A temporarily transferred orderly came out of the kitchen with a tea tray and clumsily placed the black tea on the coffee table. He was a young man who came from the village of Wall, and he was still serving in the cavalry camp when he came to the cavalry camp.
When he first came out of Wall Village, he didn't even know how to ride a horse.
Now you can sit upright on horseback, hold a knight's spear and charge at the target.
It's just that riding skills still need to spend a lot of time practicing to become more proficient.
A group of young people like them who came out of Wall Village had a blind worship of Surdak.
Suldak told him: "Go and ask Andrew to find someone to count the number of mercenaries in the prison. President Buckley needs to determine the total amount of fines."
The young cavalryman quickly stood up straight, saluted Suldak, turned around and walked out of the small building.
The wrinkles on President Buckley's face were almost squeezed together, and he said to Suldak with a grimace:
"I'm going to prepare the fine right now."
President Buckley also stood up and hurriedly followed the young cavalryman out of the small building...
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The expressions of the people sitting on the sofa in the living room were a little unnatural.
Baron Josh Golding sat there without saying a word, with a very cold expression on his face, suppressing the anger in his heart. He felt that Suldak's failure to greet him immediately was the biggest dissatisfaction with him.
respect.
Mrs. Luna, who was opposite the sofa, was trying to calm herself down. She crossed her hands and fingers on her knees, lowered her eyelids and looked at the toes of her shoes. Facing Baron Golding, she couldn't even find a topic to talk about.
Tax collector Batra sat next to Mrs. Luna, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
Although the room was not very hot, he just felt a little weak in his heart. He looked at the tailor shop and bakery owners in the corner and found that they were not as good as him, so he felt a little calmer.
The Batra tax collector heard that the resident cavalry had sealed up the trading house at noon today, and knew that something was wrong. Originally, he wanted to hide far away, but unexpectedly he was invited over by Commander Surdak.
Whether it was Baron Suldak or Baron Golding, they were both people he could not afford to offend.
He very much hoped that there would be a bottle of invisibility potion for him to drink, so that he could disappear for a while in this tense living room.
The tailor shop owner and the bakery owner both looked after Suldak.
When the owner of the tailor shop found out that Commander Suldak was really the tenant that day, he regretted not renting the small building directly to the lady for free. Although she did make some repairs later, it is possible that she still failed in some aspects.
Let this commander be satisfied.
The bakery owner also discovered that the commander in front of him was the person who went to his bakery last night to inquire about the price of wheat cakes.
He thought carefully about whether he had said anything wrong last night, and found that the commander only paid attention to the prices of wheat cakes and bread, and said nothing else behind him.
He was a little confused as to what the commander asked him to do: 'Did he ask me to be responsible for cooking the wheat cakes that the cavalry eat every day?'
…
Suldak sat in front of the sofa, still not looking at Baron Golding.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea before saying to Mrs. Luna:
"Mrs. Luna, how much money does the city defense brigade owe for military supplies?"
Lady Luna raised her head and looked at Suldak in surprise. After hesitating for a few seconds, she secretly glanced at Baron Golding, forced a stiff smile on her face, and then said:
"If all the payments are accumulated together, the amount will be approximately one thousand one hundred and fifty gold coins."
Surdak was secretly surprised. He didn't expect Mayor Marco to owe more than a thousand gold coins.
"It seems that the financial hole left by Mayor Marco is quite big, so let's do this. This part of the fine will go into the treasury of the town hall." Suldak said to Mrs. Luna: "In addition,
I want to use this money to repay part of the armaments and supplies the city defense brigade owes to the trading company. Madam Luna, are there any difficulties at the town hall?"
Mrs. Luna immediately said: "Commander Surdak, there is no problem."
She didn't care about the fine. Since Commander Surdak wanted to fill the big hole with the fine, she had no reason to stop him.
Surdak nodded and said:
"It just so happens that the owner of the trading house, Baron Josh Golding, is also here. I will ask the trading house to issue a receipt later. I really hope that this kind of thing happens more times. In that case, maybe the fine alone will help.
We can pay off the military supplies owed by the city defense brigade."
