Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1388: Actively generate income
People are just so weird.
Just from the look on Lu Hua's face, Lin Sanjiu could tell that she felt a little guilty when she first asked for the fee. However, when Hoster argued with her for a few minutes with a blushing face, , Lu Hua's apologetic look completely disappeared - she now believed more and more that she was helpless, and every argument she made was sincere and justified.
Lin Sanjiu finally calmed the two of them down and said to her: "I guarantee that I will make up for you by whatever the difference is tomorrow. I will never leave you behind. Even if they don't want to, I will." I will give you my own output. Don’t charge such a high fee this time. If you are worried, you can charge again at any time."
She has never fought side by side with the three new members, but the time spent together during this period has been enough for several people to have a certain degree of trust in her - this trust is not absolute. To use an analogy, it is more For example, after a tour group accidentally gets lost, there will still be a period of time when they are willing to continue to trust the tour guide's opinion.
No matter how long it lasts, it is at least long enough for Lu Hua to give in temporarily.
Considering tax issues, the reed paintings cannot be repaired for free, so we can only continue the old price and charge the price of 2 food balls. Just when Host turned around to get the box, Nuyue stopped him with a cold voice: "What are you going to do?"
"Pay it," Host replied.
"That's the remaining public grain," Nu Yue also lost her temper because she was tired, "pay her with the two grains you produce later."
"Then the two hours I just worked for were in vain?" Host immediately lowered his face.
"Whoever's farm tools are broken will have to work for two hours in vain," Nu Yue didn't even look at him, "otherwise?"
Horst had nothing to say, so he slowly opened his backpack. "I think," he took out the food ball and said, "I have already handed over most of my income... It's not just me, it's all four of us farmers, but when something goes wrong, we still just Can you pay for it yourself?"
Nv Yue lowered her head and focused on the farmland. Lu Hua only curled her lips and did not answer.
Of course, these two food **** cannot be delivered directly to Lu Hua. As a tax collector, Jiansheng also needed to prove his role; after he deducted two of the farmers' latest income, which was a total of eight, he deducted half of it from Lu Hua, and all the procedures were as follows: Same as last time.
However, this time he did not leave after collecting the taxes.
"There are more than eight pellets reserved now," he said as he watched Lin Sanjiu put all the after-tax food **** into the box, "I want one more now, isn't that excessive?"
"Why?" someone asked. "Didn't you already take three pills today?"
"Yes, but that's the minimum limit." Jian Sheng looked bitter and sighed: "You don't have to shuttle back and forth in this room. You don't know how tiring this journey is. If I can take you with me when I leave, I keep one just in case, to prevent me from getting tired and unable to pay my taxes."
"This is reasonable," Lin Sanjiu looked at everyone and asked, "You don't have any objections, right?"
This was a necessary expense, and even if everyone was reluctant to part with it, they did not show much resistance. They have also considered moving farmland next to cement troughs to reduce the time and expense involved. But first, trekking in their current state and moving means no output for at least half an hour to an hour, and they cannot afford the loss; second, elephants often go to the cement troughs to find food, and if they trample on farmland what to do?
"Then I want one too." Despite Host's rough and unruly appearance, Lin Sanjiu discovered that he had more thoughts than anyone else today: "I worked for eleven hours and I have to get up and continue tomorrow. Damn it, why can’t you add one more.”
People are like this. They worry not about scarcity but about inequality. Whoever gets the fourth ball first will have everyone wanting the fourth ball. Lin Sanjiu glanced at Ji Shanqing and saw that he still didn't say anything. He hesitated and said, "Then let's take one each."
Sibaan was still sitting at the other end of the cement trough in the room, separated by an elephant, and I don’t know if he heard him. Host raised his head and glanced in his direction, suddenly lowered his voice and muttered: "Everyone has a role, but there are differences in roles. What role does the inspector have? As long as we all abide by the agreement, won't he? Is it also equivalent to being fed for nothing?"
If Sparan was right in front of him, if Host was full of energy and vitality, Lin Sanjiu felt that he would not be able to say such a thing.
Of course, even though what he said seemed to make some sense, no one dared to deduct Sibaan's portion of the ration, so he still gave the food ball to Jian Sheng and let him take it there. When Jiansheng walked to the cement trough, the elephant happened to wander to the other side. As long as everyone raised their eyes, they could see the other side.
Sibaan slowly stood up and took over Jian Sheng's backpack. He seemed too lazy to bother, so he glanced at the backpack with the end of his eyes, then looked up at the line on the wall, "Please prove your contribution to society," and said, "Unqualified."
Everyone was stunned.
"The taxes are all here, I didn't take them." Jian Sheng hurriedly raised his voice to everyone, then turned around and asked: "Why are you unqualified?"
"Not all taxes are put in."
Jian Sheng was so anxious that his face turned red. "The tax I collected is two and a half. You can all take a look. It's really all here." He put aside his and Siba'an's share and raised the food **** used for tax payment to the room. The person on the other end looked, "Two and a half, right?"
Lin Sanjiu squinted and saw that there were indeed two and a half pills. He couldn't have adulterated it because there were no foreign materials in the room.
Sibaan sat down again, still saying the same thing: "Not all the taxes have been put in."
