Jiang Sheng always thought that the stall fee of two cents for a pound of pork at ten cents in the county was more than eight cents per pound in the town, which was already outrageous.
When she arrived at the Fucheng market, she asked casually and learned that pork from Anshui County cost fifteen cents per pound.
Jiang Sheng was about to pinch someone for emergency treatment. Her face was full of questions, "Is this true? Is it really so expensive? Then can I bring pork from the county to Fucheng to sell it?"
Who wouldn’t be tempted by a pure one-third of the profits?
As expected of a young girl doing business with Zheng Ruqian, her first reaction was to make money.
But Xu Mo poured cold water on her, "Why are the prices in your city so high? That's because all delivery people need to pay a certain fee, that is, tax, for goods that cost eight cents. , after paying the tax, you have to pay ten cents to sell it back, plus other labor costs, etc., it becomes fifteen cents."
Jiang Sheng was stunned.
Her dream of a third of net profit was shattered.
"Then why doesn't Xieyang County need to pay taxes?" Jiang Sheng couldn't help but ask.
"Because..." Xu Mo's face darkened, "Because Magistrate Xu, who loves the people like his own son, has won some tax exemptions for Xieyang County."
Tax regulations are revised every three years and expire at the end of March.
Can those merchants who are accustomed to not paying taxes when entering and exiting the city really accept a sudden increase of 5% in taxes?
Xu Mo lowered his head and sneered.
The brothers and sisters came out of the inn, passed through the vegetable market, and stood at the door of the government office.
Compared with the few people at the county government office gate and no one paying attention, the government government office gate was much more lively.
One moment there was a quarrel and someone needed to be adjusted, the next there was someone complaining angrily, and someone was tugging and crying at the door.
Jiang Sheng observed it for a long time and came to the conclusion, "Sure enough, the crowd means it's lively."
Xu Mo was dumbfounded.
What the hell is this? It was clearly the Xieyang County magistrate's inaction. The people knew that it was useless to complain, so they simply stopped going.
In the past, when Magistrate Xu was here, there was a huge crowd at the entrance of the county government office, and all matters, big or small, were met in the lobby.
Xu Mo smiled lowly and remembered the past.
At this time, a large number of people suddenly came to the door of the government office.
First, people with trivial matters were lured away, and then more than a dozen government officials stood on both sides, seeming to welcome someone.
"Is it the county governor who is here?" Jiang Sheng opened his eyes wide and watched excitedly.
Sure enough, a sedan came from a distance, carried by four big men, and landed gently on the ground.
But what came out was not the mighty and domineering Lord Sheriff they imagined, but a...Mrs.
"Is the Sheriff a woman?" Jiang Sheng's face was full of curiosity.
Xu Mo patted the two little knots on her head and said, "No."
But if he asked who it was, he didn't know it, so he could only watch it carefully.
Precisely because of this, they did not see the sudden change in expression and slow retreat of Fang Heng, who was looking bored.
It wasn't until he was able to hide that even his hair was no longer visible that he curled up and gasped violently.
At this time, a master also walked out of the government office, waving a feather fan, and said respectfully, "Mrs. Wang is here, what a rare visitor."
The woman who stepped out of the sedan was about thirty years old. She was exquisite in appearance and well-dressed. She was dressed as a typical lady from the city, and her every move was full of dignity.
She slightly raised her long sleeves to cover half of her face. She smiled softly and said, "I just came to inquire about the whereabouts of my nephew who failed to live up to expectations. Have you found him?"
The master shook his head and sighed, "There has been no news. It's because the government office is ineffective. So far, we haven't been able to find Mr. Fang's trace. I hope Madam can forgive me."
Mrs. Wang's expression was visibly disappointed, but she quickly adjusted herself, "No matter what, I have to thank the government for helping me. This is the only flesh and blood of my poor sister..."
The two of them entered the government office while talking.
The person carrying the sedan chair retreated into the alley and waited quietly.
Jiang Sheng was a little disappointed, "It's not the Sheriff."
"The magistrate has so many things to do every day, how can he deal with everything, most of them are handled by the master." Xu Mo looked nostalgic, there are already many people like Magistrate Xu who are as hands-on as him.
Even though there were not many people in Xieyang County, Magistrate Xu was still busy from morning to night, and could not return home until late at night.
"Then how can we let the county governor personally try it?" Jiang Sheng asked again.
Xu Mo was silent.
Chang Yan on the side faintly uttered two words, "Block the road."
Only in this way can we talk to the governor in person, and only in this way can we cause enough uproar.
"Are you ready?" Chang Yan murmured.
Xu Mo didn't hesitate and nodded at the same time as Wen Zhiyun.
The former is ready to be beaten, the latter is ready to save.
Chang Yan nodded, "Well, we will be here in the next few days to observe the whereabouts of the Anshui County Sheriff."
After saying that, he turned around and saw Fang Heng curled up in the corner.
In my impression, the third brother has always been powerful and powerful.
Practicing martial arts since he was a child has made him taller than the twelve-year-old Xu Mo. He is almost half a head taller than the twelve-year-old Xu Mo.
He always holds a long stick, ready to go, like a cheetah ready to hunt at any time.
But at this moment, Fang Heng was huddled in the corner, with a pale face and a stooped posture. If he hadn't been dressed neatly, he would have looked like a little beggar who had been hungry for ten days in a beggar's den.
"Third brother." Jiang Sheng was startled, "Are you having diarrhea again?"
Wen Zhiyun quickly stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. After a while, he retracted his hand and said, "No, it's...excessive panic caused by restlessness."
Generally speaking, only worry and fear will cause such a pulse.
The whole family surrounded him with worry.
"Third brother, what's wrong with you? If you feel uncomfortable, tell us." Jiang Sheng said.
"If the mistress feels uncomfortable, we will go back." This was Xu Mo.
"Third brother, if you feel sad, just cry." This is a long banquet.
Fang Heng's pupils gradually focused, and his soul gradually returned to his body. He looked around, then at his family, and a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his usually tough face.
"I...I saw..."
He choked out a sob.
Jiang Sheng rushed over and patted him on the back, "Third brother, don't be afraid. We are all here. Don't worry, I will accompany you even if you are in a manure pit."
Wen Zhiyun pursed his lips and nodded seriously.
Chang Yan and Xu Mo's eyes twitched slightly at the side, not knowing whether to agree or be helpless.
Fortunately, the little girl's unique warmth eased Fang Heng's fear.
He recalled those gloomy days, finally plucked up the courage, and choked up, "I just saw... the person who locked me up for half a year."
"She is... still looking for me."
