In the end, Yang Zilu had to go back "wet". In fact, she just wore wet clothes. When she arrived at the Zheng family, she borrowed a pair of pants from Zheng Datian in a bit embarrassingly. It seemed that because she knew that Yang Zilu was attacked in the eyes of mosquitoes, Zheng Dan found a fire plate, burning a grass that was said to be able to repel mosquitoes. It made Yang Zilu feel warm.

However, Yang Zilu was destined to sleep on the floor tonight. The wound of the savage black bear could not allow him to sleep on the floor. Besides, the little fox, a delicate (sexy? This girl killed the wolf...) woman, Yang Zilu, who claimed to be pity for her, naturally could not do this. In the end, Yang Zilu had no choice but to choose who was on the floor. Fortunately, Zheng Dan prefers cleanliness, and there are no rats, cockroaches, etc. in the room.

Although Yang Zilu is not afraid of rats and cockroaches, when you go to bed at night, you suddenly find that a rat or cockroach is coming into your body, which is enough for you to feel disgusting for a long time.

Yang Zilu originally wanted to sleep in, but as soon as the sun was about to refuse, she showed her little head, and Yang Zilu was pulled up by Zheng Dan. It turned out that the village chief came to their house and talked to Yang Zilu. Yang Zilu had no choice but to get up with sleepiness, wash up, and go out to see the village chief.

In Yang Zilu's opinion, the village chief should be an old man who can only walk with a crutch, and at least he is fifty or sixty. But in fact, although the village chief is not young, he is definitely not old, and it seems that he is only thirty-five or sixty.

"Hello, Mr. Yang! My name is Zongpi. I am the village chief of Zhuoluo Village in Huanshaxi. I am sorry to be here to find the young master now, which disturbs people's dreams!" Zongpi bowed to Yang Zilu and said politely. It seems that he has been to the school for a few days, and his speech is a bit literary.

Yang Zilu nodded and said politely: "You are polite to the village chief! Do you know what happened to the village chief coming to me?"

When Zong Pi heard this, he said a little embarrassedly: "That's right, you also see that the crops in the sky are almost ripe!"

"Oh! Yes! It's almost time to harvest!" Yang Zilu echoed casually, thinking in her mind: What does he mean? Do you have to help with the harvest yourself?

Seeing that Yang Zilu was still confused, Zong Pi had no choice but to make it clear. "That's right. Since the young master is planning to live in our Zhuluo Village, I don't know what work the young master is going to do. I can report to Zhuji City. In addition, it's almost autumn, and that's going to have to collect taxes. If the young master has no land, he doesn't have to collect taxes, but this is Ding tax! The young master understands!"

Although we have not been in this era for a long time, we also know some customs of this era, women are 15 years old and men are wearing crowns with 20 years old. But in fact, men do not necessarily represent adulthood when they are 20 years old, especially in the Spring and Autumn Period, when they are war-torn, they can collect taxes. Therefore, except for aristocrats, they are generally not 20 years old, and they are considered a gentry by the government at the age of 15 and 16 years old.

Because of the defeat in the previous years, the land was completely lost. In order to regain military expenses from the Yue Kingdom, both men and women were considered adults. In order to restore national strength, Yue Kingdom was better than Wu Kingdom, it was considered adults, and came to collect taxes. For this reason, many people hid in the mountains and hid.

"How much do you want?" Yang Zilu frowned and asked.

"Two hundred coins for women, five hundred and forty coins for men!" Zong Pi stretched out three fingers and said helplessly.

"What!" Yang Zilu is no longer stupid and does not know the price of the current price. In autumn, a bucket of millet is about three cents, or even less. An adult man consumes about one and a half stones of millet a month. In other words, these 540,000 are equivalent to eighteen stones of millet. A man actually has to hand over the grain equivalent to an adult man for a year! Damn, what kind of tax is this!

"Originally, only women were only one hundred coins, and men were two hundred coins. But it changed three years ago, and life became difficult. The king lost a lot of armor to defeat soldiers and defeated the war. All of these needed to be purchased and built. In addition, the tribute required by the Wu Kingdom every year is indispensable! Fortunately, Doctor Wen was polite to the civilians, and he did not have to obey the military service every year, and the labor service was reduced to one month." Zong Pi said with a wry smile.

When Yang Zilu heard this, she muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why is this doctor Wen polite to the people? I think he is afraid of forcing the people to change. Isn't labor just repairing the city walls and cleaning the mud in the ditches? Among them, repairing the city walls is the most troublesome, but how do you dare to repair them? Aren't you afraid that Fuchai will lead his troops to really destroy the Yue Kingdom? Needless to say, military service, without ten or eight years of restoration, Yue Kingdom has no ability to challenge the Wu Kingdom and serve as a military service!"

When Zong Pi heard this, he stared at Yang Zilu with wide eyes. Although Yang Zilu's words were not impressive, he had to admit that what he said made sense.

"Cough! Cough!" Zong Pi coughed twice awkwardly, and asked embarrassedly, "Young Master, do you think you don't have a job yet? Do you want me to introduce you to you?" Speaking of this, Zong Pi paused, "Actually, the young master doesn't want to pay taxes, so he can run to the mountain to live. Of course, it's not that I threatened you. You can go back after the autumn harvest, avoid paying taxes, and reclaim a piece of land by yourself, and then enter the household registration. You will have money to pay taxes next year!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zilu said that even if she was dissatisfied with this Ding Tax, she had to surrender. There was no need to pay taxes in the mountains. The problem was that life was not easy. Yang Zilu waved her hand helplessly and said, "I will pay this Ding Tax at that time, but please ask the village chief to draw a piece of land and ask me to build a house."

"Young Master is preparing to open the school?" Zong Pi asked. In his opinion, these nobles, even if they are in a down-and-out manner, would not be able to make mud legs in the fields. Teaching academic performance is the best.

"I'm going to be a hunter!" Yang Zilu curled her lips and said.

When Zong Pi heard this, he widened his eyes and was no longer surprised, but was stunned. Being a farmer is made of food from the soil. It is hard to work hard, but it is safer. Just like Zheng Datian, half-cultivated and half-woodman. Although he can meet wild animals, his life is not bad, and at least he can support his son to go to school.
Chapter completed!