After saying that, Suldak turned his attention to Baron Golding.
Baron Josh Golding's nose was so angry that he was so angry.
President Buckley said that the mercenary union should be responsible for paying the fine, but the employment contract signed by the trading house and the mercenary union clearly stated that all expenses incurred by the mercenaries while fighting for the trading house would be fully borne by the trading house.
, so in the end it was the trading house that paid for it.
Now this fine must be used to replenish the armaments and supplies for the city defense brigade.
The money was transferred around a lot, but in the end it still fell back into his pocket. Such a deal made Baron Golding feel very unhappy anyway.
He was not a good-tempered person either. When he saw Surdak saying this, he immediately said with a cold face:
"The total amount of armaments owed by the city defense brigade to the trading firm actually amounts to 1,153 gold coins."
He touched the cane at his side, stared at him sharply and said: "Commander Surdak, you are not usually involved in financial work, so you probably don't know that fifty gold coins are only enough to pay the interest on the supply loan and maintain the total payment.
It won’t just increase cumulatively.”
After finishing speaking, there was still a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Of course, I don't care about interest or anything else, but I hope that the town hall can collect the debt and pay it off at once."
"Baron Golding, if you think so, then I have another plan..." Suldak turned the parchment book in his hand to the second page.
Both the tailor shop owner and the bakery owner thought that they couldn't get a word in, so they wished they could sit in a more private position.
Suldak looked up at the bakery owner and asked him: "If the whole town's bread and baked wheat cakes are supplied by the bakery, how much wheat flour do you think can be consumed every day?"
"Do those aborigines count?" the bakery owner asked cautiously.
"Of course, I mean everyone." Suldak said.
"About sixty bags of wheat flour will be consumed... But Commander, you have to know that the aborigines will not buy my baked wheat cakes, and not all the remaining immigrants eat wheat cakes every day. In fact, every day in the bakery
It only consumes about six bags of wheat flour, of course, sometimes it can be more." The bakery owner said quickly.
Apparently these figures are firmly in the bakery owner's mind.
Suldak then asked the bakery owner: "If the town hall purchases wheat flour and sells it to the bakery at a price of one copper coin per pound, can you make baked wheat cakes cheap enough? I mean you
The biggest one in the store, the price should not exceed two copper coins?"
"Of course you can, Commander!" the bakery owner replied readily without even thinking about it.
He then asked the tailor shop owner how much ordinary cotton-padded clothes cost for the town residents to survive the winter. When the tailor shop owner gave the data, Suldak nodded slightly.
Baron Golding was no longer interested in listening. He was here to unblock the trading house and take back Manager Anthony and the company's waiter.
Unexpectedly, Suldak ignored him all night, and the few conversations they had were sarcastic and very unpleasant.
He clenched his fist, put it to his mouth and coughed twice, ready to speak about it.
But I heard Suldak raised his head and said to everyone:
"I have been thinking about thoroughly rectifying the tax issues in Duodan Town recently. Since you happen to be here, I would like to inform you in advance that all shops in the town need to pay taxes in full."
Tailor shop and bakery owners pay taxes every month and don't see anything wrong with this news.
But Baron Golding stopped at Suldak and said this, his expression slightly condensed.
Unexpectedly, Surdak happened to look towards him at this time, with a smile in his eyes and a friendly nod.
Surdak turned to Tax Officer Batra and asked:
"Take Wilkes Trading House as an example. By the way, Tax Officer Batra, what is the approximate annual transaction volume of Wilkes Trading House? How much tax should it pay?"
Tax officer Batra glanced at Baron Golding and said without courtesy: "The trading company's annual transaction amount in Dodan Town is about 1,000 magic crystals, and the tax is paid at a five percent tax rate.
If converted into gold coins, it would be three hundred and fifty gold coins."
Baron Golding did not expect that Batra, who usually looked submissive, had a very accurate estimate of the trading house's annual transaction volume. This number happened to be the trading house's transaction volume last year. Because most of them were magic materials.
The added value is very high, and the market for magic materials continued to rise last year. His net profit was almost half of the transaction volume.