"Then tell me, why are there not enough taxes? Where are there more taxes?" If the other party were not Sibaan, I am afraid that Jian Sheng would not have the self-control he has now. Veins were pulsing on his forehead. Suppressing his anger, he asked: "You can't just say no and it won't work, without even a reason?"
Sbaan raised his head, his blond hair falling down his shoulders. He looked at Jian Sheng and said calmly: "That's exactly it."
Jian Sheng was so angry that he couldn't even open his mouth for a while.
Why is Sibaan so uncooperative?
Just when Lin Sanjiu was puzzled and confused, Ji Shanqing pulled her.
"Sister," he whispered, "he has to do this."
Why?
"He has to prove his role, prove it to this room, and prove it to Host and the others... His position is actually equally crucial. Regardless of whether Jianshenghe is qualified or not, as long as Sbaan says he is not qualified , he can't pay taxes, then we have to watch the food **** starve to death." When Ji Shanqing said this, he paused and his voice became softer: "...Also, Siba'an is probably right, There is indeed tax money that has not been put into the backpack."
"I don't believe it," Jian Sheng lost his patience at this moment, grabbed the food ball and put it in the cement trough, "I'll hand it over first and try!"
As soon as the food ball disappeared from the edge of the cement tank, it popped out again.
No matter how many times I tried, it was impossible for the food ball to enter the cement tank, and the elephant made no movement to eat. Jian Sheng was so exhausted that he finally gave up and sat on the ground huffing and thinking for a while, as if he was considering where there was more tax money.
"Why didn't you tell him?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice toward the gift bag while tending the farmland, "And I also want to know...our income tax is two and a half, it's true."
"Because this is a test of Siba'an." Ji Shanqing replied in a low voice, "If he hadn't thought about it just now, it would be difficult for him to guess why the taxes were not enough. Just wait patiently."
Lin Sanjiu held back the doubts in her stomach and waited for a few seconds before Jian Sheng suddenly made a move.
"This is the ration we all brought for you. It is our intention." His tone became much calmer, as if his anger had disappeared. He reached out and handed over the food ball that was originally given to Siba'an. He passed by and said, "You are too tired today. It is not easy to find an exit after a day. Come on, please add something."
Sbaan took the food ball and looked at it a few times.
If he wants to eat the food ball, he has to make it easier for Jian Shengxing - if Jian Sheng doesn't pay the tax, he won't be able to open the paper bag of the food ball.
"If one is not enough," Jian Sheng promised, "How about we all think of ways to give you as many as possible?"
Lin Sanjiu originally thought that Host was going to protest again, but when she looked back, she found that the big man was staring at Sibaan very earnestly, as if he was also hoping that he would quickly accept the food ball and leave Jimen to hand it over. Taxes - even Sbaan's initial anger when he said taxes were not enough has dissipated.
Sbaan pondered for a moment and threw the food ball into his backpack. "Then I'll accept it." When he said this, most people breathed a sigh of relief, but their expressions changed again with the next sentence. "Think carefully about why the taxes are not enough."
"Why does he accept money but not do anything..." Even Nuyue complained softly. Even Sibaan's charm seems to lose a layer of brilliance for people on the edge of hunger.
Jian Sheng pursed his lips and sat motionless for a while. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he slowly took out the taxman's tool from his bag, placed the ball he had just obtained, and gently cut off a small piece.
When he placed the small pieces next to the two and a half food balls, Sibaan smiled softly and said, "Don't you know? The taxes are enough."
What does it mean?
Lin Sanjiu didn't think clearly for a moment, but she felt a wave of panic first. She intuitively knew that something remarkable had been discovered - after thinking about it for a moment, she couldn't help but grab the gift bag's hand.
"No way?" she said in a low voice, "Did you and Siba'an realize that when Jian Sheng asked us for the food ball just now, it was not to prevent lack of physical strength... but to hold - —Are you planning to charge us?"
"He did have this idea." Ji Shanqing explained in a low voice, "Tax collectors and inspectors can only get 10% of the tax. If the farmer does not divide the food balls, he will have to wait until the tax reaches 30 **** at least. Only when the time comes...Obviously, this is impossible, no one can afford this situation. But no one stipulates that tax collectors can't charge extra when they do their job, right?" /
Lin Sanjiu watched blankly as Jian Sheng put the tax money into the food trough~IndoMTL.com~The elephant suddenly turned around and walked towards the trough with a thud.
Perhaps it is because Jiansheng made it clear that the ball given to Sibaan was "consolation" rather than "remuneration", and Sibaan did not pay taxes on that ball - it is impossible for Jiansheng to do so. Go take the initiative to collect his taxes.
So far, everyone in the room has proven their effectiveness, and the writing on the wall has disappeared.
I wonder what the next question will be?
She had just thought of this when she saw new words appeared on the wall again, only five words - "Anonymous Worry Zone".
"What is this?" Nuyue asked in a murmur.
Lin Sanjiu didn't look in the mirror and knew that her face was probably getting worse.
When there was a buzzing murmur from the crowd, a brief explanation also appeared below the five big characters.
"In this area, the unspoken words of each member will be randomly selected and displayed under pseudonyms, one at a time, and the replacement time is uncertain."