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Section 47 Landlords Collect Rent (4)

The accountant's rage made He Dachang blush and Huang Yu was at a loss. He didn't think that this old farmer would be the owner of a shop with an annual income of hundreds of dollars. What's more, Yun Ye was right in front of him, and he had no scruples in trying to take advantage.

, did not take Mr. Hou seriously.

Yun Ye patted him on the shoulder and said, "Look, it's like this. If the Yun family village only relies on digging food from the soil, charging such a high rent is really unscrupulous.

But look, there are no idle people in Zhuangzi. Some people use the idle land to grow vegetables, fruit trees, fish, bees to produce honey, pigs, sheep, and even greedy cattle that specialize in meat. This is not illegal.

, is registered with the government, so the family has more income channels and more output. The laws of the Tang Dynasty are very strict. The main family owns at least 20% of these properties. The miscellaneous Yun family is left behind so much. "

After saying that, he put the cake plate in his hand and said: "Eat with confidence, the Yun family's food is clean and not stained with blood. Even His Majesty eats it without any taboos when he comes to the Yun family. Your censor Zhongcheng just arrived at home yesterday.

I have mixed up and ran away, for fear that I would ask for money. The position of censor is important, but I am poor. I am full of respect for you.

You dared to impeach the princess's family, you didn't let go of the prince's family, and you didn't let Qingque and I collapse the palace in Ouchi. Very good, look more and listen more. You are watching politics now, open your eyes.

Looking at the world, you will find that miracles are everywhere, and they are actually created by these mud-legged people."

Huang Yu ate the honey-smeared cake in his mouth, but his heart felt bitter as he had never felt before. Yun Ye's words made his eyes a little moist. Censor, censor, sounds nice, but in fact it is an offending job.

, is an outlier among the officials. Other officials do some business in private and subsidize the family. Everyone laughs at it. Only the censor cannot do it. He needs to support a large family with his monthly salary of 800 yuan. Chang'an

Mi Gui, all the farm children think that jujube cakes are smelly. Only his four-year-old daughter looks forward to eating jujube cakes every day. She used to think that moral integrity was more important than other external things, but now she seems so weak, like

The city on the beach collapsed when the big waves came over. What happened to the world?

Chang'an is becoming more and more prosperous. The city with a diameter of 18 miles is full of people. There are endless sailing shadows on the river. People are crowded inside the city. The curfew that has been maintained for decades is gradually collapsing. Xinhuafang is like a paradise when the pear blossoms are in bloom. Qujiang River

The singing and dancing continued day and night, but the censor never changed. Every time he played in the court, it was like a big bell and a big Lu, making all the officials vigilant.

Suppressing the emotion in his heart, of course he had to take a closer look at the Yun family so as not to miss any clues. Thinking of the bad horses and servants of the Yun family, he was about to tell Yun Ye not to ruin his reputation because of these little details.

But he found that the bored horse walked into the shed and saw Yun Ye eating a cake. He came up to him and bit the cake into Yun Ye's hand. Yun Ye was not angry, but spread the cake in the palm of his hand and let it eat it.

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Several old men gathered around and touched Wangcai's head. He Dachang said with a smile: "Every time I see Wangcai, I feel happy. Unfortunately, I have lost a lot of weight. There are not many things that people in Lingnan can eat. Look at Wangcai."

My wealth has been reduced to a handful of bones. I will use this money to sell some food for myself. We will stay in Chang'an to enjoy our lives and not go anywhere."

Huang Yu watched as a large handful of copper coins was put into the purse under its neck. It was heavy and made him feel sad. The money in Wangcai's purse was more than the money in his purse.

"Wangcai is a good boy. Every time he goes to the old man's shop for snacks, he won't leave without paying. This makes the old man pretend to take out the money every time and then put it back before leaving. He is more sensible than Old Man Hu.

, the old guy never paid the bill when he came to my restaurant to eat, the old man remembered it, and when your roast chicken restaurant opened, the old man didn’t even pay, just took it and left..."

Seeing that there was no advantage to be taken, a few old men walked out of the shed, joking with each other, and went to the market with their hands behind their backs.

What the Yun family saw completely overturned Huang Yu's understanding of the world. As Yun Ye walked outside the shed, he did not go to the market, but went around to the residential area behind.

Huang Yu's first impression here was that it was clean. There were no common chicken manure, horse urine, etc. in the countryside. From time to time, branches hanging with fruits protruded from the low wall. Sometimes he had to lower his head.

The yard is full of all kinds of dried vegetables, as well as all kinds of beans. They are very colorful and eye-catching. "This family is a vegetable cook. Don't underestimate these dried vegetables. There are also salt beans. There are a lot of them in winter."

Selling money, I heard that his family now sells more than just dried vegetables. The mother-in-law at home is smart and discovered that steaming dried vegetables and marinated meat together will make the taste delicious. Sprinkle some chili peppers on it and it will be the best in the world.

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Last year, their family gave some to the house, and a few girls snatched them all up. The adults didn't even take a few bites. This year, I heard that their dried vegetables were no longer sold, so they started selling this kind of steamed meat. The cheap dried vegetables suddenly became more popular.

