Liu San's trip to Foshan was a fruitful one. Not only did he purchase enough raw materials to make summer medicine, he also purchased many precious medicinal materials that are difficult to obtain in Lingao and even Qiongzhou, especially musk, bezoar and rhinoceros horns. Especially musk. , all are from Henan Du Sheng Xingde. The musk of this brand has always been famous for being genuine. Liu San has only seen stock samples of musk with this brand in the university library in the past. Now he will see it with his own eyes and purchase it. When we arrived, I was really excited.
He even bought some of the Pien Tze Huang that he coveted. This kind of medicine is sold by pharmaceutical stores in Foshan, and the price is very expensive. You can only buy a small piece for one tael of silver. But Liu San wanted to buy more, but the drug store refused... Stock is limited, purchase limit is five pieces per person.
"I sold it to you now. What should I do if someone is in urgent need?" The clerk refused, "This is life-saving medicine!"
Liu San left in dismay, but this kind of traditional business ethics was really good.
As for various traditional Chinese medicine processing equipment, he also bought numerous equipment. In addition, he recruited many medicine shop clerks. Yang Shixiang was a little surprised. Even though he had made several big sales, Runshitang did not need so many people and things. Bar.
"Brother Yang, it won't take long for you to feel that you are not enough." Liu San smiled with confidence. Yang Shixiang originally wanted to persuade him, but he thought that although this person was very close to him and even worshiped him, he was not a good person. They are truly "Kun people". All Kun people are extremely confident and self-satisfied - of course, considering their various actions, this is not surprising.
Thinking that since he made friends with Dr. Liu, his life seemed to be getting better day by day, and even doing things became surprisingly smooth-Yang Shixiang didn't know that Li Yongxun's incident was purely accidental, and thought Liu San was hiding some back-up plan. Seeing that his elder brother did not cooperate, he became more and more impressed by the methods of this group of Australians.
As long as the Australian is in Lingao, his business will definitely become more and more prosperous. Yang Shixiang felt vaguely.
Before leaving Foshan, there was inevitably another social gathering. When they heard that they were leaving, the leading figures in the Yang family came to hold banquets one by one. Even Lin Ming sent several gifts to see them off. The group said goodbye and drank wine for three days. , just set off.
Foshan is dozens of miles away from Guangzhou by water, so it is very convenient to take a boat. Liu San and his party did not need to escort the goods, so the master and his seven or eight subordinates hired a Jiangshan Express to return all the way. On the return trip, Qiwei arranged the trip again, taking advantage of time and space. The standard is convenient and comfortable. Since the connections of all links along the road are quite accurate, Liu San is very suspicious. Is there a transmitter in Qiwei? He asked tentatively,
"This is nothing unusual." The "quan escort" responsible for the escort - yes, he is called a escort, not an escort. In fact, this person's job is not that of an escort.
"They are all sent by carrier pigeons," he said.
Qiwei Escort Bureau used the network established over the past year to combine its affiliated Escort Bureaus into cabinets, horse and carriage shops, car dealerships, boat shops, warehouses, inns... and established Huitong Stations at several transportation hubs across the province. , messages from various places were transmitted by carrier pigeons, three times a day in the morning, noon and evening. Although it was not as good as the telephone and telegraph, it was considered extremely accurate in conveying messages at that time.
After arriving in Guangzhou, I boarded the Guangjia. The medicinal materials purchased in Foshan had been transported to the dock warehouse in Qiwei, Guangzhou. The whole team gave him the warehouse receipt. Liu San and Yang Shixiang checked that the goods were not missing or damaged.
Stamping and shipping. The level of efficiency was astonishing even to Liu San.
The group took a boat from Gaoguang Shipping Company back to Lingao. As soon as they entered the port, they saw that fences had been erected on the renovated passenger terminal, as well as several newly built stone houses. Several people in navy uniforms were fencing
On duty.
When we got off the gangplank, we discovered that these dark-skinned natives were not marines. Each of them wore an armband: "Customs."
"This is really rare." Liu San said. Although he had known that the customs was established during the organizational adjustment and a person named Ma Jia was appointed as the customs director, the customs has always been a department with a weak presence among travelers. It's a long one.
At this stage, the General Administration of Customs only had a vest and an indigenous customs officer at his disposal.
Ma Jia painfully realized that he had no work at all in this loud-sounding customs. First, travelers did not need to pay export taxes and import taxes on their imported and exported goods, and they did not need to pay tonnage taxes on incoming and outgoing ships. The Ministry of Maritime Power was
The nearby sea area is Nanbatian, and the "fifth" that the fishermen are asked to pay is naturally not needed. As for the few businessmen who come to Gao to do business - in order to encourage them to come to Gao to do business, the commerce department has adopted a tax-free policy.
Most of these merchants are small traders with little profit to speak of. Ma Jia looked at the "Customs Law" and "Customs Rates" he had compiled and couldn't help but sigh to the sky.
