge nodded: "Really not... not much, I... I only paid four dou of rice this time."
"What? Sidou?"
The dumbfounded boy exclaimed, "How is this possible? Even if the official didn't use the discount to ask for more money from you, we still have to bear the tax on the public land. All in all, your family should pay at least 400 coins. Four dou of rice can only be sold for 200 coins at most. How could they ask for less money from you?"
The regular taxes in the Song Dynasty were not very high. The average summer tax was only about five and a half cents per mu of land. However, there were various conversions in the middle. At the same time, the tax on official fields and loss fees had to be borne. When all the above was added up, it was normal for the tax to be three or four times more.
Luo Ge said confidently: "But my family only has this little land. I should have paid three dou of rice, but I still paid one more dou."
The stunned boy said, "But it has always been like this, isn't it possible that the officer has shown mercy?"
"That's not the case."
Brother Luo shook his head and handed the small piece of paper in his hand to the stupid boy.
The stunned boy took it and looked at it, "What is this?"
"business card."
"What's a business card?"
"I...I don't know either."
Luo Ge shook his head and said, "Just now the official wanted to take all the food from my family. Then a man named Ear Pen Zhang San came. The official seemed very scared when he saw him and ran away without saying a word. Ear Pen Zhang San told me that if the government charges us more money, we should go to him and he can guarantee that we will not pay more.
After the espionage officer Zhang San left, the official came again to collect the grain, and he asked for more. I couldn’t give him all the grain, so I said I had found the espionage officer Zhang San, and the official finally asked for only four dou of rice from me.
It turned out that after Zhang Fei left, the official came back immediately. He had just lost face and he had to earn it back, so he became even more ferocious. Luo Ge was also forced into a corner and simply reported the name of Zhang San.
As a result, the official got scared. He thought it would be better to collect a little more money than to go to jail, so he only included the tax on the government land. Since there was only one household anyway, he had no idea that Zhang Fei wanted to do this business.
"Who is this ear-pen Zhang San? Is he that powerful?" The stupid boy was shocked when he heard it.
Luo Ge nodded.
The dumb boy said, "Then I'll go find him for help, Luo Ge, do you know where to find him?"
Luo Ge pointed to the small piece of paper in his hand and said, "His address is written on this business card, but unfortunately I can't read."
"I can't read either! What should I do?"
"How about we go ask Mr. Lu? He knows how to read."
"Let's go, let's go."
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In fact, Zhang Fei came back not for publicity, but more for inspection, or to explore the way, to see how the Song Dynasty collected taxes. To put it bluntly, to see how they exploited.
These small business cards were distributed in small quantities, only about ten or so.
After returning to the city, they did not go home directly, but went to the Bian Jing Law Firm again. When they arrived at the store, it was just time to get off work. The store's spies had already packed up their things and were ready to go home. Zhang Fei came to work overtime.
Back hall.
One hundred small business cards per person.
Two people are responsible for one area, one old and one young, and they go door to door to distribute these small business cards every day.
"Sanlang, will your method work?"
An old tea connoisseur named Huang Mang asked.
We tea and snack people are all educated people after all, and we all sit at work. Asking us to go to the countryside to distribute these small business cards seems to lower our standards a bit.
The key point is that those farmers can't read a single word, so what's the point of giving this thing to them?
Zhang Fei asked, "Mr. Huang got a lot of money last month, right?"
Huang Mang quickly apologized with a smile: "We are all blessed by Sanlang."
Zhang Fei asked again: "What did you say just now?"
"Nothing! Nothing!" Huang Mang just shook his head.
Zhang Fei nodded and glanced around: "I don't mind you raising doubts, but you have to raise doubts with evidence. I went out for a day today, and you sat in the store drinking tea and then questioned my approach. Is it useful? Go out for a month, and then come back to talk to me about it."
The entire back hall was in complete silence.
Even the censor is afraid, how can they not be afraid?
Zhang Fei asked again: "Is there anything you don't understand about my arrangements?"
Everyone looked at each other, wanting to say something but stopping themselves.
Zhang Fei said: "If you are clear, then if there is a problem, you will be responsible for it yourself."
Qiu Zhengwen raised his hand tremblingly and said, "Third brother, there are many cases of over-taxation. Even if we can get the business, we can't handle it!"
Almost everyone nodded.
This business can’t be done!
This lawsuit may not be completed even if it lasts from the beginning of the year to the end of the year!
"The key point is that this doesn't make any money!" another person whispered.
