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0776 Taxation

Danwu Town is the southern border of Hanfeng City. After passing the intersection of the town, even if the territory of the Banshee Fort Buqi family is considered to be. But now there are dozens of carriages blocking the intersection, just because the tax officer of the Buqi family is guarding him.

Powell and Johnson only brought a wooden box, which was easy to detour or mix it up. However, it was difficult to detour the bulk goods transported by horse-drawn carriages, because there was only such a convenient trade route between the north and the south.

There are more and more carriages blocked at the intersection, and the atmosphere is getting more and more anxious.

Just across the line of Luka, opposite were tax officials and fully armed tax teams staring at each other. On the other side were transit caravans shouting and neighing horses, asking for news from each other.

Many merchants have a background in Banshee Castle. They tried to argue with the tax officials who set up cards to plead and even bribe, but after seeing the official badge of the Buche family, all of them turned off.

The news spread that setting up a card to collect taxes was an order issued by the patriarch Friedman, and the execution was also the direct line of the family. This group of people did not give anyone any face, and they had to pay if they wanted to go there.

Powell and Johnson looked at each other in this regard, and they wanted to continue to move south in a carriage. Every day of delay, the daily interest rate of usury would compress their profits.

"What the hell is going on? Why did you suddenly set up a card to collect taxes?" Powell did not choose to take a detour immediately, but instead asked the caravan coming from Banshee Castle in the Dust Mist Town.

A caravan leader escorted food over and paid high taxes before passing the checkpoint. He was so angry that he cursed in the tavern in the fog town, and introduced the news about the Banshee Castle.

"If you want to go north, you have to pay 100% tariffs, and if you want to go north, you have to pay 100% tariffs for ironware, glass, wood, medicine, and spell casting materials going south, you have to pay 100% tariffs. The Buqi family has taken stock of all the best-selling goods, and it is hateful to collect taxes.

In order to collect taxes, Banshee Castle dispatched a team of thousands of people to set up checkpoints along the way. You have to bypass the checkpoints of the fog town, and you have to check your tax certificates when entering Banshee Castle.

Once you find that there is no tax certificate, you will be judged as illegal entry, not only will the goods be confiscated, but you will also be severely fined.

Who is willing to pay this 100% tax? I have no choice but to return it, and I am forced to pay the tax. The subsequent merchants were frightened and refused to ship goods to the north again, and they were all looking at the limelight."

The caravan leader must have been in vain and scolded him in the tavern for a long time. The people who inquired about the news surrounded him and whispered.

The bar owner stood behind the bar and was deeply dissatisfied with the mess. He grabbed a war hammer and knocked it on the table a few times.

"Be quieter, isn't it just that the direct trade route is cut off? This happens often. When are you businessmen afraid of it? Isn't it enough to take a detour from other cities?"

But the complaining caravan leader became even more angry. He slapped the table and continued to curse: "What's abominable is that other cities in the North have joined forces this time. Any goods transported to Hanfeng City will be taxed at a high level. The tax paid on detours will only be more."

The uproar became even more intense, and the discussions in the tavern became more and more chaotic. Powell felt deeply that this matter would be out of control, and Hanfeng City would never sit idly by and watch himself besieged, and maybe he would fight again.

Over the past six months, hundreds of carriages have been transporting goods to Hanfeng City every day. Merchants of all sizes, big and small, make excess profits in it, and now the trade route is suddenly blocked to take their lives.

Many people excitedly expressed their desire to petition Lord Hugo, asking him to send troops to destroy tax cards along the way and break down such unreasonable tax policies.

The businessmen were excited, and the idea was widely recognized when they came up. However, the boss behind the bar snorted coldly and sneered: "Just because you guys want to provoke a war? Is it possible?

Isn’t it normal for nobles to set up checkpoints and collect taxes? How did the long-legged families collect your taxes? How many tax officials guarded you along the way in the past? Have you forgotten so quickly?"

Such ridicule was too slap in the face, which made the tavern quiet for a while.

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to promote commercial development. After seizing the city, he abolished most of the tax cards in the country and only retained tax institutions entering Hanfeng City, and the tax rate was also very low. For urgently needed materials such as grain, there was no tax at all.

Roads are built everywhere around Hanfeng City, and troops are sent to clear out bandits and local forces to ensure a developed and convenient logistics network. Merchants live very comfortably in their territory.

It is normal to leave the territory of Hanfeng City, set up checkpoints everywhere, pay taxes everywhere, and be slaughtered everywhere. Local rulers can collect taxes as they please, and merchants can only put costs on the final consumers.

The bar owner told this truth, which made the merchants feel as if they were beaten up and all of them were silent.

Powell pushed aside several crowds, walked to the drunk caravan leader, and whispered: "Sir, how is the situation in Banshee Castle now? Why is it suddenly levied such a heavy tax?"

The caravan leader's goods were delivered to the transportation team in Danwu Town, and there was nothing to do in the future. Hearing the inquiry, he glared at a pair of fish pistils and turned his head, and sneered.

"Why taxes are imposed? Because the blacksmiths and carpenters in Banshee Castle can't survive. The two blacksmith shops owned by the Buqi family have not had any business for two consecutive months.

The family blacksmith either changed careers or sneaked to the north to find a job. The carpenter was even more miserable. There was no shortage of carpenters in the north, and only a large number of processed wooden goods were dumped.

At first, the wood was shipped with simple processing, and later it was all kinds of finished furniture. In the end, even the wood for building the house could be shipped, and the price was very cheap. Some carpenters were forced to hang themselves.

The nobles in the city do not care about the life or death of the carpenters. They think that the goods shipped from the north are cheap and easy to use, so they will never buy local goods."

The discussion in the tavern sounded a little, and many merchants were doing timber business, and they fully agreed with this situation - the timber in the north was transported for more than 200 kilometers, and it was cheaper than the timber that was cut and processed by themselves in the south.

This situation is not only for Banshee Castle, but also for the entire Northland. Not to mention carpenters, there is no work to do lumberjacks.

But no matter how much I hate it, if I want to find a job, I have to run to Hanfeng City. If I can't be a carpenter, I can do something else. If I stay local, I will really starve to death, or be forced to death by the business loan shark.

The caravan leader continued: "Now many stores in Banshee Castle have gone bankrupt. Only grain merchants and cloth merchants who do business in the north are making a lot of money. They sell all their grain to Hanfeng City, causing the prices of Banshee Castle to soar.

The Buqi family has been very troubled to lower the grain prices in the past six months. However, the merchants who sell grain are all nobles, and the general methods are simply ineffective.

The price of grain in the north is twice as high as that in the south, and the merchants are not willing to sell food in the Banshee Castle at all. The Friedman clan leader was probably forced to do so. If he didn't take action, the Banshee Castle would collapse due to lack of food."

Food wars are more fierce than sword wars, and if you are not careful, you will be famine.

The caravan leader took the last sip of the cheers and smashed the huge wooden wine glass on the table. He mocked the bar owner:
Chapter completed!
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