The young man drove the cart and walked in the direction he had just found out.

The cart walked a long way on the road. The young man suddenly grabbed the reins, pointed his hand at a place not far ahead, and said, "Dad, did that person say there before?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the car gang squinted his eyes and said, "Come over and ask."

The young man waved the whip in his hand and drove the cart forward.

Soon, the cart arrived at this place.

"Dad, look, there is really a tax yamen." The young man's eyes were sharp-eyed and saw the plaque of the tax yamen behind the empty yard at a glance.

However, at this moment, the crowds gathered in the empty field flocked to the cart.

Before the young man could react, several large cars were surrounded.

"Who is the boss?" someone shouted among the people around the cart.

The young man who was driving the car saw so many people surrounding his car and looked nervously at his father beside him.

At this time, the middle-aged man sitting in the car gang stood up on the big chariot, bowed to the crowd around the big chariot, and said politely: "Everyone, we are just a new arrival and are about to go to the tax yamen. Please give up a way and let the big chariot pass."

Before he knew what the people around him did, he moved out of the banner of the tax yamen. After all, the yamen is still very credible in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Everyone is out of the way, and let everyone go to the tax office to do business, which is not that little time." A red-faced man in a fur coat drove away the people around the cart.

"Thank you, brother." The middle-aged man in the car hugged the blushing man and clasped his fists.

The red-faced man turned around and smiled at the middle-aged man on the cart, saying, "I am a businessman like you, but I am a Han merchant on the grassland. If you come out of the tax office later, can you hand over all the goods you bring to me?"

"You want to eat nothing! There are so many of us waiting here, why should we sell you alone?" someone shouted in the crowd.

"Yes, yes, yes, can't sell him."

"Sell me, sell me, I am also a Han merchant. Whether you sell silver or buy things on the grassland, I have them."

"Sell it to me, I can buy your goods at a high price."

You and I say one word in the crowd.

The middle-aged man on the cart understood at this time that these people came to buy the goods he brought, not to do anything to him.

"Dad, I didn't expect our goods to be so popular." The young man who was driving the car said happily to the middle-aged man.

The people in front of him didn't even know what goods were on the cart, so many people rushed to buy them. For the first time, he felt that buying and selling was so easy to do.

The middle-aged man ignored his son and said to the people around him: "I can see that you all want what I bring, but do you ask me to go to the tax yamen first?"

The situation in front of him made him a little confused. He remembered what the guards told him when he entered the city and decided to wait until he saw the officer in the tax yamen before making a decision.

"Okay, don't block it anymore. Do you dare to buy goods that have not passed through the tax yamen? Get out of the way! Don't block the way." The blushing man said to the people surrounding the cart.

The crowd slowly retreated to both sides, giving way out a passage.

"Catch the train." The middle-aged man on the train said to his son and sat down.

The young man rushed to the cart, passed through the crowd, and came to the door of the tax office.

"Dad, it's here." The young man said to his father.

The middle-aged man jumped out of the cart and walked towards the tax office.

Not long after entering, several officers wearing soldiers walked out of the room.

"Master, these big trucks are filled with goods brought by villains from the Ming Dynasty. This is a list of goods." The middle-aged man took out a list from his cuff and handed it to the official who was holding the notebook.

"You guys go inspect the goods and see if the things are the same as on the list?" The head of the officer gave instructions to the other officers who came out together.

At this time, the coachman and the guy on the car got off the car and stood beside the car.

Several officials walked towards the cart and began to check the goods brought on the cart.

The head of the official said to the middle-aged man in front of him: "Five food is to be drawn one for one. Whether it is iron or tea, the remaining things are to be drawn one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for one for the remaining things to be settled in cash. Only when the cash is insufficient can the grain be settled."

"The villain understands." The middle-aged man nodded.

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The head of the official said again: "Don't think you have too many hits. After all, you came to Qingcheng from the Ming Dynasty. We must ensure your safety. Although you came to the grassland before, you can earn more, but you may even keep the goods on the grassland forever."

"Not too much, not too much, no villain feels too much at all." The middle-aged man hurriedly defended.

The most important thing when you come to the grassland to do business is safety. As long as you are safe, no matter how high the tax you take, it will be more profitable than you earn in the Ming Dynasty.

After all, although there is no need to be called commercial tax in the Ming Dynasty, there are many levels on the way. Every time you pass a level, you don’t spend money to manage the points, and the convoy can’t get through it.

After taking over the business taxes along the way, the commercial taxes taken away by Qingcheng were even higher, and the profits were not as rich as those on the grassland.

The head official nodded and said, "It's good to understand. There were merchants from the Ming Dynasty who wanted to avoid the business tax privately. For such people who don't understand the rules, we will directly draw 50% of them. In serious cases, all goods will be confiscated, including those who buy things, and they will also accept punishment."

"Don't worry, I must do business in a proper manner." The middle-aged man secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, I took the initiative to come to this tax office.

The head officer said lightly: "You have come to Qingcheng for the first time and you know how to take the initiative to report to the tax office, which means you are a person who understands the rules. I will also give you some advice."

"You said, "Little Man, listen." The middle-aged man said respectfully from the side.

The head-in-chief said: "When you come, you should see those people outside. They are all Han merchants on the grassland. If you want to save trouble, you can sell the goods to them directly. Of course, you can also go to other tribes to sell things to the herdsmen by yourself."

"Before the villain came, I heard that he could take action as long as he delivered the goods to Qingcheng, so the villain should sell the goods to those outside!" The middle-aged man couldn't figure out what the relationship between the Han merchants outside and the officials in front of him, so he decided to take action earlier and return to the Ming Dynasty earlier.

The grassland is still dangerous for him after all.
Chapter completed!