I Don't Want To Go Against The Sky

Chapter 8: I am a good person

Cousin, do you have something on your mind? Zhou Zhongmao asked.

Lin Fan smiled, I am fine, I feel great.

Physique: 18

Internal Strength: 0

Heart Cultivation: Nil

Cultivation Technique: Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique (Basics)

Rage Points: 655.

His current body situation was like that.

His Physique rose up to 18.

He didnt have any internal strength probably because he didnt cultivate any heart cultivation techniques.

To say bluntly, he was now a brute with strength.

If someone was worried, it was Manager Chen.

He panicked.

His mind was still thinking about the girl from before.

If it was the Su Family, it would cause a huge problem.

At that moment, they arrived at the farmland path.

The heat scorched the earth, causing the ground to crack.

In the distance, there were many poor civilians looking at Manager Chen.

They didnt come over but ran away instead.

Why do I feel like we are like a plague, and other people are afraid of looking at us. What is the problem? Lin Fan asked.

His rage points accumulated; he would add to his stats when he returned.

Manager Chen was really frustrated, he felt like the civilians had lost him face in front of Young Master and he had to teach them a lesson.

Dont worry Young Master, I will let these scum welcome you. Manager Chen said.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said unhappily, What scum, dont call them that. They are just commoners.

Manager Chen looked at Young Master with a weird expression.

He felt that Young Master spoke really weirdly.

Yes, I thank Young Master for teaching me. I will change. Manager Chen said.

In his heart, he still felt like these people were scum and shouldnt speak. If not for the Lin Family sparing them food, they would be like the refugees outside of You City.

Gouzis good impression of Young Master jumped once more.

As expected, Young Master was different from those arrogant Young Masters.

As a Lin Family servant, he was half a scum.

Passing the farmland path, there was a village in front of them with many houses. However, they were all old; there were thatched houses and also houses made from stacked up mud.

Many holes were torn apart on the outsides of these mud houses.

He even suspected that if there was a huge rain that the houses might collapse.

The commoners were all standing there and waiting.

Some of them lowered their heads and didnt speak, while some of their faces were filled with despair.

How? What can we do? We cant hand over the taxes.

Manager Chen is here, if we cant pay it we will be beaten.

When Lin Fan walked into the village, all the noise disappeared and the entire village seemed really quiet.

Even those playful kids were so afraid that they hid around a corner.

Manager Chen coughed and then took out a whip. With a Pa ta, he struck onto the ground, leaving a very deep mark.

Is everyone here? This person is the Lin Manor Young Master, why arent you greeting him. Manager Chen said fiercely.

To deal with these scum, he had to make them afraid.

Only when they were afraid would they do their work properly.

Lin Young Master.

Lin Young Master.

The voices were unorderly and they were often very soft.

Pa ta!

Manager Chen smacked his whip onto the ground, his expression was really ugly as he said fiercely, Did none of you eat? Louder!

What are you doing? What do you want to do? Keep the whip, speak nicely, who are you trying to scare? Lin Fan frowned.

Evil landlord.

A small Manager acted so arrogantly.

Manager Chen, who was fierce towards the people, acted much more gently in front of Lin Fan. He kept his whip, I will listen to Young Master.

The villagers all looked towards Lin Fan.

They had never seen the Lin Family Young Master before.

They couldnt understand how such a person would appear here.

Zhou Zhongmao wasnt interested in anything here at all.

He just came here to accompany his cousin.

Other things didnt have much to do with him.

Gouzi was the one who felt helpless.

They came here to collect taxes.

However, with the weather this year, their harvests were probably meager; they wouldnt be able to pay up, not to mention filling their stomachs.

However, he was only a servant.

His words were useless and werent able to achieve anything.

Manager Chen felt that Young Master didnt like him being so evil and tough so he did things more gently, Are the taxes prepared?

No one spoke.

The villagers exchanged glances with one another and presented a bitter expression.

Farm taxes?

How would there be any extra?

However, if they didnt hand it over, the consequences werent things that they could bear.

Oh? Manager Chen frowned. What was going on, were these scum not going to hand it over?

Today, Young Master had followed him over and if he didnt deal with this matter beautifully, how would Young Master judge him?

Manager Chen. At this moment, an old man walked out of the crowd.

He was really old, and the creases on his face were not far away from that of tree bark.

We will definitely hand over the taxes, but the harvest this year isnt good. Can we hand over less, or we can owe it first. The old man said.

He was the village chief.

There was really nothing he could do with this years situation.

However, he knew that reasons werent important to the Lin Family. It was good if they submit everything, but the outcome would be catastrophic if they didnt.

Manager Chens expression changed slightly.

The way he looked towards them also changed.

Village chief, today my young master has followed me and you tell me this? Manager Chens face sunk, and he looked towards Lin Fan, Young Master, I will deal with this matter and wont let the Lin Family lose out at all.

Lin Fan raised his head at the sky and fanned himself.

The weather is really hot.

It is showing signs of drought.

Till now he didnt know how they collected taxes.

Also, the little support system was really humane.

It didnt bully normal civilians.

The farmers here were definitely really angry, but it didnt give him any rage points.

Gouzi, how are the taxes collected? Lin Fan asked.

Gouzi replied, Young Master based on land, one mu will give us 75 kilograms.

What? Lin Fan was stunned when he heard that, like he was confused. He asked once more, How is it calculated?

It is based on how many mu the land is. Gouzi said.

Lin Fan was shocked.

This was even higher than the taxes during the Qin Dynasty.

They were not giving people a chance to live at all.

Now how much does a mu of land produce? Lin Fan asked.

Young Master, one mu produces 100 kilograms. Gouzi said. The You City taxes leaves a little for the farmers and the rest is taxed.

Terrifying, which idiot set this rule? They want people to die. Lin Fan scolded.

Not only was Manager Chen shocked, but even the villagers were stunned.

Gouzi quickly whispered, Young Master, it was set by Old Master.

Okay, no matter who set it, the farmer tax is just too horrible. Change, we have to change it. As the young master I will change it now.

From today on, we will not charge based on mu, we will collect 10% a year.

Lin Fan said.

He had to stop such horrific actions.

As the local rich son, he had to do something.

Young Master you cant! Manager Chen reacted and quickly tried to stop him.

That would lead to death.

If Old Master found out, the world would collapse.

The villagers were stunned as they stood there.

They all opened their eyes and looked at Lin Fan.

What did Young Master Lin say?

Lin Fan didnt bother, he looked at the sky and ground before speaking again, The weather is so hot, it really is a dry season, I will not collect taxes this year.

Young Master Manager Chen wanted to spit blood, he definitely couldnt do that.

Are you the Young Master or am I? Are my words useless? I will take responsibility, so just say that it is my idea. Let Father come find me if he doesnt agree. Lin Fan said.

To seek for riches in danger.

When he should amass rage, he couldnt act weakly.

He had to take it head-on.

Could he kill his only son?

Putong!

At that moment, the villagers all knelt down.

The village chief knelt in front of Lin Fan and cried, Thank you Young Master, thank you Young Master!

He had never studied before, and he didnt know any words of gratitude.

However, he showed his true emotions.

There was nothing fake about it.

Lin Fan walked up and helped him stand, saying emotionally, Village Chief, in the future, farm properly. Whether or not I can live will depend on you all.

Those words sounded weird, but to them, this wasnt the most important thing.

Dont worry Young Master, we will. Next year we will hand over the taxes.

Lin Fan nodded his head in satisfaction.

Lets go, back to the manor.

Manager Chen looked towards Young Master in despair.

Huge problems were going to arise.

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