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Chapter 69 Lifting the Table

Shen Lin's heart sank.

You can tell by the heavy expression on his face.

Most of us control our own shipments.

The cement account was open, and he made two transactions with Shen Zhongru, so he couldn't hide it from anyone.

others?

The amount of cement sold in a few villages is not much, and it can be ignored even if it is considered as drizzle.

Wu Qi's two shops in Anding County will definitely be audited.

The heavy anger had long since disappeared, and he read with joy.

"Two months, only two months!"

"The transaction volume of Shen Lin's fired cement reached three thousand taels?"

"Oh, there are also iron tools, there are quite a few of them, one thousand, seven hundred and forty-eight taels?"

"Occasionally, fine iron can be produced? And more than three hundred fine iron farm tools have been made? What a waste!"

"Hmm, the transaction volume of cottonseed oil and white cotton cloth has exceeded one thousand taels?"

"Tsk tsk, with just one transaction, you make more money from oil extraction and weaving than the master does every month!"

Shen Lin felt more at ease.

Wu Qi is not stupid after all.

Why is the trading volume of fine iron farm tools only over 300?

It has to be doubled at least ten times, and it seems that it is all done secretly.

Otherwise, that guy will have to pay a lot more business taxes.

However, as far as the numbers recorded in the current small book are concerned.

It's enough to make Zhong Zhong envious and jealous.

A touch of greed.

It crawled out from the bottom of his heart like a poisonous snake, gradually devouring his sanity.

"Okay, cousin, I won't check the messy little accounts."

"Every month, let's calculate his transaction volume of three thousand taels. Shen Lin, do you have any objection?"

"If you calculate the thirty taxes, it's a full one hundred taels of silver, cousin."

"If you don't want me, cousin, to take a walk in your backyard."

"How about please hand it in in advance?"

hateful!

Today is only the third day of August.

Do you want this month’s business tax?

Six thousand taels of transaction volume?

Shen Lin grinned angrily with his big white teeth.

"Cousin, you may have miscalculated, is this month's cement?"

"It has been included in the military assets. My second uncle personally promised that there will be no tax."

"Oh, by the way!, I have no cloth and cottonseed oil to sell. Who told Shenjiaji that the price of cotton has increased too high?"

"As for ironware, you can't buy high-grade ore that can produce refined iron!"

"So, ironware shipments will be halved!"

"Ah ah ah, if you calculate it this way, the sales volume in August will be at most 500 taels of silver."

Wu Qi bought a 300-dan clipper and opened three stores in other counties.

Only fools are selling goods in Anping.

Next, I sell high-end dyed fabrics.

One batch of goods is equivalent to a transaction volume of three to four thousand taels. Can I let you know?

Can’t fine iron farm tools be sold outside of the country?

Shen Lin took out a few large ingots from his pocket and threw them on the table.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"It's not easy for my cousin to train in the army."

"We are not stingy people, so give more."

"Let's round up the whole number, twenty taels of tax silver!"

There was raging anger in his heavy eyes.

you?

Are you... sending me to beg for food?

Let you deduct seven to eight deductions like this, and the business tax will be one hundred taels per month.

It becomes twenty taels?

In fact, including the one hundred taels that Liang Zizhong turned in every month.

This money is not too small.

Many villages cannot receive so much.

The bulk of the commercial tax revenue depends on Anding County.

Of course, if Shen Lin's account can be thoroughly investigated.

There is no problem if I receive three to four hundred taels a month.

It is enough to pay for the food and salary of the rural soldiers.

but.

Why should Shen Lin make wedding clothes for Shen Zhongxin?

You treat me unkindly.

Just don't blame me for being unjust.

If uncle Shen Zhongxiao were to take charge of this matter.

Not to mention paying taxes in full.

Ask Shen Lin to donate one or two thousand taels of silver.

He is also happy.

For the sake of the overall situation!

My family will definitely have strong support.

but.

Shen Zhongxin, Shen Zhongru.

Including the bastards like Shen Yi and Shen Zhong.

When did you become one of your own?

Shen Lin opened the door and walked away.

He shouted angrily.

"Shen Lin, stop right here!"

"Okay, okay, all the blacksmiths in your family should report to Shenjiaji tomorrow!"

Shen Lin turned around, his voice as cold as ice.

"Is this your own decision? Or is it Shen Zhongxin's intention?"

How dare you call your second uncle by his first name?

You, Shen Lin, are going to turn the world upside down!

His heavy fingers were shaking with anger.

"you you……"

"Anyway, you must obey orders."

"Otherwise...you won't be able to become a local leader."

Shen Lin laughed loudly.

"Ignorant clown."

"My uncle, Shen Zhongxiao, personally asked me to be the head of the village."

"Without him protecting me from the wind and rain, the main line of the Shen family is nothing."

"Do you believe it? All I need is a letter from my uncle."

"Not to mention a little person like you, Shen Zhongxin and his son have to go back to school obediently?"

I don’t believe it’s so heavy.

You are just a distant side branch.

How many times has your uncle summoned you and you just flew up to a high branch?

Of course, he also knew that Shen Zhongxiao had gone to the capital now.

Even though he was an old man, there was no news that he would be reinstated.

But the emperor was seriously ill and was left alone, so he still traveled thousands of miles to invite him to live with him.

You can see it.

Uncle Shen Zhongxiao is the backbone of the Shen family.

But don't forget.

Shen Zhongxiao and Shen Zhongxin are brothers after all.

How could it be possible, uncle? He prefers you, a side disciple?

"Shen Lin, you are so presumptuous!"

"The bandits are powerful and stability is at stake."

"Even if my uncle is at home, he can't forgive you for being so selfish."

Shen Lin waved his hand and walked away.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Shen Shen.

He was furious and furious.

"Shen Lin, you made me angry."

"Do you believe it or not? I will close your workshop today."

Liang Zizhong stood up and patted the long knife in his waist.

"You can give it a try. Do you have a reason to search?"

"Intruding into other people's back houses without permission violates the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, and you will die a hundred times."

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want with just a few unworthy servants."

He glared heavily.

"Village Chief Liang, what do you mean?"

"You, a little village chief, are threatening this military training officer?"

Are your balls too heavy?

Isn’t he Shen Zhongxin’s bitch?

The Great Zhou Dynasty did not have the official position of military training officer.

To put it bluntly, not only are you not as senior as our Brother Lin.

We village chiefs are all tougher than you.

Liang Zizhong chuckled.

"threaten?"

"The threat to this generation is not mine."

"Don't you know? Behind us is Beiman Mountain!"

"I heard that there are many bandits in the mountains."

"Don't you think that with only ten of your servants?"

"Are you invincible in the world?"

Well, Liang Zizhong also walked away.

Shen Zhongping is a good man and he doesn't want to offend anyone.

After sitting down with heavy weight, the old man warned him earnestly.

"It's so heavy. I have the nerve to call you my cousin."

"Brother Lin is actually a good person."

"You... why bother to go against him?"

"His appointment as the head of the village. Don't talk about you. Even your second uncle has to think twice before taking action, right?"

"If you go to check someone's backyard, you'll be totally in trouble!"

He rolled his eyelids heavily and said in a muffled voice.

"so what?"

"Does Shen Lin still dare to rebel?"

Shen Zhongping smiled bitterly.

Young people are impatient.

Don't listen to the old man.

The loss is right in front of you!


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