"Uncle Jiang, open the door quickly. I'm returning your plate." Outside the door, Yun'er shouted for a while before Jiang Yan opened the door. "Uncle Jiang." The little girl smiled brightly: "My mother said, we can't eat your roast goose for free. This is a hot cake made by my mother. It's delicious." Yun'er stretched her arms and handed over the plate. Come over, there are golden pancakes on top, stacked very high, with the tops sticking out.
"Thank you for me." Jiang Yan took it without any politeness. The little girl smiled and wanted to say something else. She was a little curious about the new uncle.
Of course, the main reason was that the uncle was generous enough to give her roast goose on the first day. However, at this moment, bursts of screams and beatings suddenly came from the alley next door.
A bloody gourd ran out, but before he could take a few steps, he was kicked to the ground by a thick big foot.
"You don't give me money. You don't pay taxes either."
"I think you don't take the orders of the palace into consideration." The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
He is short in stature, but his limbs are extremely thick. He has a short hammer hanging on his waist, a scar on his chin, and his whole person exudes a mischievous temperament.
"Uncle Daozi..." The little girl exclaimed when she saw the man with blood on his head, and instinctively hid behind Jiang Yan, with a look of fear on his face.
She knew the person who was beaten. He was Uncle Daozi from the next alley. He usually made a living by selling tofu and was a very kind man.
"Ah!" At this time, Uncle Daozi screamed again, and his palms were stepped on by the strong man and rubbed hard.
"Some people are really ungrateful."
"The palace requires everyone in Hengshan Dao to donate blood tax. The Wuliang Sword Sect felt that this was a move that was harmful to the people, so it took great pressure to grant you untouchables a favor, giving you the opportunity to use money to offset the tax."
"That's it, there are still people who are dissatisfied and want to evade taxes. It seems that if I don't show you how powerful you are, you untouchables may have forgotten which family has the final say in Moyun Mansion!!" The strong man raised his hand, and his subordinates immediately He was handed a short knife, and without blinking, he inserted the knife into Uncle Rice's thigh, causing blood to flow out.
Ignoring the screams of the man at his feet, he took out a palm-sized piece of red jade from his waist and shook it gently. The blood that was originally flowing on the ground was attracted and gathered in mid-air, turning into a crystal the size of a soybean grain, which was collected by him. in hand.
boom! He kicked Uncle Rice away and said, "This is your first offense. I'll spare your life. Go home and grind tofu as soon as possible. You won't be able to pay taxes next time. You know the consequences." After doing this, he He waved his hand and said two words: "Tax collection!" His men immediately scattered and went door to door to collect tax money.
At this time, those who had money collected money, while those who had no money rushed into the yard and looted. The family was really destitute and had nothing. They stabbed it with a knife, made blood flow, and collected the blood essence.
This group of people directly broke the tranquility of this place, and people were panicked. Anger and fear coexisted in the eyes of many people.
Soon, this group of people came near Jiang Yan's residence. Yun'er's mother, a still charming woman, was afraid of dealing with these people, so she quickly handed over the money, took Yun'er back to the yard, and locked the door tightly. close.
Two quarters of an hour later, the group of people left, but there was still no sound in the entire alley, which was very depressing.
.........Time passed quickly, and a month passed. Jiang Yan carried several big fat fish and a piece of wild boar meat in his right hand as he walked through the alley.
"Uncle Rice, you're selling tofu again. Give me a piece." He stopped a middle-aged man pushing a wooden cart, said hello, and asked for a large piece of tofu.
Jiang Yan didn't give him any money, but threw a fish to him: "Take it back and make up for it." Compared with a month ago, Uncle Rice's body was much worse and his face was pale. My body has also been ruined and I am extremely thin.
For a month, the Chai Gang has been collecting blood tax in the neighborhood on behalf of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He didn't have enough money to count the rice. He had been stabbed three times and his blood was almost drained.
Jiang Yan gave him a fish, and he injected some vitality into the fish, which could barely help the poor man replenish himself.
"This, this, this...Brother Jiang, this is too much." Uncle Rice's face was a little stiff and he quickly refused.
"Keep it, you know, I don't lack these." Jiang Yan waved his hand and left with the tofu.
After Jiang Yan left, Uncle Rice looked around and quickly hid the fat fish under his clothes to avoid being seen.
"He is a good person, but it is a pity that good people in this world are not rewarded, but disasters are brought to life..."... After returning home.
Jiang Yan packed up the ingredients, heated up the oil in the pot, and started to stew the meat. Amidst the smoke, he said to himself: "I am recuperating alone. The injury is finally healed. Now I can make plans to restore my cultivation and find a way back to Dayan." It’s the dynasty’s business.” Bang!
