Chapter 470
"Comrade, don't be humble. The corresponding national tax is also the responsibility of citizens. You can grow such good vegetables in winter. At first glance, you are not an ordinary person. Would you care about this little money? Besides, I have a list for how much you will charge, and you What are you afraid of if you can't get into my private medicine bag?"

Listening to the tax collector's tone, Yao Laosan blushed suddenly, a little nervous.

"Comrade tax collector, I can't speak, don't worry about it, but it's not easy for us to grow vegetables. You often collect taxes in the market, which is also hard work. It's not that I don't want to pay taxes. Raise your hand , give less, five yuan is too much."

"I know that you people are always trying to evade taxes. Everyone comes out to set up stalls. If there is a transaction, there will be taxes. As I said just now, paying taxes is the duty of every citizen."

The tax collector looked at Laosan Yao, narrowed his eyes, glanced at the tractor behind them, and said something seriously.

Yao Suqiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then he suddenly remembered that there are indeed tax collectors in the country market, as long as there is a big market, they will get up as early as the shoppers, and walk along the big market from the east end to the west end , Carry a list to collect taxes one by one.

A stall opens fifty cents and closes, which is very casual.

This kind of tax in the countryside is very flexible and there are no hard and fast requirements, so, sometimes, it is inevitable to look at others.

Moreover, this kind of situation is still very common. It does not mean that the tax collectors cheat for their own interests. Sometimes they have a good relationship and can indeed pay less.

Besides, they don't come to collect it every day, they come out in one, three, five, and usually set up a stall or something, but no one cares.

"Comrade tax collector, you are right. As a citizen, you really have to pay taxes according to the regulations. We are new here, and we don't know the rules and regulations. We thought that all the stalls have the same price."

Yao Suqiu came over, looked at this man's serious face, and looked flatly at the stall next door and the stall owners next to them with their ears on their ears.

"The pork seller on the left front and the mutton seller on the right front are long-term stalls, and each time they pay one yuan or eight cents. Temporary stalls like ours can't be compared with others, but they can't hold back, let alone our village. Discredit."

"So, I think that in order to cooperate with the work of Comrade Taxman, we should be on par with everyone. Everyone wants to take advantage of the New Year to sell some money, so that the festival will be more comfortable. If you ask for five or eight yuan, wait for the taxman After comrades left, everyone had to cry a lot.”

Tax collector: "..."

When did he charge five or eight yuan?
But looking at the worried eyes around them, these people really believed the little girl's words, fearing that he would collect high taxes together, they were quietly packing up the stalls and preparing to evacuate.

These guys who listen to the wind is the rain really don't need any brains.

He is a tax collector arranged at the market, a public official, and anyone who sees him will inevitably flatter him, just to show mercy to his subordinates and open less.

He often walks around the market, and he knows what these people think better than anyone else. They all want to pay less or even no tax.

This girl is not afraid of offending him, so she will say a word to him when she comes up.

Thinking of her mentioning the village just now, my heart moved, "Which village are you from?"

"We are from Hongqi Village. Comrade tax collectors often walk around the fair. You must have heard of our name as Hongqi Village."

In the past, their village was not called Hongqi Village, and they still strived to be advanced a few years ago, and were named and praised by the county and township for three consecutive years.

(End of this chapter)

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