"How much money can we have in total?"
Manager Xue frowned tightly, thought for a moment, then shook his head in vain and said: "No one knows this estimate, only the people who issue this kind of money know it! But according to the old man's rough estimate, it's hundreds of thousands, I'm afraid it's still there .”
"Hundreds of thousands?"
Xue Pan and Xiaodong all took a breath of cold air. Just these small pieces of paper, there are hundreds of thousands of them?
"This money is only used by big businessmen like you, right?" Xiao Han touched his nose, and did not show the same shocked look as Xue Pan and the others, but instead had an unexpected expression on his face.
"Indeed!" Manager Xue nodded in admiration. The Marquis is the Marquis. Faced with so much money, he still remains calm. He is indeed a role model for our generation!
However, he didn't know that the reason why Xiao Han was so calm was entirely tempered by reading newspapers in later generations. This bank raised tens of billions in financing, and that bank deposited and withdrawn hundreds of billions.
If you really change this money into gold and put it in front of Xiao Han, see if you can stop him...
"So, money is still concentrated in the hands of a small number of people."
Xiao Han took a long breath after listening to Manager Xue's words.
It seems that the master behind this banknote also knows the power of this thing. As long as it is not widespread and can correspond to things, then this thing is harmless for the time being.
It's strange that today's Datang is very poor, but today's Datang is very rich!
Poverty is the poverty of the imperial court!
Li Shimin was so poor this year that he could not even pay officials' salaries.
As the mother of a country, the eldest grandson of the Queen, in order to support her husband, even sold her jewelry, and her New Year's phoenix robes were not made to mop the floor.
But wealth is the wealth of some people.
For example, those families that have been around for generations, or these wealthy businessmen from the south of the Yangtze River.
“What is our current business tax?”
Instead of thinking about the currencies, Xiao Han focused on money again. He was a little confused about why the wealthy businessmen were so rich but the court was so poor. Didn't the court collect taxes?
"The commercial tax of the Tang Dynasty is one thirty tax."
Lao Xue blushed a little when he said this. He didn't know whether it was because the tax rate was too low, or because the owner was ashamed because he didn't even know this common sense.
"Thirty tax per one is indeed a bit low." Xiao Han didn't pay attention to Lao Xue's expression. Instead, he scratched his head and muttered.
Although he was also a vested interest in the low tax rate, this tax rate was indeed much lower than that of later generations. It is no wonder that the court could not collect money.
"Ahem..." Lao Xue glanced at Xiao Han secretly, hesitated for a moment, didn't know what he thought of, and then plucked up the courage to say: "Master Hou, this is still an ordinary commercial tax... Like our family, because Mr. Hou, your As a marquis, I don’t even have to pay one-thirtieth of the tax. And I also know that in order to avoid taxes, many wealthy businessmen attach themselves to the powerful people in the court, so that they don’t have to pay taxes.”
"Cough cough cough..."
Xiao Han suddenly coughed violently.
Lao Xue's words made him feel guilty that he had cornered Li Shimin!
No wonder his caravans are so profitable.
There is a way, there is a product, there is a market! What's even more outrageous is that you don't have to pay taxes. You can probably make money even if you get a pig here.
"Ms. sir, you don't want to impose taxes, do you?"
Xue Pan, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly spoke, his beautiful eyes full of worry.
"No, no!"
Xiao Han answered very simply this time, rejecting it with his hand without even thinking about it!
Although it seems now, tax! It seems to be the fastest way to raise money for Xiao Lizi, but he is not stupid either!
If there is really a business tax reform, it will definitely not affect the cake of one or two businessmen, but thousands of businessmen, plus countless family dignitaries!
Destroying someone's financial path is like killing one's parents! Cutting off the wealth of so many people at once would be enough to drown Xiao Han even if one of them spits out nothing!
Things like this that offend people should be left to Xiao Lizi to do in the future.
Anyway, he has offended many people, and adding ten thousand more people is nothing!
What's that sentence called? Oh, there are too many lice and it doesn’t itch!
For example, we are just a little prince now. We can make some money and live our lives peacefully. This is the most important thing! Other things can't be done, can't be done...
Looking at Xiao Han, he said for sure.
Xue Pan and Guanshi Xue also breathed a sigh of relief. They were also afraid that Xiao Han would get mad and plunge into this huge sinkhole.
While they were talking like this, several people walked a long way without knowing it.
When Xiao Han accidentally looked up, he found that he had reached the end of the street shop in front of him.
Instead, there was a lush lake and several gorgeously decorated boats floating on the lake.
"Ahem, this is the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou. Compared with the West Lake in Hangzhou, it is more winding and simple..."
Seeing Xiao Han stop and look at the lake in a distance, Manager Xue stepped forward to explain in time.
"Oh? Uncle Xue, who are those boats?" Xue Pan also looked up, but she was very curious about those gorgeously decorated boats.
"that……"
The corner of Manager Xue's mouth twitched. He didn't know how to explain the purpose of those boats to his niece. He held it in for a long time before he said awkwardly: "That's...a place for literati to listen to music and eat..."
"Eat?" How alert is Xue Pan? Seeing the hesitant look on Manager Xue's words, he immediately guessed something. His pretty face immediately turned red, and without any explanation, he pulled Xiao Han along the way he came.
"I'm hungry. The restaurant just now was good. Let's go there to eat."
"Hey? Why are you going there? Is it different to eat on the boat? Ouch... it's awkward and hurts!"
"Hmph! Do you still know that it's a painting boat? I think you've been there a lot before, right?"
"No! Impossible! Xiaodong told me about Huafang! This is my first time in Yangzhou, how could I know this?"
Holding the painful soft flesh on his arm, Xiao Han decisively sold Xiaodong immediately.
Amitabha, a dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist! Xiaodong, you have suffered!
"Xiaodong? Humph, I think you are burning your hands because you have too much money! You don't need to issue the quota this month, so you don't have to spend it randomly!"
Sure enough, when Xiao Han said it was Xiaodong's idea, Xue Pan immediately glared at him angrily, and then Xiaodong was in trouble...
"Heaven, earth, what have I done?"
Over there, Xiaodong, who was lying innocently with a gun, had dull eyes, leaving only two lines of silent tears, and the sound of camel bells rang in his ears...
"Hangchi, bangchi..."
Seeing Xiaodong like this, Lunzi tried his best to cover his mouth from behind to prevent himself from laughing.
Unexpectedly, Xue Pan's next words sent him, who was gloating over his misfortune, completely into hell.
"And you, idiot! I heard that you are so good that you even wear a pair of pants? Don't think about helping others, this time I will confiscate yours too!"
"Gah?"
The fool was stunned for a moment, and his eyes almost popped out!
Sister, grandma! I'm really not familiar with them! It’s even less possible to spend money on them! You can't do this! 5555
