Now that a compromise has been reached, Fang Chongyong has naturally changed from a "prisoner" to a "guest". His parents in his previous life taught him that he must be a "useful" person in the future. This moment is magical and unparalleled in persuasion.<

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Fang Chongyong was invited into a special tea room, where a beautiful maid dressed in gauze came to make tea with skillful techniques and a quiet smile.

It is surrounded by foldable wooden screens. The azaleas and larks on the screen are painted so vividly that they seem to be running out of the painting. It is obvious that they were painted by famous artists.

This is the luxurious taste from Chang'an! Even when Zheng Shuqing took office in Kuizhou, he brought this precious screen with him.

The white porcelain teapot is boiling on the tea stove. The light-colored cracks on the teapot are white and mysterious.

Then light the fine charcoal, which smells like incense. The three-legged copper tea stand holds the teapot, which is indescribably noble and elegant. Next to it are two small white jade teacups, decorated with lotus flowers and gold rims.

On the silver plate, there is no concealment of publicity and exaggeration.

The maid's delicate and white hands broke the tea cake into pieces and gently put it into the tea cauldron. Its shape and shape are pleasing to the eye.

Fang Chongyong watched fascinated until the other party added snow-white...salt to the tea pot.

Add salt to tea?

This scene made him stunned for a while.

Zheng Shuqing thought that Fang Chongyong was shocked by the luxury of the tea set, so he proudly introduced: "This tea is Kuizhou tribute tea Xiangshan. Xiangshan tea is produced in Shexiangshan. The tea sticks are tight, smooth and straight, with seedlings showing on the front, silvery green."

It is both green and green, with a rich and long-lasting internal aroma and a fresh and sweet taste.

Shexiang Mountain is located thirty miles southeast of Kuizhou City. It is not very far. What is even more amazing is that there is a mountain spring on the mountain. The water is sweet and clear, which is different from the river water and mud.

This tea comes from the spring of Xiangshan. It is really wonderful to cook Xiangshan fragrant tea with the spring water of Xiangshan.

We also have Jiannan Mengding Stone Flower, Dongchuan Shenquan, Shaanzhou Bijian, Changzhou Yixing Purple Bamboo Shoot and other good teas here. If the local tribute tea from Kuizhou does not suit your taste, you can try the tribute tea from other prefectures and counties.

Interesting, hahahahahaha."

Zheng Shuqing touched the long beard on his chin and laughed, almost making Fang Chongyong sick enough to vomit blood.

Fang Zhongyong was speechless for such a show off of wealth, because the other person said it so naturally, just like a rich man in his previous life who said that he would spend hundreds of thousands to stay in a hotel.

But thinking about it, he felt relieved. Considering Governor Zheng's family background, drinking tea from a certain bowl has been ingrained in him since childhood and has become a part of life.

Even if he is watching a vulgar dance, if the dancer does not dance for an hour or two, he is too lazy to watch.

A luxurious meal that ordinary people cannot afford in their lifetime may even be pig food that cannot be eaten in the eyes of these people.

People are different from each other. Your end point may not even reach the starting point of others. Is the meaning of life just that you have been there before?

Fang Chongyong, who wanted to say "the rich family smells of wine and meat", restrained himself from using the foul language.

People are under the eaves, low-key and not shabby.

After a while, the tea was cooked. Zheng Shuqing poured tea for Fang Chongyong himself. After waving his hand, several maids in the tea room quietly exited and closed the door.

"Go ahead, say whatever you want, whatever you want."

Zheng Shuqing said calmly, having already put away the smile on his face.

"Zheng Shijun, no matter what, the huge amount of customs money can only be obtained from Kuizhou itself, which may be detrimental to your reputation..."

After the polite remarks, it was time to get down to business, Fang Chongyong said hesitantly.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Shuqing waved his hands impatiently and said: "There is no need to talk about such nonsense. How can we make up for the shortfall without making money from Kuizhou? Obviously this is the only way. What I want to know is how to make up for the loss of thirty people."

Make up for Wan Guan's shortfall."

His patience is limited, and so is his time!

"Someone saw the scenery of Kuizhou and wrote a poem:

Spring grass grows at the top of Baidi City,

The Shujiang River is clear at the foot of Baiyan Mountain.

Southerners come up and sing a song,

Northerners should not be moved by nostalgia.

Your Majesty, please open a salt class in Kuizhou. With the White Salt Mountain, you won’t be afraid of not being able to collect the salt tax."

Fang Zhongyong said with certainty.

Baiyan Mountain is located in the east of Kuizhou City. There is this salt well. Are you still worried that there will be no salt? If you have salt, are you worried that you will not be able to get the money?

Hearing this, Zheng Shuqing was stunned. He didn't expect that Fang Chongyong didn't even know such a common sense question.

Zheng Shuqing sighed helplessly: "Your talent lies only in poetry. Don't underestimate the people of the world. Don't you hear the saying of the children in Kuizhou: There is no salt on the Baiyan Mountain?

Not only does Kuizhou have no salt mountains, but most of the salt that the people eat is imported from Wu (Jiangnan). Besides, even if the Baiyan Mountain next to it is made of salt, the salt tax is a central policy. How can it be left to us and other places?

