Just from the look on Lu Hua's face, Lin Sanjiu could tell that she felt a little guilty when she first asked for the fee. However, when Hoster argued with her for several minutes with a blushing face, Lu Hua
Her apologetic look completely disappeared - she now believed more and more that she was helpless, and every argument she made was sincere and justified.
Lin Sanjiu finally calmed the two of them down and said to her: "I guarantee that I will make up for you whatever the difference is tomorrow. I will never leave you short. Even if they don't want to, I will still take my money."
I’ll give you my own output. Don’t charge such a high fee this time. If you are worried, you can charge again at any time.”
She has never fought side by side with the three new members, but the interactions she has had over this period of time are enough for several people to have a certain amount of trust in her - this kind of trust is not absolute. To use an analogy, it is more like traveling.
After the group accidentally gets lost, there will still be a period of time when the group is willing to continue to trust the tour guide's advice.
No matter how long it lasted, it was at least long enough for Lu Hua to give in temporarily.
Taking into account tax issues, the reed paintings cannot be repaired for free. They can only continue the old price and charge the price of two food balls. Just when Host turned around to get the box, Nuyue stopped him with a cold voice:
"What are you going to do?"
"Pay," Host replied.
"That's the remaining public grain." Nuyue also lost her temper because she was tired, "pay her with the two grains you produce later."
"Then the two hours I just worked for were in vain, wasn't it?" Host immediately lowered his face.
"Whoever's farm tools are broken will have to work for two hours in vain." Nuyue didn't even look at him, "What else?"
Host had nothing to say, so he could only slowly open his backpack. "I think," he took out the food balls and said, "I have given away most of my income... and it's not just me.
All four of us are farmers, but why do we still have to pay out of our own pockets when something goes wrong?"
Nu Yue lowered her head and focused on the farmland. Lu Hua only curled her lips and did not answer.
Of course, these two food balls cannot be delivered directly to Lu Hua's hands. As a tax collector, Jian Sheng also needs to prove his role; he deducts two food balls from the farmers' latest income, which is a total of eight.
After that, he took another half of the pill from Lu Hua's hand, and all the procedures were the same as last time.
However, this time he did not leave after collecting the taxes.
"There are more than eight balls reserved now," he said, watching Lin Sanjiu put all the after-tax food balls into the box, "I want one more now, isn't that excessive?"
"Why?" someone asked. "Didn't you already take three pills today?"
"Yes, but that's the minimum limit." Jian Sheng looked bitter and sighed: "You don't have to shuttle back and forth in this room. You don't know how tiring this journey is. If I can take one with me when I leave,
, just in case something unexpected happens, to prevent me from getting tired and unable to pay my taxes."
"This is reasonable," Lin Sanjiu looked at everyone and asked, "You don't have any objections, right?"
This was a necessary expense, and even if no one was willing to part with it, they did not show much resistance. They also considered moving the farmland next to the cement trough to reduce the time and effort. However, in their current condition, moving would be difficult.
This means that there is no output for at least half an hour to an hour, and they cannot afford the loss; second, elephants often go to the cement troughs to find food. What if they trample on the farmland?
"Then I want one too." Despite Host's rough and unruly appearance, Lin Sanjiu realized that he had more thoughts than anyone else today: "I've been working for eleven hours and I have to get up and continue working tomorrow. Why?"
I can’t replenish one more.”
That's how people are. They worry not about scarcity but about inequality. Whoever gets the fourth ball first will have everyone want the fourth ball. Lin Sanjiu glanced at Ji Shanqing and saw that he still didn't say anything.
He hesitated and said, "Then let's take one each."
Sebastian was still sitting at the other end of the cement trough in the room, separated by an elephant, and I don't know if he heard him. Host looked up and looked in his direction, suddenly lowered his voice and muttered: "Everyone has it."
There is a role, but there are differences in the size of the role. What role does the inspector play? As long as we all abide by the agreement, isn't it the same as being fed in vain?"
If Sparan was right in front of him, if Host was full of energy and vitality, Lin Sanjiu felt that he would not be able to say such a thing.
Of course, even though what he said seemed to make some sense, no one dared to deduct Sibaan's share of the rations, so he still handed the food ball to Jian Sheng and let him take it there. When Jian Sheng walked to the cement trough
As we walked forward, the elephant happened to wander to the other side. As long as everyone raised their eyes, they could see the other side.
Siba'an slowly stood up and took over Jian Sheng's backpack. He seemed too lazy to bother, and glanced at the backpack with the end of his eyes, then looked up at the line on the wall, "Please prove your contribution to society."
Said: "Unqualified."
Everyone couldn't help but be startled.
"The taxes are all here, I didn't take them." Jian Sheng hurriedly raised his voice to everyone, then turned around and asked, "Why are you disqualified?"
"Not all the taxes are put in."
Jian Sheng's face turned red with anxiety. "The tax I collected is two and a half. You can all take a look. It's really all here." He put aside his and Siba'an's share and put it aside.
The tax-paying food balls were held up to the person across the room, "Two and a half, right?"
Lin Sanjiu squinted and saw that there were indeed two and a half pills. He couldn't have adulterated them because there were no foreign materials in the room.
Sibaan sat down again, and he still said the same sentence: "Not all the taxes have been put in."
