Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 4365

Yuyao went to the village chief just to ask about land reclamation.

Because the Jiang family is from outside, they do not have land in the village.

Jiang Chenan dug out the small vegetable patch next to the house bit by bit.

For this, Yuyao had to praise Jiang Chenan again for not being too diligent and frugal in running the family.

But she could only sneer at their father, who was not as responsible as his own son.

But now she seriously doubts whether that man is the father of these three children, otherwise how could he be so irresponsible.

These things made her feel like he didn't care about these children, he just wanted to make sure they didn't starve to death.

But now that the other person has disappeared, she can't ask clearly even if she wants to, so that's it.

As long as he doesn't show up in the future.

Otherwise, she might want to have a good chat with him.

The answer I got from the village chief was that if it was wasteland reclaimed by them, it belonged to them, but they had to make a record with the village chief.

Yuyao returned home and stood next to her house, looking at the wasteland. The soil quality of this land was average, but certainly not good.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have waited until she came to open up wasteland.

Well, because it is a wasteland, there are inevitably a lot of weeds. It will only take a few days to completely clean it up.

But before Yuyao could finish reclaiming the wasteland, the court began to collect taxes from the people.

"Tax?"

She remembered that there seemed to be no such thing in the original owner's memory. What was going on?

"Why haven't you heard of it before?"

The visitor glanced at the open space next to Yuyao's house and said, "That land belongs to you, right? Since you farm the land, you have to pay taxes." Yuyao...

"That's wasteland, and I haven't started planting it yet, so why do I have to start paying taxes?"

What is this all about?
"Did you make a record with the village chief there?"

Yuyao nodded, "Yes, the village chief said that there is no one in the wasteland. If we reclaim it, it will be ours. Just go to him and record it."

"That's right. That piece of land belongs to you now, so you have to pay the tax naturally."

Yuyao felt as if a flock of crows were flying over her head. Has the court now started robbing houses like bandits?
Even before her wasteland was reclaimed, tax collectors came to her door. The court was just staring at the small amount of tax revenue in the hands of ordinary people like them?
Although paying taxes is appropriate, it is not how it should be.

"Then how much tax should we pay according to the regulations of the court?"

The visitor looked through the book in his hand and said, "There are four people in your family. According to the regulations of our court, each person under the age of 14 is entitled to two silver coins a year. There are four people in your family, and the total is eight coins."

Yu Yao roughly calculated in her mind that eight coins of silver equaled five hundred coins.

Although she has the five hundred coins in her hand now, she can't take it out now, otherwise if word spreads, their family may be in trouble again.

"Can you please give me a few days' grace? My family doesn't have that much money right now. Let us collect the money and I will deliver it to you personally."

The man glanced at the thatched house behind Yuyao, "Then I'll give you three days."

"Thank you."

After sending away the tax collector, Yu Yao let out a breath and finally sent him away.

"Mom, let me go to the town and find a job."

There was a tax call at home, and as the eldest brother in the family, he naturally couldn't sit idly by and let his mother figure it out alone.

(End of this chapter)