The sixth month of the lunar calendar is almost the seventh month of the solar calendar in later generations, and it is the hottest season. Qian Yuan lies on a rattan chair swaying his palm-shaped fan under the shade of the tree. On the stone table next to it was placed with mung bean soup that had just been lifted from a deep well.

He stood up and drank the mung bean soup in one go. Qian Yuan smacked his lips and saw that the old man Tang Shunzhi was coming quickly again.

"Mr. Jingchuan, don't be anxious."

"A lot of things are there, do you have free time to drink mung bean soup here?!"

"Hey, hey, Liang Sheng, why don't you give Jingchuan Gong a bowl?" Qian Yuan stood up and smiled and said, "This is just a half-day free time in the air. Isn't you busy enough these days?"

"The Governor's Mansion is so busy that heels hit the back of his head..."

"Hey, Hu Ruzhen hopes that Qian will not get involved. I'm afraid he will get annoyed when he sees me!"

Now that the matter of reprimanding has been decided, the Governor's Office is discussing a formal surrender ceremony. Hu Zongxian wants face, and Wang Zhi is willing to give this face. Qian Yuan is too lazy to find a boring thing, so he can take a break.

Tang Shunzhi took the bowl and finished drinking mung bean soup in two or three mouthfuls. He breathed a sigh of relief, "How much money have you made now?"

"Wang Zhi hasn't sent it here yet, the rest... Taizhou is too poor, and the big families in Shaoxing and Ningbo have raised more than 50,000 taels." Qian Yuan smiled and said, "It's really a loss to Zhao Meicun!"

Tang Shunzhi frowned. He hated Qian Yuan the most... In order to achieve his goal, he often used any means to recruit silver and pulled Yan Song's godson Zhao Wenhua out.

However, most of the big families who donated silver in Shaoxing and Ningbo were local prominent families, and all of them served in the court. Except for Zhao Wenhua, the rest were not from the strict party members.

"Oh, Brother Weixi is here." Qian Yuan waved to Wu Baipeng who entered the yard, then his body stiffened, and he walked over to salute helplessly, "My uncle is here too."

Tan Lun looked at Qian Yuan with an expressionless face, "I will go back to Taizhou tomorrow, and I need to ask some questions first."

"Zi Li, sit first, and then bring a few bowls of mung bean soup." Tang Shunzhi waved to Liang Sheng and said, "I will not reply for the time being..."

"That's it!" Tan Lun curled his lips and glanced at his nephew, "Jingchuan Gong was promoted to the prefect of Ningbo... The official documents have not been released yet?"

"It's almost done." Qian Yuan knew where Tan Lun's anger came from, but hesitated in his heart. Today he invited Wu Baipeng and Tang Shunzhi to have a secret conversation. Who knew that Tan Lun would also join in the fun.

You should know that among the Southeast civil officials, the ones who are trusted by Qian Yuan are Wu Baipeng, Tang Shunzhi, and Tan Lun are in-laws and elders, and many things are difficult to explain.

Wu Baipeng coughed twice, "Zhancai, it was Brother Yu who invited Brother Zili to come, but it's okay."

Seeing Liang Sheng bringing a few bowls of mung bean soup and bringing tea again, Qian Yuan waved his hand and asked Liang Sheng to take the guard out, and then said in a deep voice: "First determine the overall situation, then discuss the details. The business is imminent, and the trend is unstoppable. Although the official documents have not arrived, Jingchuan Gong can start to recruit people..."

"Qian reminds you, Jingchuan Gong, you need a lot of people. It's just business, but it involves all aspects. It's impossible to be very detailed and comprehensive. You must first choose a group of people to build a framework through the initial business, tax payment, distribution of customs clearance certificates, etc.."

"Then use this group of people to expand the organization..." Qian Yuan handed over a stack of papers on the table, "This was recorded by Qian. Jingchuan Gong can take a closer look when he has time."

The company Qian Yuan started from scratch in his previous life was doing foreign trade, mainly importing. Although customs clearance is outsourced, he is naturally not unfamiliar with customs.

Of course, the experience of the previous life can only be referenced at most, the limitations of the times, the court's attitude towards trade, irresistible smuggling, Wang Zhi's powerful fleet strength, and the small group of Japanese pirates who attacked from time to time... There are too many things to consider.

"Ten taxes and two?" Wu Baipeng asked softly.

