"What do you thank? You are a student of the church, so of course you have to take good care of it."

Playa waved his hand unconsciously, and when he mentioned this, the priest happened to think of another thing, "By the way... I have to discuss this with Everett... Well, Loss, go and ask the manager."

"Okay, teacher." Wu Qingchen walked out of the church.

As the core of the village rule, the residence of Everett, like the church, is also in the central area of ​​Akerley's village.

In less than ten minutes, Wu Qingchen returned to the church.

"Ri'an, Playa." Following Wu Qingchen, Everett also stepped into the church.

Behind the steward, his son and four police officers, were also following him: "Now, we should have paid off the amount of taxes in autumn?"

"It was indeed the case, but now..." Pastor Praia shook his head: "It seems we have to calculate it again."

"Why? What's wrong?" Master Everett's expression became serious in an instant: "Is something happened?"

"Don't worry, it's a good thing..." Pastor Praia smiled: "I just talked about this with Los and Andre, and I feel that raising taxes is not the best way..."

Motionallying Everett to sit down, Playa also sat in the front seat of the church, slowly speaking out the idea of ​​"changing taxes into fees".

"OK!"

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Just listening to the beginning, Everett's eyes lit up. Halfway's hearing, the manager's eyes were already shining. He listened to all his ideas and specific methods of operation. The master's face was full of excitement.

"Okay! Very good!"

Iverite exclaimed: "It's not bad, compared to this, the tax increase is really bad!"

Anyone can see the excitement of the manager.

How can you not be excited?

Just look at the pomp of the manager at this time.

Since the news of tax increases began to spread in the village, the manager took his son with him wherever he went. Even if the church was only a few minutes away, he would not forget to bring four police officers with him.

This is the experience summarized by the bloody and tears of the ancestors.

When I was about the same age as Andre, when Ivret was watching the tax collection in autumn, he saw with his own eyes that a farmer who was usually very well-behaved, stood by the found grain storage hole. After being whipped a few times, he snatched a fork from the villagers next to him and stabbed Uncle Ivret's chest viciously.

The desperate look of the farmer step by step to the grain storage cave and the fierce look after making the decision were still firmly engraved in Everett's heart even after so many years.

And this scene, in the eyes of Everett's father, was not the worst case.

In the mouth of Everett's father, a village that announced the increase in "sun tax" and "rain tax" due to years of deficits, when the implementation began in autumn, the managers, pastors, patriarchs, clerks, police officers, and agricultural officials, tax officials, and commanders to supervise tax collection... The masters and prospective men in the entire village were stopped by the villagers and attacked them with ropes drawn out from the church and the manager's house, and burned the fire to ashes.

The nightmare of childhood always lingers in the mind of Everett.

This time, the "cellular tax" expected to be charged by Akerli Village. According to the agreed results, the men will of course receive the derivative income of most of the buckwheat increase, but they also deliberately leave a small part of the income for the villagers.

Logically speaking, this win-win approach should not inspire too bad events, but no one can tell whether there would be any villagers who should have watched the job early and suddenly want to be crazy.

"So..." Looking at Everett's expression, Pastor Playa said: "Did you agree to sell honeycombs?"

"certainly!"

Manager Everett nodded without hesitation.

Even if it is to make it easier for the autumn harvest - whenever the tax collection season comes, the cautious steward will deliberately wear a thick leather armor under the outer robe - Iverett will agree with Pastor Playa's idea.

"good!"

Master Playa clapped his hands heavily.

In this way, the regime and the party committee...well, the church and the secular world reached an agreement.

Next is the process of the Standing Committee.

In the afternoon.

There are stones on all sides of the reception room.

Pastor Playa, the manager of Everett, Wu Qingchen, O'Connor Zhuangtou, clerk Thor, police officer Aipil, Andrei, and the seven giants of Akerry Village, sat around the wooden table.

From the date when the parish entourage announced the church's wishes, Wu Qingchen had obtained the qualification to discuss the village. Moreover, since he was over 16 years old, Wu Qingchen's seat was second only to the pastor and the manager, and had complete authority and a very high voice.

However, at this meeting, Wu Qingchen had no room for exercise in his authority and voice. After listening to Pastor Praia's explanation of the "Tax-to-Fee" strategy, the participants in the reception room immediately agreed. Without any trouble, they passed the proposal unanimously.

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Two days later.

March 10, 0001.

Wu Qingchen entered the medieval world in this round, on the ninth day.