I have become delicate and expensive. It is difficult not to make a fortune this year. As usual, I found a middleman to send 20% of the shares to my family. I said no, this is a unique business that the banker has thought up by himself, and he will join in and do it himself.

What, who would have thought that a few girls would quit and say they don’t need money, but just want several jars of steamed meat every year.”

"Marquis Yun, I have no doubts about Yunjiazhuangzi's wealthy people and subordinate officials, but is there really no problem in doing so?" The young official looked at the busy women in the yard and asked worriedly.

"Your idea is very reasonable. Wei Gong also told me about it. It is said that people with sufficient talent know etiquette. I never like poor and kind people. They are all the same people. They cannot be cows and horses all their lives. They will be careless until they die.

Not having a full meal is a failure as a human being. It can even be said to be a human tragedy. As for etiquette, it is acquired. If every child receives a formal and systematic education, your concern should be Mr.

The only worry is that when seeking for their position, they should consider the morality of their children as husbands, and you as the imperial censor should tell His Majesty what is happening in the world. This is a duty. "

After waving his hand to stop the woman who was about to come up to greet him, Huang Yu seemed to be in a better mood. Yun Ye made him feel like a close friend of many years, more than a prince. They couldn't help but hold hands behind each other's backs.

In Zhuangzi, they were pointing, talking and laughing happily.

The scenery of Yunjiazhuangzi is indeed beautiful. This beauty lies not in the mountains and rivers, but in the people. Whether it is the old man dozing off on the bamboo chair or the mother-in-law sitting in the shade of the tree picking up the soles of her shoes, it makes people feel comfortable from the heart.

While the young woman was busy, she did not forget to rock the cradle beside her. The fat child stretched out his fat folded arms to touch the cloth tiger in front of him. The older child was wrapped in a red bellyband and naked.

Huang Yu would always smile knowingly when he saw the butts all over the yard chasing chickens. What more could a person want in this life? It would be an injustice from God if such a wealthy Zhuangzi had those dark things.

"Marquis Yun, when I came here, I heard a ragged old man say that he needed to pay six guan of rent to the Yun family a year. Do you know how angry I was, especially when I heard that his son was away at war?

You just exempted him from rent, which made me think that you are the most cruel landlord in the world. I also heard that you also tax children in confinement, which made me want to die with you. Please

You tell me this is not true. Such things should not exist in such a beautiful Zhuangzi."

Yun Ye smiled. He knew something about Zhuangzi. The housekeeper often told it to him as a joke in his spare time. After hearing what Huang Yu said, he took him to the houses in the back rows. Before he could reach it,

Huang Yu saw the old man he met wearing shorts and shorts, lying under the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness. There was also a small pot of wine on the small table. Most of the boiled soybean pods in the basin had been eaten and the skins were piled up.

A woman in a red skirt was clearing the table. When she saw Mr. Hou coming, she lowered her head in embarrassment and turned around and called daddy, trying to wake up the old man.

The old man opened his eyes, stood up immediately, invited Yun Ye and Huang Yu to sit down, and told his wife to cook some more soybean pods and bring them over. Yun Ye was not polite, sat on the recliner, picked up the wine, smelled it, frowned and said

: "You are considered a rich man in Zhuangzi. Why do you still drink such bad wine, go to Chang'an to sell food and dress decently? You are in rags and rags, which embarrasses the Yun family Zhuangzi."

While the old man was boiling the tea cup with hot water, he said to Yun Ye: "Master Hou, if you wear good clothes, people will know that they are coming from our village. A bushel of wheat will be sold to others for four cents and three cents. If you sell it to our family, it will cost you three cents."

For four cents and five cents, I became deceived. I had no choice but to work in the fields for two days and went to Chang'an without taking a shower. Sure enough, this trick worked. Our wheat looked good. I sold it for four cents and five cents and bought it.

Their wheat cost four and a half cents, and the old man's shabby clothes earned the family more than four hundred cents."

Huang Yu couldn't understand how there could be no price difference between buying and selling. How could those unscrupulous merchants let you sell and buy at the same price? How could he make any money in this way? With this question

Ask the old man for advice.

"Of course it's impossible for a merchant. That merchant is not a skinned monkey. How can we have good fruit in their hands? They collect grain for thirty-six cents and sell grain for five cents. The price difference is one cent for a bucket of grain. This is what they do.

Wouldn't this old man be in trouble? Our wheat yield is high but not tasty. The noodles become sticky when put into the pot. We can't drink the glutinous rice for a year.

Fortunately, your majesty is benevolent and righteous. In order to stabilize the price of grain, he has protected large-scale grain transactions. Our wheat is good-looking and is rated as Class A. Others' wheat is not good-looking but delicious and can only be rated as Class B.

Wait, this way we can get three cents in profit from a load of wheat. This is more than half a bushel of wheat. The old man’s twenty loads of wheat are an extra load. Where can I find such a deal? I’m going to help the folks tomorrow.

Let's go and exchange for more. The extra money will belong to me and will be treated as hard-earned money. I heard from people in the city that Your Majesty wants to be the Khan for some time. You have to sweat hard, and you won't be able to do it without sweating." (To be continued. Please search

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