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Chapter 171

The deal was concluded, but Ji Mo didn't make paper figurines right away. He took a look at the birth date, and it was carefully marked with men and women. After counting, they were all about the age of premature death, which is just right for boys and girls. It looks like there are nine pairs and eighteen pairs, which is quite a lot.

Who can get so many birthday horoscopes at once?

And this snow-white paper, such a good quality... and the characters on it, Ji Mo learned to write in this world, but mainly for understanding, in order to make the characters he wrote be recognizable by others, he did not specifically practice calligraphy , and there is no such condition and time, so his handwriting can write, but it is inevitable that it will not be so good-looking and shapeless. Compared with the words on this paper, it is like a young child holding a branch and a child holding a sword. Adults, the difference is huge.

What kind of person should be able to write such a single stroke of words, which are full of sharpness between turning points?

After thinking about it for a while, what kind of person is the adulterer who has been eliminated by the businessman in the play?

Like everyone else, Ji Mo also felt that the child killed by the businessman was the son of an adulterer, and the other party was a buryer and a paper exchanger. It seemed that he himself had confirmed this fact, and it seemed to be no different from what everyone thought. , So, is he ready to leave here?

Leaving the sad place of Huicheng?

It would have been nice if I had left earlier, where would there be today.

With a sigh, Ji Mo was going to think of a way to find out whether the people whose birthdays were written on them were really dead. Using the birth date of a living person must be different from using a dead person, not to mention the harm of the former. There is also the former among the taboos of paper, and he cannot easily try it.

If something wrong is brought to the living, he will have a disturbed conscience here.

It is not easy to get a birthday horoscope for nothing, but it is much easier to inquire after you get it. It is as if someone knows your name first, and asks you by your name if you have this name. Most people will easily give the answer.

And if you are directly asked what your name is by a stranger, you must first ask the person who asked this and why.

Ji Mo actually didn't know many people in Huicheng, and many of them were related to the shopkeeper of the wine shop. After thinking about it, he went to find He Er. The other party was also a gangster on the street. Having dealt with him several times, it is best to entrust him with such small matters, but it will cost money.

"What do you want to inquire about?"

He Er was suspicious, and didn't want to work for it.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried that I'm a bit taboo, and I'm sure that people with such birthday horoscopes will die." Ji Mo didn't feel anything when he thought about it, but he always felt awkward when he said it. Thinking again, these birth horoscopes may not all be It's from Huicheng. If it's somewhere farther away, I'm afraid... There was a bit of hesitation on his expression, and He Er became more and more curious: "What are you going to do? If it's something bad, I won't do it." .”

When his family was not so poor that he lost his conscience, He Er still had a bottom line in this regard.

Ji Mo saw that it was impossible not to make it clear, so he whispered to him about making the soul clothes, "It's also a good thing, so that the soul will not be wandering, and there is an attachment, but people who gave me the horoscope gave me so much." , I’m a bit of a drummer here, if the other party doesn’t know the taboo and gives it to a living person, wouldn’t it add bad luck? I still have to make sure again.”

Hearing what he said, the vigilance on He Er's face eased, and he calmly said in embarrassment: "I also know that you are not that kind of person, but why do you always do this? I heard that you are very good at brewing wine. Why did you change it to this?"

It seems that in the last two transactions, He Er also inquired about Ji Mo's past.

Ji Mo didn't know what the original owner of this body was like, so he compiled the past according to his own ideas: "It's all passed down from the ancestors. No matter how good the wine is, it's not suitable for people like me. Just sell it. Only this paper-making technique is not good enough to be lost, and I will accept an apprentice to pass it on in the future."

This is also the truth. With an apprentice, many things are convenient. At least three meals a day can be handed over to the apprentice to prepare, and there are some chores at home, so it will not take up more time.

"Oh, there are really many, okay, let me inquire for you, I know, I know, inquire quietly, it must be quietly, otherwise it is not looking for a fight!"

He Er unfolded the piece of paper Ji Mo handed him, which was the piece of paper he got from the shopkeeper of the coffin shop. The original version was shown to He Er.

After seeing the words on the paper at first glance, and at the paper at the second, He Er murmured: "It's such a good paper. I think that's the kind of paper that is used for the deed of the government office. I'll give you these." People, are they from the yamen?"

"No, no, definitely not, how can a person like me deal with people in the yamen." Ji Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

He Er said it casually, but he didn't take it seriously, he didn't know how much shock he caused, he agreed to Ji Mo and took the paper and left, but Ji Mo stayed where he was for a long time, people in the yamen?