Surdak went on to say to the Batra tax collector:
"Since the city defense brigade has owed the trading company for armaments and supplies in recent years, then you can calculate the taxes owed by the trading company in the past three years. How much tax did the trading company owe in the past?
I won't pursue the mayor's matter too much, but I need the trading company to repay the taxes for the past three years in full. I won't charge Baron Golding any additional interest. I will only pay the materials owed by the city defense brigade.
Just fill it up."
He paused and then added: "In addition, this year's trading house taxes must be paid in full before the end of the year."
"Besides, since Wilkes Trading Company wants to do business in Dodan Town, it must follow my rules."
"Starting from next year, taxes for trading houses will have to be paid quarterly, and every large business must be reported to the Batra tax officer."
"Twenty percent of the tax every quarter is converted into whole wheat flour, and the price of this wheat flour is calculated based on the average price of wheat flour in Wilkes City for that month. Ten percent of the tax every quarter is converted into cotton cloth. This part of the cloth
The price is also calculated based on the average fabric price in Wilkes City for that month.”
After Suldak said this, he stared at Baron Golding.
Baron Golding's eyes almost popped out of his head. He stood up angrily and said angrily to Suldak:
"How is this possible? Wilkes Trading Company is not a charity. How can it provide average-priced grain and cloth to Dodan Town? Are we not making money? In addition, as a noble of the Green Empire, my property has the right to
Pay the taxes, and I won’t be able to get a single copper out of these taxes!”
The tailor shop owner and the bakery owner were also shocked. They didn't expect Suldak to have such an idea.
Surdak said without giving up:
"Baron Golding, your business is Warcraft materials from the Warcraft Forest in Invercargill, not food and cloth. I will do this whether you want it or not. If you don't agree, the seal will remain affixed.
At the door of the trading house."
Baron Golding turned pale with anger, his hands were trembling, he stood up angrily and pointed at Suldak and said:
"I hope you'll still be so strong-willed in half a month!"
After saying that, he walked out angrily without even saying goodbye.
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The president of the mercenary union, Buckley, happened to be outside the small building. He jumped off the horse with great skill.
Seeing Baron Golding walking out angrily, he wasn't too surprised. He just walked up to Baron Golding and asked him in a low voice: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry!"
Seeing Baron Golding turning pale with anger, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He concealed the smile on his lips and said:
"What...? Did you have a falling out with the guy inside?"
Seeing that Baron Golding ignored him, he took ten of his followers and hurried towards the gate of the garrison camp.
His magic caravan is parked outside the camp.
"I'll go to you later..."
When President Buckley saw that Baron Golding was in such a bad mood that he was not even in the mood to say hello, he knew that something wonderful must have happened while he was away.
Carrying a money bag, he calmed down the smile on his face before entering the door, and then walked in.
Suldak was chatting with the bakery owner and tailor shop owner about the price of scones and cotton-padded clothes. President Buckley was not very interested in these, so he did not listen carefully.
On the contrary, Mrs. Luna and Tax Officer Batra were deep in thought, with mixed expressions on their faces, which was somewhat intriguing.
When Suldak saw President Buckley walking in, he also felt that he couldn't say too much today. These things still need to be digested by everyone.
So he stood up, clapped his hands and said:
"Okay, I have a preliminary idea about this matter. To implement it, Duodan Town's finances must be able to support it. No matter what, a complete tax system needs to be established before it can be implemented."
"Then let's talk about this today..."
Mrs. Luna, the Batra tax collector, the tailor shop owner and the bakery owner all stood up, said their goodbyes and left.
"Ms. Luna, please wait a moment."
Suldak called Madam Luna to stop.
Mrs. Luna had a questioning look on her face.
Suldak set his sights on President Buckley.
President Buckley did not hesitate. He opened the money bag and neatly stacked the gold coins on the coffee table. A total of fifty gold coins were laid out.
Surdak put all the gold coins into the bag again, tightened the mouth of the bag, handed it to Mrs. Luna and said:
"This part of the fine still has to be paid to the town. It's too late today. Tomorrow you ask the clerk to issue a receipt to President Buckley."
Then he said to President Buckley: "President Buckley, come with me!"