Lai Zhicheng is in a dilemma.
Yun Chao's fishing methods are very attractive to him.
But the asking price was too harsh for him.
In front of so many people, it doesn't seem appropriate to grab someone in the open.
If you really exchange silver with Yun Chao, you can get a thousand taels regardless of whether you can take it or not. Even if you can take it, Lai Zhicheng won't take it. It's so distressing!
"Yun Er, do you think this is good? You don't have to pay taxes in the future, I will pay it for you?"
Yun Chao smiled coldly: "Muramasa, what do you think?"
"Hmph, I'll trade twenty acres of land with you. Is that okay?"
"Muramasa, are you treating me like a child? Twenty acres of land, at most one hundred taels of silver, is enough for me to catch fish for half a month. Do I need to exchange it with you?"
"Yun Er, don't go too far. Tell me, what do you want?"
"Didn't I say, one thousand taels? This is all for your Muramasa's sake. If it's a stranger, let alone one thousand taels. Ten thousand taels won't help!"
Lai Zhicheng was so angry that his eyes were on fire and his blood was red. If Yun Chao was the only one present, he would take action right now!
"Okay, very good, Yun Er, you have the talent! Let's do this, I will give you a hundred acres of land!"
"No, one hundred acres of land is only five hundred taels. I want two hundred acres."
"Okay, two hundred acres is two hundred acres, let's write the contract now!"
To Yun Chao's expectation, Lai Zhicheng actually agreed.
Yun Chao was not afraid of Lai. In order to please him, he sold his skills at a low price. There was a reason why he only had one thousand taels.
Not to mention that Yun Chao's fishing method is not technically difficult and can be easily copied. Even if it can be kept secret, its actual value is not as impressive as his calculations.
In fact, Yun Chao's method of settling accounts is unreasonable.
After all, Lai Zhicheng's knowledge was limited and he did not hear the flaw in Yun Chao's words.
His algorithm is correct, but the premise is that each person can catch one hundred catties of fish per day, and these fish can be sold in time.
Unfortunately, this is not possible.
Yunchao's method is only suitable for fishing in winter, and the fish stock in Wolong Valley cannot be reduced.
Once the weather warms up and the ice melts, Yun Chao's method will no longer work.
Moreover, when the weather is hot, fish will spoil very quickly.
It is almost thirty or forty miles from Wolong Village to the city. This is not something that can be reached with just one step of the accelerator. Not only is the transportation poor, but the road conditions are also terrible. By the time they get there, the fish will be gone. Fresh.
What's more, Yun Chao doesn't know how big the city people's demand for fish is. If the city people rarely eat fish, it will be useless no matter how much they catch!
"Muramasa, let's make it clear first. Which two hundred acres of land are you going to exchange with me?"
Lai Zhicheng's eyelids began to twitch again.
I originally thought that Yun Er was just a kid, even if he was a little clever, but his knowledge was limited. When he heard that he agreed to exchange two hundred acres of land with him, he was so unhappy that he became stupid.
I didn’t expect that the little brat had so many spoiled intestines. It’s not like he was looking for a wife, so why did he ask so clearly?
"Huh, of course it's the fields on the north bank of Wolong Valley. Do you think I would trade it with you for the good fields in the village?"
"What?"
Before Yun Chao could speak, the others stopped.
"Muramasa, don't lie to Brother Chao just because he's young. How can there be so many fields north of Wolong Valley?"
"Yes, Muramasa, how can we farm in the north of Wolong Valley? Either there will be flash floods or wild beasts will cause trouble!"
"By the way, Muramasa, it seems that you only have twenty or thirty acres of newly opened land in the north of Wolong Valley. Where did you get the two hundred acres?"
"..."
Lai Zhicheng was so angry that he rebelled. When did these idiots dare to talk to him in this tone?
"Shut up, mother, shut up! Whoever talks too much will be sent to the battlefield next time he suppresses bandits!"
Ga!
Everyone was collectively dumbfounded.
Everyone knows that Lai Zhicheng is not joking. As the village leader, he has the power to arrange for villagers to perform corvee labor. If anyone offends him, he will let anyone do dangerous corvee labor!
In ancient times, it was not enough to just pay taxes. The common people had to perform corvee service. In the Dawu Dynasty, the common people's corvee service was especially heavy.
According to government regulations, every adult male must serve two months of corvee every year.
In building roads, building cities, and even fighting wars, the people of the Wu Dynasty were forced to do corvee work everywhere. I don’t know how many people never came back!
Not to mention Yun Chao, the cheap father of the original owner of the body, and Wang Shitou's father, both died while doing corvee service. They were dragged off to fight against foreign tribes, went to the battlefield and never came back.
Seeing that his words had calmed everyone, Lai Zhicheng glanced at Yun Chao with contempt, his meaning was very clear, boy, if you don't know how to appreciate me, I will let you die!
Unfortunately, Lai Zhicheng thought too much.
Ever since he decided to bargain with him, Yun Chao had been mentally prepared.
As a time-traveler, if you can't even deal with a stick, why don't you just be a hammer? Why don't you get your hair braided as soon as possible, and maybe you can wear it again!
"Come on Muramasa, let's not talk secretly. Don't ask me who I learned my fishing methods from. I won't ask you how many acres of cultivated land you have on the north bank of Wolong Valley. Just give me one. For a hundred taels of silver, plus all the land on the north bank of Wolong Valley, I will teach you how to fish."
"you……"
Lai Zhicheng was furious. He had already spoken to such an extent, but Yun Er was still not afraid. He dared to ask for money from him, plus all the land on the north bank of Wolong Valley. He really didn't want to live...
Well, it seems that it is not impossible to consider.
In addition to natural conditions, the main reason why no one has reclaimed the land on the north bank of Wolong Valley is the excessive expropriation by the government.
In the Dawu Dynasty, taxes were extremely heavy. In addition to regular taxes, there were also various exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes.
When the court goes to war, the government has to collect taxes. When the emperor celebrates his birthday, the government has to collect taxes. Even if the common people kill a pig, the government has to collect a U-turn tax!
Adding up the various tax burdens, farmers have to pay taxes on almost 70% of their harvest from each acre of land.
It is said that it is charged on a proportional basis, but in fact it is charged on a fixed amount.
No matter how much we collect in good times, we will still collect as much as we need in times of natural or man-made disasters. Who can bear such exorbitant taxation?
Therefore, if it is not good farmland, almost no one will cultivate it, otherwise the grain collected will not even be enough to pay taxes.
No matter how much the government encourages people to open up wasteland, ordinary people have no enthusiasm. Let alone clearing up wasteland, it is better not to abandon wasteland.
Yun Er, a bastard, actually wanted so much wasteland. As Muramasa, how could Lai Zhicheng be unhappy?
Not only can Yun Er walk around without food, but he can also complete his task of opening up wasteland and collecting taxes. Only a fool would not do this to kill two birds with one stone!
However, when he thought that Yun Er wanted another hundred taels of silver, Lai Zhicheng couldn't help but get angry.
You despicable bitch, why don't you die, I'll make you look good sooner or later!
