If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

The villagers fell into a long silence. After a while, someone suddenly shouted, "Why should I pay you taxes? You are not the emperor."

When one person speaks out, there is an immediate response. Farming used to pay a lot of taxes. The world is in chaos. The only advantage is that you don't have to pay taxes to the government. The villagers often talk about this in private.

But now that Xia Chen suddenly said that he would have to pay taxes, how could they accept it? If Xia Chen was assigned an official now, it would be fine. Just accept it, on behalf of the imperial court.

But even though he won the Juren, he is still a white body now, just a young master of a landlord's family. He said that he wanted to build a city, but the big guy didn't see where he built the city, so he just said that he wanted to collect taxes. No one would listen to him.

There was a lot of trouble down there, Master Xia wanted to come up and speak for him several times, but Xia Chen stopped him with his eyes.He had imagined this scene a long time ago, but he had to do it.

The current situation is that the recent large wave of zombies has been cleaned up by them at one time, and there should not be a large number of zombies invading in the short term, which happens to be the best period for development.

But the last time the villagers listened to him and stood up to kill the zombies, it was because they were driven to a dead end. When they met a group of zombies, those who didn't listen to him would die, so they could only take up arms to resist.

After the matter is over, the courage shrinks back again, especially the zombies wandering over now are all scattered.If no one cares, Xia Chen guesses that these villagers will clean the snow in front of their own doors and don't care about the frost on others' roofs. Whoever is unlucky to run into a zombie will come to the door and whoever will solve it.

If we let it go like this, if the family can't solve it, it will become a zombie and attack other villagers. At that time, there will be more and more zombies, and it will become more and more difficult to deal with.

So Xia Chen directly asked the patrol team to solve it first, one is to train troops, and the other is to pave the way for the current matter.

If you don’t want to fight zombies, you can. Scattered zombies are coming, and it’s a waste of manpower for all the villagers to be on guard. It’s a waste of manpower to designate someone to do a special job. If you want to farm, you can farm. They will protect you and let you farm safely. You should pay for your salary.

For a city to function normally, taxes must be indispensable. To be honest, he really didn’t pay attention to the villagers’ agricultural taxes, and he didn’t plan to collect such high agricultural taxes like the previous imperial court. Business tax planning.

Besides, he doesn't want the villagers to take everything for granted. It is only natural for him to build a city to protect the villagers, and it is natural for the patrol team to clean up the zombies. There are so many things that should be taken for granted in the world.

He waited so long to bring up this matter, of course not to give the villagers time to prepare themselves, but because he didn't save enough cycads and water ghosts, and after today's meeting, he went directly to plant cycads around the entrance of the village, Then let people dig the ditch deeper and plant the water ghosts in it, and then they can build roads, build cities, farm and develop with peace of mind.

Of course, although it was said that the villagers were allowed to work for construction, it was not for nothing. Let’s not talk about it now, it was Xia Chen’s intention. Be careful with people who think too much, beat and disciplined him again and again, he was too tired to panic.Suffer a few more times, know that it is beneficial to work with him, and slowly learn to be smart.

After waiting for a long time below, he stood on the top without saying a word or giving an explanation. The villagers gradually calmed down and looked at him together, waiting for him to speak.

Xia Chen chuckled, "Yes, I'm not the emperor, nor an official. If you don't want to hand it over, of course you don't have to."

"I will make it clear here today." He stretched out his hand and stroked in front of himself, "If you want to believe in me, Xia Chen, please stand here. If you obey all orders in the future, I will devote my strength to build a city of peace and happiness, and protect you." Waiting for safety."

He paused, seeing that the villagers were listening seriously, and then mentioned the topic they were most concerned about, "As long as you work hard, you will not be hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood to his left in the direction he pointed just now, and someone beside him asked in a low voice, and the simple and honest man said in a muffled voice, "My family has rented the land of Xia's house for so many years. The master has never raised the rent, I believe in him, and I will work with their family, and I will not be hungry."

One after another, people stood to Xia Chen's left, and some of them could see clearly. In these days, what's the use of having land, if you can't beat the zombies, it's someone else's house.Some of them were the same as the man who stood over at the beginning, because they believed in the Xia family's benevolent reputation.What's more, I witnessed Xia Chen's attack that day, and the method was too miraculous, which led to an inexplicable sense of awe towards Xia Chen.

Standing slowly for a little while, most of the remaining people were hesitant, and some couldn't help but ask, "If we don't stand over, we won't be allowed to farm the land."

