"See you off, Sir!"
Meton and Su Luosheng saw Dai Zhou off at the gate of the Mo Mansion.
"Marquis Merton, thank you for today." Su Luosheng was relieved and bowed to Meton gratefully.
If Meton's tax sharing plan was implemented, it would be easy for him to be the county magistrate.
"Meton can't repay you for your help last time. It's just a small matter." Meton waved his hand and said. During the Fish Gang incident, although County Magistrate Su did it for the sake of Qin Qiong, he did help the Mo Family Village a lot. It was from then on that the Mo Family Village really took off.
Meton changed his mind. Since he was a good person, he should be a good person to the end. He said in a low voice, "Sir Su, please forgive me for speaking bluntly. The tax system is the foundation of the country. No matter how good the tax sharing plan is, it won't be passed in a short time."
County Magistrate Su's face suddenly changed. He said in annoyance, "Oh no, we fell into a trap."
If the imperial court approved of the tax sharing plan, it would take at least a year to implement it. By then, he might not even be in Chang 'an County.
County Magistrate Su turned his eyes and saw Meton standing on the side leisurely. He immediately knew that Meton already had an idea. He asked shamelessly, "Marquis Merton, please advise me."
"Although the tax sharing plan is good, no one has ever implemented it. The pros and cons of it are naturally unknown. If we choose a place to test it, we can find out the flaws. If it's feasible, we can implement it all over the country. Even if it's not feasible, there won't be many flaws."
Su Luosheng said thoughtfully, "Marquis Merton wants me to fight for Chang 'an County to be the test."
Meton nodded and said, "Yes, Chang 'an County is close by. If there are any flaws, it can be corrected in time."
"Of course, the Emperor will know about it immediately." Meton added with a smile.
Su Luosheng took a deep breath. This was indeed an opportunity. The tax distribution system was a result of the conflict between Chang 'an County and the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It was logical for Chang' an County to be the pilot.
In this way, regardless of success or failure, Chang 'an County would have enough money. But if he succeeded, as the one who initiated the reform, he would definitely be noticed by the officials in the court. He would be able to rise to the top.
Su Luosheng pondered for less than three breaths of time before he'd already made a decision. Instead of doing nothing, it was better to seize the opportunity and take a gamble.
"Many thanks for the pointers. Farewell!" Su Luosheng cupped his hands and said. After receiving Meton's pointers, he couldn't wait to go back and make preparations.
"Take care, Lord Su!" Meton sent him out of the residence and heaved a sigh of relief.
That was the end of the matter. The problem of tax in the village of Mo's Village had come to an end. Meton let out a sigh of relief. Turning around, he immediately saw all the people of the Mo family gathered together and looked at Meton pitifully.
"I was born to have a use for my talents. Even if a thousand gold is spent, it will come back. Isn't it just more than 10,000 strings of cash? As long as the craftsmanship of the village of Mo's Village is not lost, it will be earned back sooner or later. "Meton said generously.
"More than 10,000 strings of cash?"
When a total of ten carriages of the Ministry of Revenue carrying copper coins passed through the streets of Chang 'an, the whole city of Chang' an was shocked.
It was reasonable to say that the annual tax collected by the Ministry of Revenue was much more than 10,000 strings of cash. But since ancient times, there had never been a village that could pay such a high tax.
In the restaurant of Pan's Family, all the diners rushed to the window and stared at the carriages of money in shock.
"One carriage, two carriages, … ten carriages!" Juren Sun looked at the carriages that were being pulled by two horses with great difficulty and suddenly understood. It seemed that the rumor was true. Ten carriages indeed contained more than 10,000 strings of cash.
Ten thousand strings of cash was the highest honor for a rich family. But Mo Jiazi's tax had reached 10,000 strings of cash in half a year. And everyone knew that the village of Mo's Village was thriving day by day. The monthly tax of the village of Mo's Village would be more and more in the future.
"It is said that Mo Jiazi voluntarily gave up the privilege of the title of nobility and paid the tax voluntarily." Shopkeeper Pan said jealously. The tax paid by the village of Mo's Village alone was enough to buy several restaurants of Pan's Family.
Everyone nodded. In Chang 'an, the news about Mo Jiazi was the most sensitive. The Ministry of Civil Affairs and the government of Chang' an County took action on a large scale, so the news could not be hidden.
"The village of Mo's Village only paid 10,000 strings of cash in taxes. How much did they earn?" Shopkeeper Pan's nephew exclaimed.
"At least 300,000 strings of cash!" Someone who was familiar with the tax rate of the Tang dynasty swallowed his saliva and stammered. 300,000 strings of cash, what a huge number it was!
As the saying went, the rich were heartless. But when people mentioned that the village of Mo's Village had earned such a huge amount of money, they did not say that the village of Mo's Village was a profiteer or heartless. Because the village of Mo's Village made all the money by creating new things with Mo skills. Every penny earned was fair and aboveboard, and what they did was also beneficial to the country and the people.
The legend of the God of Wealth of the village of Mo's Village was spread throughout Chang 'an. It took only half a year to turn the village of Mo's Village from a poor village into a village that paid 10,000 strings of cash in taxes.
And Mo Jiazi, who had created all this, was crowned as the God of Wealth. The poem that Meton casually recited at the gate of Mo's Mansion was also spread throughout Chang 'an.
Not long after the escort vehicle of the Ministry of Civil Affairs left, Meton's new poem was also spread throughout Chang 'an.
"I was born to be useful. Money will come back after it has been spent."
Countless people read this poem over and over again. Every time they read it, they felt that they had a new understanding.
"Mo Jiazi deserves to be called Mo Jiazi. With his generosity, we are not as good as him." Juren Sun looked up to the sky and sighed. Not only did he know how to make money, but he also wrote a good poem. How could he give others a way out?
However, in the restaurant of Pan's Family, more people were paying attention to the money. They were all calculating how much money Mo Jiazi's 300,000 strings of cash could be exchanged for.
"Then you are wrong. You are wrong. The money earned by the village of Mo's Village belongs to everyone in the village. It doesn't belong to Mo Jiazi alone." Juren Sun sneered and said.
"How is that possible? The village of Mo's Village is Marquis Merton's fief." Manager Pan's nephew said in disbelief. In his opinion, how could those landlords give away their wealth to others?
Juren Sun smiled proudly. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he slowly took a sip of tea and said, "The Mo's values are love with impartiality and non-aggression. Therefore, all the businesses in the village of Mo's Village are not owned by individuals, but by the entire village of Mo's Village."
"Ah!"
Everyone could not help but exclaim.
Manager Pan could not help but count with his fingers. 300,000 strings of cash would be an average of 60 strings of cash for the 5000 people in the village of Mo's Village.
"Doesn't that mean that the village of Mo's Village is the richest village in the world?" People in the restaurant exclaimed.
Many people nodded silently. Usually, except for the landlords, the rest of the villagers were in a state of food and clothing.
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