At noon, Wu Qingchen walked on a country trail.

"Master Los..."

Afar, a villager stood on the side of the road.

Waiting for Wu Qingchen to pass by, the villagers bowed deeply: "Mr. Ross, thank you for turning the tax increase into a honeycomb selling."

"Um..." Wu Qingchen nodded: "Work hard and harvest more wheat in autumn."

This is a common situation when Wu Qingchen appears in the eyes of villagers over the past few days.

After the meeting room was finished, in the past two or three days, the managers of Aikeli Village frequently appeared next to the free folk land, holding a pampered roll and pointing fingers. Based on the number of honeycombs, the distance from the land, the size of the increase in production, the share of the original honeycomb tax, and other data, they carefully calculate the food that villagers should pay for buying honeycombs.

Whether it is the manager, the Zhuangtou, or the managers of Aikeli Village, all of them are close to the villagers. The changes from tax hikes to fees, as well as the general sale plan of the entire village were quickly spread out and learned about it by the villagers.

With the insistence of Pastor Playa and Manager Everett, the food he bought from the honeycomb was one level lower than the tax he had originally planned to be charged. The villagers could not imagine the effect of violent resistance in other villages, but only knew that after Wu Qingchen persuaded him, the food he needed to hand over suddenly decreased a lot.

At the same time, from the information revealed by the management, the villagers also concluded that during this autumn harvest, there will be no more police officers in the village like wolves or tigers in the village. As long as you hand over enough honeycomb food to buy honeycomb food, everyone can enjoy the remaining honeycomb production increase effect.

Don’t try your best to squeeze out time to dig holes; don’t have to dig your mind, hide from your neighbors in the middle of the night, as long as you work hard, the extra food can be put at home with peace of mind!

Under such circumstances, the gratitude Wu Qingchen received can be imagined.

"Master Los..."

Several villagers bowed from afar.

Wu Qingchen nodded and returned the gift, feeling merciful.

Be patient and hold on. It won’t take long before I can truly face your gratitude calmly.

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It's still the same day, in the evening.

Wu Qingchen walked into the church again.

Pray, review, teach, ride a horse...

After a series of common processes, Wu Qingchen and Andrei began to clean up the church. Pastor Praia walked out of the side door. After a while, he grabbed a piece of sheepskin and swept it back.

"Los..." Pastor Praia waved: "Come and see this."

"What's wrong, teacher?" Wu Qingchen walked over and took the parchment scroll from Pastor Praia's hand. With just a glance, Wu Qingchen could see that this was the "price list" for the villagers in Akerli Village to purchase honeycombs after several rounds of discussion and adjustments recently.

"Look carefully..." Pastor Praia stuffed the sheepskin roll into Wu Qingchen's hand: "Look at the people you promised, if something went wrong."

Wu Qingchen looked carefully and saw that the first name on the parchment was William/More, his family in the Middle World. Next was Zhuangtou O'Connor, clerk Thor, police officer leader Espier, and other relatives, and then the names of craftsmen such as ploughing, handlebar type, brewer, and other old neighbors of the Middle World such as Richard, Freeman, and Old Hot...

According to the order of the list, from the honeycomb payment that is almost non-existent to the symbolic charges of relatives such as Zhuangtou, to the halving process of craftsmen's families... the honeycomb payments that villagers in the entire Akerley village should pay are clearly ranked and orderly.

"Um……"

After carefully marking the objects marked by the staff team with this table, Wu Qingchen adjusted the amount and location of the three households and raised his head: "It's almost that."

"Look at it again." Pastor Praia said, "I see clearly... If you don't say anything now, you will be sent to the parish and the Baron Castle later!"

Wu Qingchen read it again, and there were speed reading and shorthand courses carefully guided by the training team. The results of Wu Qingchen's second viewing obviously would not change.

"Okay..." Pastor Praia took the parchment: "Then... go and call Pamela here."

"Okay, teacher." Wu Qingchen bowed slightly.

"Wait..." When Wu Qingchen was about to turn and leave, behind him, Pastor Praia suddenly said, "...Lose, don't leave... Andre, go call Pamela."

"Okay, teacher."

Andre bowed slightly and quickly left the church.

It was evening, and the setting sun shone, from the church door to the altar.

After the podium, under the afterglow of the sun, Pastor Praia made a journey back and forth. After a long time, Wu Qingchen suddenly said: "Los, do you want to see what the outside of Akerri Village looks like?"
Chapter completed!