"Of course not." Xia Chen laughed immediately, with a relaxed expression on his face, "Why don't you allow your land to be planted? It's just that the guards will not designate your residence and fields as patrol areas in the future, and the shops will not be open to you, children. The tuition fee to go to school will be higher, and other public facilities will not be open to you, so that’s all for the time being, it’s actually not a big deal, and it won’t affect your daily life.”

He said it lightly, but it didn't sound like that. He didn't worry about charging extra tuition fees. At worst, he didn't send his children to school, and there were no shops or anything. Who cares so much.

It was the first sentence, which clearly implied that the guards would ignore them in the future.Except for a few lucky ones, thinking that there would be such unlucky zombies, they ran to their house. Can't they run if they can't beat them?

The villagers who had already stood on Xia Chen's side, seeing the anxious and flustered faces of those people, couldn't help but feel grateful for their choice, and those who were more sensitive asked, "Master Xia, how can there be any shops in our village?"

Xia Chen pointed to Tian's house in the center of the village, and a new room was built there, "It will open tomorrow, everyone is welcome to come and see it."

The villagers who had already chosen to be with Xia Chen felt at ease at this moment, and the focus of attention immediately shifted to the unopened shop. You must know that many villagers have never been out of the village in their entire lives, and they only heard about the towns and counties outside. the villagers said.

The newly opened school is already rare enough, and now everyone is curious about the opening of shops.

The villagers asked, "What are the shops selling?"

That's a lot, Xia Chen dared to pat his chest and say, the things in his shop, not to mention compared with big cities, must be more than those in county towns.

"It's nothing." Xia Chen said reservedly, "Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar and wine cloth, these must be there, and there are some things I brought back from outside."

The villagers were in an uproar, and they didn't care about other things. No one had any shortage of salt. In the past, small shopkeepers would come over from time to time in the village. They would buy some salt at a time, and no one would store it in large quantities.

It has been nearly four months since the heavy snowfall in the new year. No matter how economical the family is to eat salt, they are almost enough to eat, but they can’t buy it, and the shopkeepers don’t come.According to the news from Yao's family, the towns and counties were already in chaos. Even if they wanted to go out to buy salt together, they might not be able to buy it.

"How to sell the salt?" Impatient villagers asked immediately, perhaps because they had run out of salt at home and couldn't wait, "Maybe they can exchange it with grain or homespun cloth."

This man is quite clever, now the gold, silver and copper coins can't be used. In the past, some people planted potatoes and sweet potatoes. When they didn't grow enough, they went to Xia's family to buy them. His family refused to accept gold, silver and copper coins. The food is returned.

"No." Xia Chen's words immediately plunged the man into despair, and then he heard him say, "The grain and homemade cloth in your hands can be collected by high-quality shops, but they cannot be exchanged for materials directly."

"Then what shall we buy?"

Xia Chen untied a pouch on his body, poured out bottle caps of four colors, and held them up one by one to show the villagers, "Red bottles and red coins are the most valuable, and the currency is in hexadecimal, and ten white coins can be exchanged for two taels of salt." , at this stage, shops only accept this kind of currency." He almost slipped a red bottle cap.

The villagers widened their eyes and stretched their necks to see what he was holding. After seeing it clearly, they all said, "What if we don't have this thing?"

"Don't worry, everyone." Xia Chen pressed his hands together and comforted him. "Tomorrow when the store opens, there will also be a recruitment notice. Those who receive tasks from above and successfully complete them will have these currencies as rewards."

Only then did the villagers understand that love is about earning money by working, so it is the same as before. In the past, the village also went to the county to do part-time work during the slack season, and they all accepted it well.As for whether the salary is high or not, as long as you can earn enough money to buy salt, it doesn't matter if you sell more strength. For a country man, the most valuable thing is strength.

As a result, the villagers were looking forward to it, hoping that the shop would open soon, so that they could see the rare things that Master Xia brought back from the big city outside.Even if you can't afford it, it's good to have a look.

The villagers standing together have already taken advantage of the opportunity to chat with acquaintances, discussing with each other how to divide the work at home, who will come out to take the task to earn the white coin, and they dare not think of other colors now.

"Everyone be quiet." Seeing that they had completely forgotten the original topic, Xia Chen loudly told them to be quiet, glanced at the villagers who had all stood together at some point, pursed their lips and wanted to laugh, "You all stand here, It is to agree to the tax, and I will not violate my order in the future. Say it first, agree now, and then go back on it later, it’s not just talking and forgetting, and there will be punishment waiting.”

