Not long after.

A pot of crude tea was brought up.

The tax collector wiped his sweat.

Quickly pour a bowl for Mr. Qianhu.

Shen Lie didn't mind it either. He rolled up the gorgeous sleeves of his bullfighting uniform, picked up the thick tea bowl and drank it down.

Then he looked at the pile of tax customs ledgers stacked on the table with burning eyes. What was recorded in this ledger was naturally the detailed account of the canal customs tax.

When Shen Lie looked at the pile of account books.

In an instant.

The tax collectors, accountants, masters, and people in the governor's office seemed to have their acupuncture points tapped by martial arts masters. Their bodies froze, and their faces involuntarily became stiff.

For a while.

I don’t know how many worried eyes fell on this Dongchang Thousand Household Master and the pile of account books that related to his wealth and life.

At this moment.

The entire time at Tongzhou Customs seemed to have stopped until Shen Lie remained calm and turned his clear eyes away from the account book.

A moment.

Everyone seemed to be relieved.

Shen Lie pretended not to know, and just squinted his eyes to look at the densely packed canal with numerous ships, large and small, that could not be seen to the end.

So far.

The anxious hearts of the tax collectors and officials had just calmed down.

But soon!
Chapter completed!