That's right, if it wasn't for the people in the yamen, it wouldn't be easy to come up with so many birth date horoscopes, those population books and so on, they must be registered, just like a census, and the village elders will write down who When a child is born at home, when someone from the upper yamen comes to register the population, they will report these. In the city, it will be easier. It may be that the yamen servant is responsible for the registration. What is involved in this is the poll tax. It is impossible not to register.

Common people usually marry, and they also say the date of birth. They may not remember it themselves. The family members make up nonsense. It may be that they are asked from the yamen. Doesn’t the yamen also have official media?Those who do this must know it.

Ji Mo always felt that he hadn't dealt with the yamen before, but when he thought about taxation, he discovered his blind spot. If he had a fixed shop or something, he would have been approached to collect taxes a long time ago, that is, he didn't. Be indulged.

Farmers go to the city to sell vegetables, can it be said that farmers selling vegetables are businessmen?A craftsman like Ji Mo sells the things he makes for a living, so he cannot be called a businessman because of this, so the tax is always different. The poll tax is once a year, and it is not frequent. He came here for a short time. He has been ignored.

Wait, it seems that I didn't ignore it, but I was still registered with the shopkeeper of the wine shop last year, maybe it was handed in there, or it was vaguely passed over there.

In a small city like Huicheng, there are not many taxes, so there must always be people evading taxes.

Among other things, beggars in the city will definitely not be able to collect poll tax, and there are those who hang out on the street and are not popular, so people will ignore them if they can't catch them. If you have time to hide and seek behind them, You can get another sum of money wherever you go, and you won't go too far, and there will be loopholes to exploit.

Thinking about the management fee that the shopkeeper of the wine shop had to pay for himself, maybe it was to help manage the government office. At that time, he didn't ask carefully. Li was confused, obviously living in the city, but it seemed to be isolated from the world.

Let’s make up for the missed contacts.

It just so happens that there is a festival in a few days, and the merchants on the street are always the most responsive, and put out the traditional food for the festival early on. Ji Mo went to buy some, and gave them to the shopkeeper of the wine shop, and told him I asked about common sense questions such as whether I was considered a merchant now.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop was idle, and chatted with him a few words, which confirmed Ji Mo's conjecture that he is now a craftsman, and he is still far away from the merchant.

"You don't even have a shop, what kind of merchant are you? Even a merchant doesn't see a few types of goods." The shopkeeper thought it was his big heart, laughed at him, and reminded him, "You can take it easy, it's a big deal." Now, the old coffin won't tolerate you."

This "old coffin" refers to the shopkeeper of the coffin shop. Speaking of these two, if you say that the relationship is not good, the shopkeeper of the coffin shop is still a regular customer here, and the wine he drinks is bought from the liquor shop. My son also pays on credit, if it is a good relationship, going back and forth on credit or something, and repeatedly reminding the account will cause headaches for the shopkeeper of the wine shop.

The city is not big, not to mention the neighbors, they are all like distant relatives, and it is not easy to lose face for the wine account, and the shopkeeper of the wine shop feels sorry for his little wine account. I have sold coffins a few times, either purely to introduce business, or when introducing business, I directly deducted the money from others to buy the coffin to hook up the wine account, and then gave the rest to the shopkeeper of the coffin shop, which is even more dangerous. There is a precedent of the coffin being carried away by the clerk directly from his shop.

Two people who are both over a hundred years old together have to stare and bark their teeth when they meet, and talk like they are arguing, but it is really strange that they can still talk about things.

"If it's not big, if it's not big, I'll make a paper man, and I can't do anything else. It's not a sudden thought of paying taxes. It's not good that there is no way out."

The ancient yamen servants were really not that diligent. It was absolutely impossible for a family to collect taxes and issue receipts. Three melons and two dates were not enough for the yamen servants to eat. Going to hand it in, save the other party's affairs, and save the other party's chance to make trouble when they don't like themselves.

"That's good, otherwise, I won't help you." The shopkeeper was far and close, and he was frankly not afraid of Ji Mo's anger.

Ji Mo was not angry either, so he gave up with a smile.

A few days after the two chatted about this matter, they heard the news of an accident in the coffin shop. A fire caused disasters for the neighbors. Fortunately, most of them ran out because they were still asleep. The ones that were close to each other on the left and right suffered a greater loss, and the coffin shop, which was the center of the fire, was burned to tatters and nothing was lost.

Later, the yamen gave out the investigation results. It was the shopkeeper of the coffin shop who was drinking too much and fell asleep at his desk. It didn’t matter if he fell asleep. Such combustibles just burned directly.

Most of the houses in ancient times were made of wood, so when they burned, it would be even more intense. Fortunately, every family had a fire tank filled with water, so they could put out the fire in time. Even so, this person could not be saved. came back.

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