The winner is king in the late Ming Dynasty

Spring ploughing, autumn harvest, the eternal truth, Lin Yi's 3,000 soldiers, sent out 2,500 people, live ammunition to the countryside, Lin Yi is not to grab food, Lin Yi is to collect food,

Lin Yi is loaded with live ammunition from the village around, tell the name of the village, whose land is collected, the People's Army does not want food, if there are people who come to collect rent, they will smash their dogs' heads.

This made the people very happy, Mr. Lang was on crutches, quarreled in Lin Yi's office, pointed to Lin Yi's nose and said: "Young Master Lin, you don't care about money and food, I don't know how much food we have, how can you not collect rent, even if you collect a little less, it is good to collect 20%!"

Lin Yi sat in the office, calm and comfortable, and when Mr. Lang said enough, Lin Yi said: "Are we short of money?" Mr. Lang said angrily: " Poor money, our grain, ore, are all bought at a high price, how much money do we have to use? You sell happy powder, but only a hundred thousand

taels of silver, where do you tell us where we got the money?" Lin Yi smiled: "Actually, we have more than 1.2 million taels of silver, you may not believe it, these people are very bad, the money of several generations of the family is hidden, the thief may not be able to find it for a while, our people have a lot of time, I also dug up a lot of boxes of gold, and copied three money villages!"

"What?" Mr. Lang was taken aback, Lin Yi said: "I'm very surprised, in fact, we don't want this season's bookmaker, now the people's mood is very high, I have more than a dozen people who come to join the army a day, pick it, there can be seven or eight good soldiers a day, and the money is a little more!"

Lin Yi took out the data report, Mr. Lang doesn't understand this, Lin Yi understands very well, when he was in Africa, he had experience, after the farmers harvested, don't collect taxes, for fear that it will cause farmers to resist, especially when they don't stand firm, they buy directly with money, and if they don't have money, they go to grab land and ask for money.

Of course, when a small group of armed forces can live by robbery, they can do this, after the armed forces become bigger, they still have to collect taxes, Lin Yi did not say how much he collected now, nor did he say whether he would collect it in the future, anyway, if it is not collected this year, the people will be happy.

Lin Yi does not collect taxes, it does not mean that no one does not collect, Lin Yi's ruling area is not so clear, there is a contradiction between the north of the Leizhou Peninsula and the current intersection of the Ming army, and when the people really fight, Lin Yi's people will go again, and the food will not be able to be snatched back.

The gold and silver cups are not as good as the reputation of the common people, this is what Lin Yi did intentionally, before Zhao'an, Wang Pan didn't know that the following taxes were collected, this is a normal operation, how can you not collect taxes?

After many disaster victims received the news, some people who couldn't survive wanted to go to Lin Yi's side to try their luck, Lin Yi's side is not refused, everything comes, there is a job to work, no work, let go to reclaim wasteland, it is really useless, can only ignore it.

Wang Pan knew that Lin Yi did not collect taxes, so he asked Lin Yi, the letter was fast, Wang Pan had received a letter from Chongzhen, exterminating Lin Yi's ten clans, but he didn't do it, now Lin Yi intends to recruit An, he will tell the court, as long as it is a great achievement.

Chongzhen saw the battle report, Wang Pan wrote very exaggeratedly, Lin Yi led an army of 50,000 or 60,000 and fought a bloody battle with the Ming army, Chongzhen's secret agent, the report was similar, that is, Lin Yi had a lot of soldiers and horses, at least 30,000.

The governor of Liangguang said 50,000, and the secret agent said 30,000, so at least he has a little strength, and Wang Pan can't say that Lin Yi is rebelling for no reason, and there must always be a reason, so he told Lin Yi's matter, Lord Feng, Lord Chu, united with local profiteers, and occupied Lin Yi's family property, so he reversed, hoping that the saint would allocate funds to recruit An.

There is no money in Chongzhen's trouser belt, and Chongzhen is still counting on a little salary from Liangguang to use, "Your Majesty, this Lin Yi should not be underestimated, in the past half a year, the war situation has deteriorated, as if Lin Yi complained!"

"Zhao'an, let me tell Wang Pan, I want the official to have it, I want the money! If I can't do it, I want his head!" Chongzhen drafted a holy decree, that is, handed it over to Wang Pan to do.

The horse is on the wind, the holy purpose is on the way, the ore that Lin Yi bought from Manila is loaded, the red-haired colonists not only understand what Lin Yi wants these things to do is worthless in their eyes, Lin Yi will not tell them, but the happy powder that Lin Yi gave them is very popular.

Get a little tobacco leaves, circle it, light it and smoke it beautifully, like a fairy, smoke two puffs a day, refreshed, and refreshed, but the price is a bit high, but this kind of high-priced thing, in the eyes of the red-haired businessman, is the most valuable thing.

Boss Xie is a cautious person, after he received Lin Yi's letter, he did not reply immediately, but quietly stopped the supply of a store, less than three days, the next day someone came to smash the store, to die or live, to buy a little, he can't live without happy powder.

This person has no money, so he can only buy a little low-quality pollen, and he is stealing a little money for disgraceful purposes, he can skip a meal, and he can't go a day without smoking happy powder.

He is just a hob meat, lying on the counter and not going down, he has to be happy powder, but he definitely can't get Boss Xie, after being beaten out, Boss Xie stopped the goods for five days, and more and more people are buying happy powder, and if he doesn't supply it, something must be wrong.

"Chen Ye, Lin Yi, this street boy, happy fans can't stop, we are all fooled!" Boss Xie is about to cry, Chen Ye uses the best kind, and now he has to smoke about roots every day, drunk and dreaming of death, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

That's because Chen Ye is rich, eats well, sleeps well, has someone to serve, and he hasn't been sick for the time being after taking a few bites, and the kind of person who doesn't have much money is ugly, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't smoke for a day.

"He's dead on the street, you go and tell him, if you dare to run out of stock, don't want the government, Lao Tzu will kill him!" Boss Xie felt that something was wrong, and the three stores in his hand stopped selling at the same time to see the reaction, and the result was the same, people who couldn't buy powder became anxious, and his house was blocked several times.

"Oh no, I've sold this happy powder to the north...... If I run out of stock, the trade route to my north will definitely be cut off, this Lin Yi, why is it so bad!" Xie shopkeeper was at home, blaming himself, and suddenly he understood.

Understand why it is a merchant in the Western Regions who sells goods, why Lin Yi takes off his pants and farts, and goes through one more procedure, he Lin Yi is waiting for someone to stand up to the thunder pit, even if it is said that Lin Yi sells this happy powder now, no one believes it, and the whole Guangzhou knows that this business is done by Boss Xie with good luck and people from the Western Regions.

"What can I do here!" Boss Xie squatted on the ground and cried, after crying, Xiao Xiong's true colors showed himself: "As long as you keep the goods, I'll find someone to help me do business in the north, just like Lin Yi, I'll find someone to help me." "