When Chen Zeyi's two uncles and nephews left the Graystone Village, Chen Xiansong asked Balff to gather the idle people in the village and call him when they gathered almost. High-quality update

Balff took the order, and Chen Xiansong entered the kitchen and saw Alice and Ruth working. The two of them reacted differently when they saw Chen Xiansong. Ruth seemed a little happy and shy, while Alice rolled her eyes and looked impatient: "Go out, is the kitchen where you big men should come in?"

"Come in and take a look." Chen Xiansong and Alice have been together for several months. How could they not know that she is a wretched girl with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart? He smiled and said, "Milk tea is delicious. I'll come in and see how you made it."

Hearing this, Alice's face calmed down a lot: "Are you a little lord from the Zhendan Kingdom across the mountain? He brought some green tea bricks unique to the Zhendan Kingdom. Some time ago, Sister Qianxin drank it and suddenly said that she remembers a way to make milk tea, and said that you might like it. I tried it for several months and finally made it, it's a bargain."

"Thank you," Chen Xiansong said.

Alice's white face was a little flushed. She suddenly pushed Chen Xiansong out the door with force and scolded angrily: "Let's go after seeing it. The bedroom is not a place where you men should stay."

The sound of the bronze bells of Dangdang sounded outside. This was a signal to gather villagers in the village. Chen Xiansong knew that the time should be almost done, so he said, "Alice, I'll make me a cup of milk tea later and put less sugar."

"I understand, go quickly." Alice waved her hand out with a disgusting look.

Chen Xiansong left happily. Alice returned to her original position. When she turned her head, she saw Ruth looking at her enviously. Her expression immediately became a little panicked and asked, "What are you watching me?"

"You have a good relationship with your master." Ruth sighed: "I would have loved me so much. High-quality updates are there."

"That guy is just thick-skinned. It doesn't matter if you scold him hard." Alice lowered her head and continued to sort out the ingredients.

Ruth said quietly: "People are different. Others may not be able to do what you can do."

Chen Xiansong left the castle, glanced down and saw a group of people focusing on the hillside. Balff was beside him, leading him to a small mound. Below was a large group of villagers, and Aslan and the second uncle were also among them. The bronze bell that was ringing just now was spontaneously gathered money to buy it. It was hung on the big tree next to it. Now the villagers have admitted that Chen Xiansong is their lord. According to the rules of other villages, it is convenient for the lord to gather people and get such a thing out.

Looking at the dark heads below, Chen Xiansong coughed and shouted loudly: "Dear fellow villagers, Mr. Chen Zeyi, who was next door, just now, told me. He hopes to borrow a hundred young men from our village to help him build territory. It is about a year, two copper coins and five black bread every day. I promised that one hundred young men in our village can afford it. We will go there tomorrow to work. Time is a bit tight. So the second uncle decides the manpower in the future, and try to make at least one man in each family, and everyone who has money will make money together. Do you have any questions?"

The second uncle took two steps forward tremblingly and asked, "Lord, is the foreign taxation according to 30% of the rules of other villages?"

"Foreign tax?" Chen Xiansong heard this word for the first time. Balf walked to Chen Xiansong and explained in a low voice. After hearing this, Chen Xiansong smiled and said, "Second uncle, I won't collect foreign taxes anymore, and I won't collect them in the future. However, I will collect 20% of the agricultural tax and everything produced on this land. I have no objection."

"Twenty percent?" The second uncle widened his eyes, and the others were also shocked.

"Are you too much?" Chen Xiansong thought for a while. He remembered that in the 21st century, there was no tax collection in the natural person era. However, historical records show that in the more old feudal era, agricultural tax should be as high as 50% or 60%. High-quality updates

"No, it's too few." The expressions of the second uncle and the villagers seemed a little unbelievable.

"Twenty percent, that's it. I'm still surplus now. When I'm almost out of money, I will collect more agricultural taxes." Chen Xiansong smiled. Now his number of people, including babies, is less than 500. There is not much land that can be cultivated around the village, and there is no hybrid rice now. The grain yield is very low. Even if I collect 100% of the agricultural tax, I can't collect much grain. Every month he can buy all the grain produced by the entire village. Why care about this little grain?

As for why he wanted to collect 20% instead of simply not collecting it, the reason was very simple. He did not want to break the current rules. Even if he collected less agricultural tax, he would still collect it. Other nobles were laughing at most about Chen Xiansong, but if he did not collect it, it would set a precedent. Many small nobles did not know how to do business and lived on the meager agricultural tax. If he set a precedent, no matter whether it would affect the mentality of farmers in other territories, other nobles would regard him as an alien or a betrayer. At that time, he was an enemy of the entire aristocratic class.