Zhang Fei said: "I have observed today that the court has only a few ways to collect more taxes. I believe you should know this better than me. Therefore, we can divide this situation into several categories. From each category, we can select a representative one to sue. As long as we can win, we can cite an example and break the law. The rest of the things will be much easier without spending too much effort.
After you finish counting, I will divide you into several groups, one for each type. If you still can't win, you better give me a reasonable explanation."
Fan Li on the side said: "Sanlang, it is the government that collects the money. We are going to sue the government. Will the government let us win?"
Zhang Fei said: "I will be responsible for this."
No one questioned this statement, and the third brother could really be held responsible for this.
Fan Li opened his mouth, glanced at the other people who were spying on him, and closed his mouth again.
Zhang Fei added: "As for whether it makes money or not, let's use the middle price of the taxable price as the calculation, which is 100 coins per household per year. This doesn't sound like much, almost like giving it away for free, but think about it, 10 households is 1 guan of money, 10,000 households is 1,000 guan of money, and 100,000 households is 10,000 guan of money."
A spies named Wenfeng asked, "One... one hundred thousand households? Can we find that many?"
Zhang Fei said: "As long as we can prove it, we can help them exempt those extra taxes, not to mention 100,000 households, even 200,000 households are possible."
Huang Mang asked again: "How many people are needed to calculate the tax?"
When they ask whether it is profitable or not, they think the cost is too high and their remuneration is not low.
Zhang Fei sighed, "You really don't have the brains to do business. This is a one-time deal. They are all farmers, and their property changes are not frequent.
If we can deter the government to a certain extent, will the government still ask them for more money? But won't the farmers dare not cooperate with us? In this way, although we have 100,000 households, we may only have a few lawsuits in a year, and this money is earned without doing anything. "
Everyone's eyes lit up.
That's what's happening.
One hundred thousand households sounds scary, but if it can be done, the government will not dare to collect more taxes, and if everyone keeps to themselves, there will be no lawsuits. Isn't it just easy money?
Even Xu Zhiqian, who was standing by, couldn't utter a word of rebuttal to this unscrupulous behavior.
One hundred coins is just an average price, mainly targeting middle and upper class households. One hundred coins a year is really not much for them.
But the key lies in whether there is a lawsuit or not. You have to pay this money every year because you have to calculate taxes every year. If you calculate taxes, it will remain unchanged even if you don't buy or sell land.
But Zhang Fei divided the first-class households into several levels. The highest level first-class households required almost ten strings of coins a year, and the minimum was one string of coins.
Because the first-class households include some large and small landlords, their land changes frequently. This price is only the agricultural tax, and commercial tax is calculated separately.
Of course, for now, this is just the price he has set, and it is estimated that no big landowner will come to him to calculate taxes for the time being.
Since money is not a problem, then there will be no problem for everyone.
Try harder.
Hurry up and find customers. After all, they are paid on commission, and they are all very excited.
At the end of the meeting, Zhang Fei suddenly said to Qiu Zhengwen: "Zhengwen, go to Kaifeng County Office tomorrow and help me sue someone."
Qiu Zhengwen asked hurriedly: "What lawsuit?"
Zhang Fei took out a complaint and handed it to him, saying, "A scoundrel molested Madam Xu and beat me up."
Xu Zhiqian felt very embarrassed after hearing this, and rolled her eyes at Zhang Fei, saying, "Just talk about yourself, why drag me into this?"
All the people who were about to leave stopped and looked back at Zhang Fei.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Fei hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. He just pushed me."
Who cares about you?
We just want to know which idiot is so blind as to mess with Zhang San.
Haven’t you heard the story of Zhang San and Si Nong?
Qiu Zhengwen looked at the petition and nodded, "I understand. I'll go there early tomorrow morning."
After they left, Fan Li said, "Sanlang, we need to think about this matter carefully."
Zhang Fei said: "I know what you are worried about, but you have to understand that the law is a tool for us to make money. Any behavior that does not comply with the law is an obstacle to our making money. Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. Therefore, we have an irreconcilable hatred for this kind of behavior."
Fan Li immediately said, "If we do this, we will also cut off the financial resources of those officials. Will they let us go?"
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "But there is only so much money. If we want to make more, they have to make less. Do you think we should make more money or they should make less money?"
Fan Li said awkwardly: "That's the truth, but the question is, can it be done?"
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "Isn't that what business is all about?"
Is this a business? This is simply fatal! If it were someone else, Fan Li would have scolded him, was he tired of living? But it was Zhang San, and he asked again: "But now that these people have been sent out, what should we do with our store?"
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be a group of talented people coming to our store to help us, and they won't charge any money."
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