"No, ten taxes are one." Qian Yuan shook his head, "Date before the Japanese riots in the southeast, the Maritime Bureau actually collected tariffs... Unfortunately, those eunuchs demanded too ruthlessly, and they were not satisfied with the ten taxes and two taxes, so they set ten taxes and four taxes, which was one of the reasons for the prosperity of smuggling in the southeast later."

Tang Shunzhi nodded, "One of the ten taxes is indeed a bit low, but what we need now is that the business is smooth and too high... there may be trouble."

"Yes, but even if it's ten taxes, I'm afraid the fleet will go out to sea privately." Qian Yuan shrugged, "There are many merchants... I was thinking about sea merchants purchasing goods, twenty taxes, but then I thought about it and let it go."

Tan Lun sneered: "If you dare to collect such taxes, the maritime merchants will cause trouble immediately!"

Wu Baipeng also sighed and admitted this. Unlike maritime trade in his previous life, the large-scale supply of goods such as the Duke of Wei State was a minority after all. Maritime merchants such as Wang Zhi were very powerful and had sufficient staff. They had the conditions to send their subordinates to Songjiang to purchase cotton cloth, Nanjing to purchase silk, and Huizhou to purchase tea... They were even collected from farmers and manors, and it was completely impossible to collect taxes one by one.

Of course, if the business goes well and there will be many merchants around Zhenhai County, capital will always be profit-seeking, and it is very likely that Wang Zhi will send people to purchase goods. Vendors of all sizes will transport the goods outside Hou Tao Mountain.

In this case, maritime merchants purchase goods from vendors, and the government draws taxes from them. According to Qian Yuan's idea, the money should be paid by maritime merchants, but maritime merchants have to bear the tariffs on going to sea... This is why Tan Lun said that the Maritime Chamber of Commerce has caused trouble.

After weighing the trade-offs, Qian Yuan chose to ignore the tax and silver. There was nothing we could do about it, and everything must be based on the premise of smooth trading.

"There is a batch of tea and silk in Suzhou. It will be shipped in three days and sent south to Zhenhai." Qian Yuan explained to Tang Shunzhi: "Take this incident as an example, board the ship to check the goods, estimate the value of the goods, collect tax silver, and issue sea vouchers..."

"Wang Zhi first went out to build warehouses, wharfs, and dredged canals. Can he deduct tax silver?"

"Then you have to calculate the tax silver. Those silver can always be deducted?" Qian Yuan shook his head, "and there is still a fleet going to sea this time."

"who?"

"It is said that it was a maritime merchant under Xu Hai's previous command." Qian Yuan said slowly: "This person rarely robbed and surrendered to Wang Zhi..."

Tan Lun's face opposite turned gloomy.

"I don't know my name, but I only know the nickname Tan Qizhi." Qian Yuan said without changing his face, "Mr. Jingchuan should not worry, just let it go."

Tan Lun clenched his hands under the table into fists, wishing he could punch the nephew in the face of the opposite nephew... That was your relative's uncle!

Wu Baipeng glanced at Qian Yuan and guessed something in his heart.

As early as the 33rd year of Jiajing, many people discovered that Qian Yuan was quite familiar with the division of internal forces of the Japanese pirates. Later, Hu Zongxian, Wu Baipeng and others knew that Qian Yuan buried his son beside Xu Hai... Now it seems that it was Tan Qiwei.

Tan Wei... Tang Shunzhi and Tan Lun and Qi Jiguang met Tan Lun together back then, so naturally hesitated and turned to look at Tan Lun.

"Qian Yuan, Qian Yuan, Qian Yuan..." Tan Lun roared softly: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

"Why is the Prime Minister Tan like this?" Qian Yuan whispered: "This is for public purposes, not for private purposes."

"That's you..." Tan Lun stopped talking halfway.

Qian Yuan looked at Wu Baipeng, who looked at his nose and his nose, "Yes, that's my relative's uncle. He fled first and was defeated by Xu Hai, for which he was cut off three fingers..."

Wu Baipeng was shocked. He was always confused that during the battle outside Tongxiang County last year, Xu Hai suddenly fled for no reason, so the official army won a great victory. So that's it!

"I can't come back..." Qian Yuan sighed: "My uncle, please go and ask in person."

Tan Lun closed his eyes in pain, punched the table hard with his right hand, got up and left.

Qian Yuan looked straight at Tan Lun's leaving back with expressionless face.

Now, Tan Qizhi is the person he has chosen, controlling the fleet and sailing out to sea. This is the direct line he has finally owned, and he cannot escape his control no matter what.

Tang Shunzhi sighed, "Work hard and made great contributions, why does this mean?"
Chapter completed!