Following Zhang Shan was also his wife, a fat aunt, but their children died in this flood, a six-year-old girl.

Not only him, Liu Han's father, who sold cooked cakes, was starved to death on the way to fleeing famine. Zhao Nuo, who sold tea, was fine. The family of three was lucky enough to have nothing to do. Huang Yu and the others fed each other and the whole family was not hungry, so they also got over. The more than 600 victims of the disaster lost a lot in this natural disaster.

"In the future, Wang, you will live in the city with the shopkeeper Zhang, responsible for their daily meals. I will pay you another salary." Chen Ming said to Zhang Shan's wife. Zhang Shan has been temporarily designated as the shopkeeper of the grocery store, while the rest are salesmen, with the shopkeeper's monthly salary of one or two taels, and the rest are temporarily 300 people.

Chen Ming chose a few more delivery guys to deliver the goods to the shop every day. Even if this matter is done, Chen Ming took them to the store in the afternoon to clean up the goods, then filled them up, settled them and left. When Chen Ming was doing these things, in the Xia Palace and the Xiande Hall.

This is considered the study of King Wu Li of Xia, but there are few paper books, and more are bamboo slips.

In the hall, King Xia sat behind the desk, looked down at the bamboo slips, and while correcting, he asked Wu Qinming, who had just finished his tribute, and said, "What's the point of coming here?"

"Qin Ming is brave and begs his father to take his back!" Wu Qinming bowed and said solemnly.

King Xia stopped writing, then looked up at Wu Qinming, his face full of majesty, and a pressure suddenly enveloped Wu Qinming.

This is the imperial family. Even the son cannot rest assured. Even Wu Qinming's words may be considered to have ulterior motives.

After a while, Wu Li put the pen on the pen holder and said lightly: "Accurate, go down."

The old man Wei, who was beside him, bowed and responded, then stepped back and walked out of the hall. Except for passing by Wu Qinming, he looked at his nose and nose all the way, without thinking or looking at him.

There was a storm of sound in the dark, and then returned to peace.

Wu Li looked at Wu Qinming and his expression relaxed a little. He waved his sleeves, leaned forward slightly, put his elbow on his knees, and then asked, "Tell me, haven't you gone to see the shop you bought with Master Chen? Why did you suddenly come to Gu's place?"

Obviously, whether it was Wu Qinming or Chen Ming, Wu Li knew exactly what happened around him.

"It was just because my son was talking to the Master and encountered a puzzled question, so he came to ask his father."

"Oh? Let's talk about it." Wu Li remained silent, even though he knew that it would be a big problem to let Wu Qinming take his courage to let him take his back.

"Today in the store, Master Yan intends to let all the disciples of the academy go to the store for business..."

"The Master asked my son, if the annual income of the college is higher than the annual tax revenue of the entire Daxia Kingdom, will my son still look down on the business, and my son will not believe it..."

"The Master asked why the people are taxed three-tenths and merchants are taxed four percent, while the gentry and gentry in the world are exempt from taxes."

"Why is the burden of the country weighing on the poorest people in the world? The sons are speechless, so they come to ask their father."

After Wu Qinming finished speaking, he respectfully bowed to Wu Li, and no longer said silently.

Wu Li kept listening quietly while Wu Qinming was speaking, and after he finished speaking, Wu Li's expression became completely serious.

To be honest, he really didn't consider this issue before. The tax exemption of gentry has been like this since ancient times. This is what all countries in the world have to pay. All gentry needs to pay business and transaction tax. For example, selling crops in the fields is tax, but officials and the lord's fields do not need to pay taxes. And who can tell whether there is any trick in the transaction tax?

Moreover, most of the gentry and gentry had fiefs under their jurisdiction, and the tax on the fiefs was also given to the gentry. If the hidden fields were included, the taxes evaded were definitely an astronomical number.

Now Wu Li knows why Wu Qinming asked him to retreat. This sentence must not be spread, otherwise it will inevitably be in an uproar.

"I know about this. Did Master Chen say anything else?" Wu Li asked with a frown.

Even if you know, he is really hard to do, otherwise, let alone unify the world, and the chaos may be right in front of you. In fact, Daxia is already pretty good in this regard. Farmers only collect taxes of three tenths. In this regard, the most severe people in the country have to pay taxes of six tenths, which is terrifying.

"No, when my son came back to his senses, the Master had already left." Wu Qinming said with some annoyance. He was upset that he should have asked the Master what to do.

"If you have time, go and ask Master Chen for advice. The paper and cement that Master invented today are important tools for the country. Even soap is used in the palace now. Master Chen is a great talent in the world. When the academy is built, he will go and ask Master himself for advice." Wu Li said in a deep voice. At this moment, he finally made up his mind to visit Chen Ming in person. The meaning of his visit is not simple.

"Yes, my son knows." Wu Qinming replied, Wu Li nodded and waved his hand and said, "Go."

Wu Qinming nodded and saluted, then turned around and left. After his figure disappeared, Wu Li frowned and fell into deep thought. He was comparable to a country's tax revenue with the power of the academy. Do he rely solely on business?

Business… Will the Master imply that this is the way to break the deadlock?

Promoting business? This is another thing that has never been seen in the ages.

"Wei Bo." Wu Li frowned and shouted. Eunuch Wei, who had returned to Wu Li at some time, bowed and replied softly, "The slave is here."

"Give me instructions to speed up the progress of Cangshan Academy and be sure to complete it as soon as possible."

"yes."

“…”

On the other hand, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when Chen Ming returned to Xiuchun Tower. It was the lively time in Xiuchun Tower. Countless young men and merchants were drinking and having fun, looking for beautiful women, laughter, shouting, and singing poems mixed with the laughter of women. There was also the fragrance of food, wine, and the fragrance of women's powder. Under the lights of Xiuchun Tower, the entire Xiuchun Tower seemed prosperous and brilliant.

But all this came to an abrupt end with Chen Ming's coming in. I don't know who shouted: "It's Master!"

"The Master is back!"

"Which is the Master? Is it him?"

Countless eyes looked at Chen Ming, and the building gradually became quiet. Chen Ming was a little helpless, and he felt the troubles of being famous.

It seems that I will be back soon.

Chen Ming thought to himself that he would have to live here for a while before the academy was built. Not that he couldn't find a place to live, but he was comfortable living here. If he was bored, he could even find a peach blossom or a courtesan to chat with him. It was better than moving out and being deserted.

As everyone was watching, Chen Ming went straight to the third floor. Only after his figure disappeared did the building become lively, and excited discussions spread throughout the building.

"I did not come wrong today. I was lucky enough to meet Master."

"I didn't expect the Master to be so young and have an extraordinary appearance."

"Hey, Brother Li, do you think the Master is really young, or is he skilled in maintaining his beauty?"

"Brother Han, have you ever solved the Master's problem?"

"Come on, drink! I'm lucky to see Master today, and it's a big deal!"
Chapter completed!