Villagers, look at me and I look at you. If you have a bad relationship, you will inevitably ridicule a few words, "Didn't you just stand there, why are you here again?"

"Don't worry about me, Master Xia didn't say anything"

People have a herd mentality, and the temptation of salt has strengthened their determination. Besides, they had to pay taxes in the past, but now they are just paid by individuals, and there are special guards to protect them.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that they didn't suffer a loss, but instead made a profit. I used to pay taxes to the government, and I didn't see anyone come to help them clean up the wild boars that ruined the field.

Originally, Xia Chen thought that there should be a few diehards, and when the time came to make a comparison, let him kill the chicken and scare the monkey, but he didn't expect these people to be so tempted, so they would stand in line casually.

He didn't even think about it, no matter how stubborn a person is, there are zombies before and then there is a lack of salt, but ordinary villagers, who collect a tax and are not forced to a corner by others, how can they be so stubborn.

Now that everyone has reached a consensus, Xia Chen waved his hand and called the villagers to go with him.The villagers didn't know why, but they all followed.

As soon as he got off the stage, Brother Nan came over and praised sincerely, "Uncle, you are so handsome today."

Xia Chen was unmoved, "It's useless to praise me, I'll take on the task and earn money to buy whatever I want." When he was arranging the goods in the store, Brother Nan bumped into him.

Qinghe Village is surrounded by mountains, to be precise, it should be surrounded by mountains on three sides, but because the village is not that big, it is not close to the mountains on the other two sides. Xia Chen dares to say that he built a city here because of the geographical location here, and will develop in the future. , the place is enough, the entrance is blocked, and there is still a lot of free land, so you can develop wherever you want.

Walking all the way to the entrance of the village, Xia Chen stood still and told everyone to stay away from him, making sure that the villagers couldn't hear him chanting the spell, and then summoned the magic book.The dozen or so iron tree cards I saved were used at one time. Considering the size of the iron tree, it was even more spectacular than the dozens of pea shooters summoned that time.

The villagers only felt that the light seemed to be dimmed in a blink of an eye, and a row of towering trees appeared in front of them in an instant. All of them were thick and strong, as if they had grown here for dozens or hundreds of years.If it wasn't for this place where they walked every day, and their fields not far away, they would even wonder if they had gone to the wrong place.

"Miracle, the gods have appeared!" The oldest elder in the village's legs softened, and he knelt down behind Xia Chen. The old man was too old to beat the zombies last time, and he didn't see Xia Chen using any tricks. Startled.

Xia Chen quickly asked someone to help the old man up, Wen Shu walked over, knocked on the tree, heard the sound of metal, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the defensive plant you mentioned, it seems to be pretty good."

Because the iron tree is too big and the target is obvious, Xia Chen only told him but didn't demonstrate it. Brother Nan's grandson Heihu and others also stepped forward curiously to check the hardness and defense of the iron tree.

The villagers cowered and stepped forward, seeing that Xia Chen did not express any objection, they reached out excitedly to touch such a tall tree, how could the zombies come in after blocking it.It is just that the planting is not dense enough, and there are still gaps and doors to be blocked.

Of course, the gap was specially reserved by Xia Chen. The purpose of blocking the zombies is to facilitate the killing of the zombies, not for the zombies to besiege the city.As for the door, he still plans to build a caravan in the future. Although he can put it away by himself, he can't ask him to collect a tree if someone wants to go out.

This row of iron trees attracted everyone's attention. Even Master Xia was excitedly gesticulating with Brother Nan against the tree. He only knew that Yao'er was capable now, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"How about it?" Xia Chen bumped Wen Shu with his elbow, showing off with pride, "This tree is not bad, I have been looking forward to it for a long time, so there is no way, good luck, and there are two mutant plants that can be used in succession." .”

It’s okay if you don’t mention it, Wen Shu’s face changes when you mention it, that blood bag, why would you want to use that kind of rubbish to replace his rations? The blood of his Yuanbao, can this kind of thing be replaced? Unlimited supply

Watching Wen Shu's smile disappear, Xia Chen realized that he had said the wrong thing, and pulled Wen Shu to look at the iron tree with haha.Didn't he just ask, can it be okay to drink blood packs? He also knows that synthetic things are definitely not as good as natural ones. Besides, Zijian has said that his blood is the best.

Just talking casually, why did he suddenly change his face, and bite back and forth in different places, and insisted on drinking half a month's blood, saying that he was afraid that he would skip his rations, is he that kind of person?