Officials make their own decisions?

Even if they want to harvest, it's not our turn to do it! Is this what the so-called prodigy is capable of?"

Zheng Shuqing looked at Fang Chongyong with evil intentions, deeply doubting whether he was seriously ill and had to seek medical treatment.

There are many kinds of child prodigies. It can be seen that Fang Zhongyong is good at writing poems, but whether he can make money is still a question.

The salt policy in Kuizhou is so complicated that it is difficult to describe it in one sentence. It actually has imports and exports, and it is also used as a logistics distribution center to be transported to other places. These three states exist at the same time. It is extremely difficult to make money from it, and it affects the whole body.
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"Please take me to the accounting office to find out what's going on. If you don't look at local income, I can't do anything."

Fang Chongyong raised his hands and begged. He had to admit that he did underestimate Zheng Shuqing.

"Don't you want to drink tea? Tea is not expensive, but the water from Xiangshan Spring is under the jurisdiction of the government and ordinary people cannot drink it."

Zheng Shuqing teased, implying that Fang Chongyong was a local idiot.

Fang Chongyong quickly took a sip of the local Xiangshan tribute tea and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

The fragrant tea tastes sweet when you enter it. The addition of salt actually enhances the sweetness and freshness of the tea, which is very pleasant. It must be said that although the knowledge about the circulation of the human body was very lacking in ancient times, people did not know that eating too much salt would cause serious illness.

But the pursuit of delicious food is endless, and the tricks are endless.

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Tea with salt added is delicious, but you should not drink too much. You can buy a few kilograms of this tea in the future and taste it. There is no need to add salt.

Fang Chongyong secretly complained in his heart, his face calm.

As for the fact that people in the Tang Dynasty added salt to tea to remove the bitter taste, he only found out later.

"That's okay. Now that we've come to this point, then you can come with me."

Zheng Shuqing had some hesitation on his face, but he still nodded slightly and did not refuse.

It’s not that you can’t tell anyone about the secrets in the government office, but it’s just not very suitable for Fang Chongyong, the son of the former supervisory censor.

The current situation is already very tense. Li Linfu's handwritten letter was only delivered to Zheng Shuqing yesterday, asking him to settle the Kuizhou Jiangguan tariff issue before the Lantern Festival next year.

That's 300,000 guan, not 30 guan or 300 guan!

Li Linfu completely ignored Zheng Shuqing's plea for defense in his letter last time. His attitude was very tough and he did not mention pursuing the murderer to recover the tax money!

Li Linfu's meaning is very clear: it doesn't matter whether Zheng Shuqing steals, levies and expropriates, or even lets local soldiers pretend to be water bandits to rob merchant ships! As long as the money is secured, everything will no longer be a problem.

Moreover, no more censors like Fang Youde will come to Kuizhou to cause trouble. I hope Zheng Shuqing will take good care of himself and not make mistakes!

As Li Linfu's party member, Zheng Shuqing knows the other party's temper very well. If Li Linfu doesn't give him a "chance" at all, it means there is still room for change and bargaining. But since the other party has already spoken, there will be no chance until the Lantern Festival next year.

If it really takes more than half a year to make up for the shortfall, Li Linfu's methods are not simple!

The opportunity has been given to you, but if you can't grasp it, then don't worry about me ruthlessly cleaning up the house!

Li Linfu is best at using rules to kill his colleagues or subordinates "within the system".

Compared with Li Linfu's sharp tactics, Zheng Shuqing felt that Fang Chongyong, a child with a yellow mouth, was nothing to fear.

Under the escort of two entourages, Zheng Shuqing led Fang Chongyong out of the official residence, entered Kuizhou Fucheng directly from the north gate, and came to the government office's accounting room. There were stacks and stacks of Kuizhou household registrations and account books on the cabinet.

Maps, official correspondence.

They are all arranged in categories, not as disorganized as imagined.

This made Fang Chongyong look at Zheng Shuqing again. Even if he was an official with no food, he might not be as incompetent as he thought, and his daily affairs could still be handled well.

Holding a stack of account books in front of the desk, Fang Chongyong quickly noticed something was wrong.

The accounts have been done very well, and there are no outstanding payments! You must know that farmers, especially homesteaders under the equal-field system, have seasonal and regular changes in their household goods. They often default on rent due to natural and man-made disasters.

In addition, the standards for rent and rent in the Tang Dynasty were based on ordinary families when the land was plentiful at the founding of the People's Republic of China. After a hundred years of development, land annexation has become extremely serious. It is common for ordinary families to default on paying taxes, and it is impossible to collect rent from rent.

So neatly.

After all, the "tax farming system" was not used in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. As long as every household did not have a black household registration and had a mediocre rent, it would be handed over to the government.

Big local businesses may use dirty tricks to deal with the common people, but the government would not dare to do so casually. If things get too big, it will be difficult to deal with.

"Read it slowly. If you can't finish it, continue tomorrow. Don't rush for a day or two."

Zheng Shuqing yawned and said.

Huangkou child, what can you tell? Zheng Shuqing feels that he may have to explain to the other party.
To be continued...