"Then tell me, why are the taxes not enough? Where can there be more taxes?" If the other party was not Sibaan, I am afraid that Jian Sheng would not have the self-control he has now. Veins were pulsing on his forehead, but he was still suppressing his anger.
Asked: "You can't just say no and it won't work without even giving a reason?"
Sibaan raised his head, his blond hair fell down his shoulders. He looked at Jian Sheng and said calmly: "That's exactly it."
Jian Sheng was so angry that he couldn't even open his mouth for a while.
Why is Sibaan so uncooperative?
Just when Lin Sanjiu was puzzled and confused, Ji Shanqing pulled her.
"Sister," he said softly, "he has to do this."
Why?
"He wants to prove his role, prove it to this room, and prove it to Host and others... His position is actually equally important. Regardless of whether he is qualified or not, as long as Sbaan says he is not qualified, he will
If we can't pay the tax, then we will have to watch the food balls starve to death." When Ji Shanqing said this, he paused and his voice became softer: "...Also, I'm afraid Siba'an is right, there is indeed something else.
The tax money was not put in the backpack."
"I don't believe it," Jian Sheng lost his patience at this moment, grabbed the food ball and put it in the cement trough, "I'll give it to you first and give it a try!"
As soon as the food ball disappeared on the edge of the cement tank, it bounced out again.
No matter how many times he tried, it was impossible for the food ball to enter the cement trough, and the elephant made no move to eat. Jiansheng was so tired that he finally gave up and sat on the ground huffing and thinking for a while, as if he was considering what happened.
Where are the more taxes?
"Why didn't you tell him?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice toward the gift bag while tending the farmland, "And I also want to know...our income tax is two and a half, it's true."
"Because this is a test of Siba'an." Ji Shanqing replied in a low voice, "If he hadn't thought about it just now, it would be difficult for him to guess why the taxes were not enough. Just wait patiently."
Lin Sanjiu held back the doubts in her stomach and waited for a few seconds before Jian Sheng suddenly made a move.
"This is the ration we all brought for you. It's our intention." His tone became much calmer, as if his anger had disappeared. He reached out and handed over the food ball that was originally given to Siba'an.
"You are too tired today. It is not easy to find an exit after a day. Come on, please add something."
Sibaan took the food ball and looked at it a few times.
If he wants to eat the food ball, he has to make it easier for Jim Sheng - if Jim doesn't pay the tax, he won't be able to open the paper package of the food ball.
"If one is not enough," Jian Sheng promised, "how about we all think of ways to give you as many as possible?"
Lin Sanjiu originally thought that Host was going to protest again, but when she looked back, she found that the big man was staring at Sibaan very earnestly, as if he was also hoping that he would quickly accept the food balls and let Johnson go to pay taxes——
Even the initial anger that Sebastian had when he said the taxes were not enough has dissipated.
Sibaan pondered for a moment and threw the food ball into his backpack. "Then I will accept it," when he said this, most people breathed a sigh of relief, but the next sentence made their faces change.
Changed again. "Think carefully about why the taxes are not enough."
"Why does he take money and not do anything..." Even Nuyue complained in a low voice. Even Sibaan's charm seems to have lost a layer of brilliance for people who are on the verge of starvation.
Jian Sheng pursed his lips and sat motionless for a while. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly took out the taxman's tool from his bag, put the ball he had just obtained, and gently cut off a small
piece.
When he placed the small pieces next to the two and a half food balls, Sibaan smiled softly and said, "Don't you know? The taxes are enough."
What's the meaning?
Lin Sanjiu didn't think clearly for a while, but she felt a wave of panic first. She intuitively knew that something remarkable had been discovered in the middle of this - thinking about it a little deeper, she couldn't help but
The hand that grabbed the gift bag.
"No way?" she said in a low voice, "Did you and Siba'an both realize that when Jian Sheng asked us for the food ball just now, it was not to prevent lack of physical strength... but to hold it - to hold it in mind
Do you want to find out why we charge money?"
"He did have this idea." Ji Shanqing explained in a low voice, "Tax collectors and inspectors can only get 10% of the tax. If the farmer does not divide the food balls, he will have to wait at least until the tax reaches 30 balls.
Are you willing to pay taxes...Obviously, this is impossible, no one can afford this situation. But no one has stipulated that tax collectors cannot charge extra when they do their job, right?"
Lin Sanjiu watched blankly as Jian Sheng put the tax money into the food trough. The elephant suddenly turned around and walked towards the trough with a thud.
Perhaps it was because Jian Sheng made it clear that the ball given to Sibaan was "consolation" rather than "remuneration". Sibaan did not pay tax on that ball - and Jian Sheng could not take the initiative to collect it.
His taxes were paid.
So far, everyone in the room has proven their effectiveness, and the writing on the wall has disappeared.
Don’t know what the next question will be?
She had just thought of this when she saw new words appeared on the wall again, only five words - "Anonymous Worry Zone".
"What is this?" Nuyue asked in a murmur.
Lin Sanjiu didn't look in the mirror, and she knew that her face was probably getting worse.
When there was a buzzing murmur from the crowd, a brief explanation also appeared below the five big characters.
"In this area, the unspoken words of each member will be randomly selected and displayed under pseudonyms, one at a time. The replacement time is uncertain."