At this time, a burst of chaotic footsteps approached, and several arrogant voices came: "Everyone Zhou, please come out and pay your taxes."
"These guys are like hyenas, but they are on time." Jiang Yan added more firewood, stood up and walked outside the door. He saw the weak look on the face of the woman next door: "Brothers, please do your best, once every seven days My family really can't afford to pay the tax, can you give me a few more days of grace?" Bang!
Before the woman could finish her words, she was slapped hard and fell to the ground. A red slap mark appeared on her right face, and then it swelled up as if it were inflated.
The leader is Chen Sangou from the Chai Clan. He is stout and has a fierce expression: "Tolerant, I tolerated you today, but the gang leader cannot tolerate me."
"It's better if you don't have money..." He looked at the woman's graceful figure and stretched out a slap: "Well, let's play with us five brothers once, and I will make up for the money this time."
"Ah? This won't work!" The woman shook her head firmly with humiliation on her face. boom! Lin Sangou kicked the woman down the steps and took a sip: "Haha, I really think of myself as a fairy. You are the only one like you. There are many people like you in Fugui Alley next door who are ten times or a hundred times better than you. The uncle can like you." You are your blessing."
"Since you don't want to, then don't blame me for not showing mercy to her. Take blood!" As soon as he finished speaking, a younger brother pulled out a short knife and jumped down the steps, ready to stab the woman.
"Don't hurt my grandma!" At this time, Yun'er rushed out of the house and threw herself on the woman to protect her, but the boy didn't stop, as if he couldn't see the little girl, he stabbed her with a knife.
"Wait!" Lin Sangou suddenly said to the younger brother next to him: "Go to his house and look around. I remember that when Zhou Da was not dead, he was very prosperous for a while, and his family must still have some wealth." The three younger brothers After listening to the order, he immediately broke into the yard and rummaged through the boxes. After a while, he came out carrying some rags.
"Bah, why are you so poor? You prodigal bitch, how much money did you spend on Zhou Da? But this is enough, I will spare you today."
"Little lady, think about it carefully. When Master Gou comes next time, where do you want to get stabbed?" Lin Sangou gave a bad smile and walked up to Jiang Yan: "Sick and consumptive ghost, pay the money. Right." Jiang Yan nodded, not intending to conflict with these small gang members, so he took out a row of big money and handed it to the other party.
Unexpectedly, Lin Sangou turned his face instantly, his nostrils turned upward: "Not enough!" Not enough? Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, but there was no expression on his face: What, Brother Dog, could it be that Huang Xionghuang Gang Leader has increased the price? "
"There is no price increase." Lin Sangou showed a joking expression on his face: "The gang leader didn't increase the price, and others didn't increase the price, but if you increase the price, you will pay double the tax in the future. Do you understand?" Jiang Yan smiled: "Why?"
"Why?" Lin Sangou laughed suddenly: "Because I don't like you. Is this reason enough?"
"You're a sick man who doesn't know where he got the money from. He eats and fishes every day and lives in a house worth two square meters. Why don't you die quickly and spend this money with your Mr. Dog?"
"Is that so?" After hearing the other party's words, Jiang Yan still didn't have any angry look on his face, but he honestly gave another large amount of money to the other party: "I disappoint Master Gou, my bones can still last for a while. Woolen cloth."
"Tch, it's really boring." Lin Sangou saw that Jiang Yan was so irritated, but the other party still held back his anger, so he waved his hands and led the younger brothers away.
He had already inquired about Jiang Yan's identity
"The bottom line" is that he is a foreigner with a lot of money. In his eyes, he is a fat sheep. He has long been looking for a way to make a fortune.
"Master Dog, please walk slowly, don't fall..." Jiang Yan smiled brightly at the other figure, and waited until the group of people had gone away before he slowly returned to the yard.
After a while, the fish was cooked and brought to the table. Jiang Yan ate slowly. He ate the meal for half an hour before finishing the pot of fish.
After eating, it was getting dark. He looked up at the sky: "It's a good weather for murder and arson. There are no stars, no moon, no light, and you can't see your fingers." He stood up and took out a sharper one on the table. of fish bone and walked out of the yard.
"Today Lin Sangou dares to charge me double the blood tax. Will he dare to go into the yard at night and kill people tomorrow? There is always no shortage of greedy people in this world..."
"I just want to live peacefully here for a while and recover from my injuries. Why do people always force me?"... ps: Good evening everyone.