The person who is as depressed as him is Fu Bowen. Yes, it is Fu Bowen, the inspector of the Bobu Inspection Department who fled into the county after D-Day last year. This ninth-level military attache now has no shame to stay in the county anymore. After being quite angry with him,
Under the stern urging of the disgusted Magistrate Wu, Fu Bowen neither dared to disobey, nor was he willing to lose his job. After careful consideration, he was forced to return to Bopu.
The "Kon thieves" were generous and sincerely welcomed his arrival - the return of the Inspection Department to Bopu was part of a private agreement between the two parties. The Crossing Group abided by the treaty and returned the original house of the Inspection Department.
He didn't even remove the glass windows installed inside. Although the electric light was gone, he was still generously equipped with a biogas lamp.
Even the organization of his twelve archers was returned to him - of course, the word "return" must be in quotation marks. The time traveler prepared a team of twelve people for him, and none of these twelve people were Fu Baiwen.
I know that they are all people selected by the Time Travel Group, and they are essentially serving the vest. This team moved into the Inspection Department openly and received the wages of the Inspection Department. Fu Bowen was also very sensible and did not give any orders.
So the Customs and Daming Inspection Department of the Cross-Travel Group co-existed in one place, almost like two brands and one team. All current tax collection and passenger behavior checks by the Cross-Travel Group were done in the name of the Bopu Inspection Department.
Fu Bowen is a bit like the official leader of some units. He only signs signatures and does not do routine work.
Fu Bowen is very aware of his status. He is just an empty sign. Moreover, everyone around him is an enemy of the country - even in the county town, it is not necessarily safe. Especially when he went home to visit relatives recently, he saw with his own eyes two rows of roads at the entrance of the county town.
The heads hanging out of the box. These names are more or less familiar to the people of Lingao. They used to make children afraid to cry. The heads of people who closed the city gates in the county now have their heads neatly hung in wooden cages.
On the wooden pole, he grinned and let the crows gnaw at him.
This group of thieves can even wipe out the toughest bandits, let alone a small county town. Fu Bowen simply came here and did nothing after getting up every morning, just drinking tea, practicing swordsmanship, reading, and reading.
Newspapers sent by thieves. For meals, he ate in the cafeteria of Bopu - the food here was quite good, and there was also a supply of fine wine from time to time, which was much better than the poor houses in the county. He was also used to drinking
Convenient paper cigarettes eliminate the need to clean the dry cigarette poles from time to time.
For this reason, he asked his family to exchange the monthly salary he received for part of the Lingao food coupons for consumption. Unconsciously, this kind of consumption became larger and larger, and the meager salary gradually became unbearable. At this time, Ma Jia
They would quietly send him some circulation coupons. Fu Bowen accepted it with a smile - after all, collecting money is an official rule.
Waistcoat seemed bored. In addition to working on his various customs regulations and writing maritime law provisions, he would also sit in Fu Bowen's inspection department from time to time - this was also his task, to monitor this key person in the time-traveling group.
A minor official of the Ming Dynasty.
On this day, Ma Jia and Fu Bowen were playing chess. Halfway through the game, a customs officer broke in:
"Chief Ma! The goods have arrived!"
"Goods have arrived?!" Ma Jia stood up suddenly. The so-called goods have arrived, which means that a large amount of taxable goods has arrived - this is the first time that Bobu Customs has done so.
"No tax exemption certificate?"
"No one has ever asked the person on board Guangjia. The owner of the goods is the shopkeeper of Runshitang in this county. He got this batch of goods from Foshan. They are worth my money. They are all medicinal materials!"
"Don't panic," Ma Jia ordered, "ask Ji An to wait for me on the dock."
Ji An was recently promoted from among ordinary travelers. He has been a customs declarer for ten years and is very familiar with the import and export commodity supervision process. He is much more professional than someone who talks about maritime law.
"Old Fu, I'll be back as soon as I go." He said hello and hurried to the dock. Ji An had already arrived.
"How about it?"
"This needs to be appraised." Ji An said, "Let's check the tax rate table."
"Just ask him the value of the goods." Ma Jia had a headache when he heard that the valuation was nothing more than a poor product manual. The book had everything, but the problem was that no one could identify this medicinal material...
"There is no invoice here, how can we confirm the authenticity?" Ji Anzheng said, and Liu San, who had already passed the customs checkpoint, ran back.
"What's going on here?"
"Collect import taxes." Ma Jia was quite excited, "Finally, we can import bulk goods..."
"This is a pharmaceutical raw material from the Ministry of Health!" Liu San almost jumped up, "Does this also have to be taxed?"
"No way. If it is imported materials from the Ministry of Health, there should be a notice from the Ministry of Health. Besides, this batch of goods is obviously from Runshitang!" Ma Jia said.
"The value of the goods is quite large." Ji An looked at the stack list, "The tax rate for Chinese medicinal materials is divided into three levels. The highest is ginseng and deer antlers, etc., with a tax rate of 50%..."
"Is there any mistake?" Liu San thought that the Ministry of Health's business had just opened, and the customs would come to collect taxes? He would never agree to this.