Receiving less agricultural tax can be called kindness, but not charging at all is malicious, and it is not a good thing for yourself or the villagers.

"Lord, you only charge 20% of the agricultural tax, so foreign tax cannot be exempted, otherwise this will be too unfair to you." The second uncle said slowly with a crutch. The villagers were completely silent. They had never seen such a lord... not greedy.

"I don't even see the little money for foreign taxes." Chen Xiansong scratched his head, sniffed, and said in a suffocation: "No matter what, I am a lord. You lord can come to the soul-thinking person who stays in my treasure chest with a few gold coins in a minute. I really don't like your little money. If it's okay, let's disperse."

The villagers had been with Chen Xiansong for a while. They knew that he was kind-hearted and did not want to exploit his villagers too much. They also knew that he was joking. They burst into laughter. The women and children left to do their own things, while the young and strong surrounded the second uncle. There are only more than 80 households in the village now, and there are always a few families who will have one or two more people. These are all money. A year of high-level labor money is not required to pay foreign taxes. If one more person can go to work, the future life will be guaranteed, and the fool will not fight for it.

Seeing that the matter was over, Chen Xiansong left Xiaotuqiu and returned to his home. He was about to take a rest.

On the other side, Chen Silan touched the head of his son Alex and asked him: "What did you understand about your teacher's behavior today?"

Alex shook his head: "I don't know, I just think the teacher is such a good person."

"It's true that you are a good person. But you should see something deeper." After all, Aslan has some experience and knows a lot of human nature: "The second uncle offended the second uncle before, but why did he arrange and distribute such important personnel to the second uncle?"

Alex shook his head.

"The Second Uncle is the village chief of our village. If he does not cooperate with Your Excellency Chen Xiansong to do things, even if Chen Xiansong is a soul-thinking person, there is no good way. After all, he is very kind and will not hurt others casually, and it is impossible to force us to submit by coercive methods." Aslan laughed: "So Your Excellency Chen Xiansong gave a small part of the rights to the Second Uncle. The allocation of personnel is also very important. Everyone has to ask Your Excellency Second Uncle. He will feel proud and will definitely cooperate with Your Excellency Chen Xiansong's work. Although the Second Uncle has the rights on the surface, in other people's eyes, this right was given to the Second Uncle. In other people's eyes, the Second Uncle is just a subordinate of Chen Xiansong. You understand!"

Alex nodded as though he understood.

"Actually, when I was a mercenary in my youth, I heard people say this and used it in the management of the mercenary group, so I can see it clearly." Aslan sighed: "But I don't understand why Mr. Chen Xiansong wants to reduce the agricultural tax and cancel the foreign tax. This has no benefit to him. Is it really a natural good person's character that is at work and I can't understand it."

This is the bad nature of a person. He always thinks about guessing the thoughts of the superiors and often complicates simple things. In fact, Chen Xiansong really didn't think about so many things. He just simply felt that the second uncle was highly respected in the village and was familiar with the labor situation of every household in the village, and he should arrange the staff.

Then Aslan took his son home. As the leader of a mercenary group, he naturally did not lack the copper coins and black bread, so he did not go up to join in the fun.

After resting for a night, Chen Xiansong asked Aslan to gather all the servants the next day.

The morning sun was not very hot, and the breeze was blowing, which was very refreshing. Chen Xiansong stood in front of the castle, with several large iron boxes behind him. The mercenaries knew what was going to happen at this time and were very excited.

"I said in the Imperial City that as long as everyone returns to Graystone Village safely, everyone will have a bonus. The dead brothers can get four hundred gold coins in family affection, three hundred seriously injured brothers, two hundred minor injuries, and one hundred others. I will do what I say." Chen Xiansong turned around and kicked an iron box to the ground: "The money is here, call the names one by one to collect. No one will miss it."

The mercenaries shouted wildly: "Long live the Lord!"

"Long live your Majesty Chen Xiansong."

The mercenaries shared hardships with Chen Xiansong and had seen his magic in the Imperial City.

He signaled that the matter would be handled by Balff, and then Chen Xiansong returned to the castle. Sprinkling so many gold coins at one time would definitely hurt other nobles, but Chen Xiansong would not. In his opinion, it would be too cheap to buy a life of 400 gold coins.
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