Xiao Yan travels to Douluo

In the distance, a large group of people wearing Wuhundian uniforms were walking on the street. Some were holding hands, some were making loud noises, and some were with deer-headed and rat-like eyes. They were noisy and chaotic, without any discipline at all.

The leader was so arrogant that his nose almost went up to the sky. He shouted and stretched out his hands to connect, while his subordinates separated and went to work in twos and threes.

Several people came to an inn. A wooden stick suddenly appeared in their hands and they knocked on the eaves of the door several times. They were startled and panicked inside.

"Boss! Come out and pay your taxes!"

"Here it comes, here it comes!" A little old man bent over and ran out quickly with a flattering smile on his face. He presented a bag of Gintama coins with both hands, "Hello, gentlemen, this is this month's tax. Forty Gintama coins, please count!”

"Well! Let me take a look!" The leader took a pamphlet, dipped his fingers in saliva, and turned the pages slowly, which made the boss furious.

He called a waiter behind him up, handed over a jug of wine with his own hand, and said with a smile, "Everyone is very busy today, and your mouth is dry. Please express your feelings with this jug of wine, please!"

The team leader immediately acted quickly, turned to the page, and read, "Tongfu Inn, the taxes payable this month are as follows: the boss's family of four, 12 servants of various types, 16 people each have one Gintama coin, a total of ten Six Gintama coins; the inn is more than 46 meters long and wide, three floors high, with a total of thirty Gintama coins. The total is [-] Gintama coins this month, well, you handed over forty, no problem."

"Have the quantities been counted?"

"Boss, that's right!" a younger brother replied.

The boss smiled flatteringly and said, "Masters, I've paid my taxes, are you all right?"

"Well, I have written down some of the wrong numbers, and they will all be zero by the end of the year! Brothers, let's go!"

The team leader took the jug, put the spout into his mouth, drank it in several gulps, and drank it all. When he went out, he knocked the wooden stick on the door eaves and shouted, "Let's go to the next house." !”

"Oh!"

"Masters, walk slowly!"

On the other side, three people walked to a fruit stall, took out a booklet and shouted loudly, "One stall owner, one cart, two Gintama coins in total."

His entourage was picking at the stalls, messing up the good stalls, choosing a few fruits that looked juicy and delicious, and each of them tasted one. After receiving two Gintama coins, he left with a huff, just as they came. Exactly the same.

This scene was played out in front of every family, every household, and every person on this street. The originally lively market was turned into a mess and a smoky mess.

......

Xiao Yan gathered his mental energy and frowned very tightly. Seeing that the huge team was about to come, he found a tea stall and sat there.

"Boss, have a cup of tea!"

"Okay! Come on!"

Not long after waiting, the stall owner held a tea bowl with two or three leaves floating on it. The faint aroma made him feel no longer thirsty.

"Sir, please, this is tea carefully grown in our own tea garden. It has a unique taste. Please taste it!"

Xiao Yan took a sip and asked, "Boss, I just entered the city and I don't understand some things. Can you explain it to me?"

"Okay! If you have any questions, just ask!" From that tone, the stall owner was still very forthright and willing to talk.

"Isn't that someone from Wuhun Palace? What's going on? The formation of a group of people is so huge, it's scary!"

"Oh, we're collecting taxes! I don't want to make any fuss!"

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was like a torch. The stall owner's expression and tone changes could not avoid his detection. The soul skill "See Human Nature" gave him a rough understanding of his inner thoughts.

"Martial Soul Hall has created such a big resentment! Why?" Xiao Yan said tentatively with this question in his heart, "I am also well-informed, but I have never seen this method of collecting taxes? Isn't it right? Exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are very heavy on people!"

The stall owner shrank his eyes, carefully looked at the approaching team, and sighed, "The tax is not overcharged!"

"What's the problem?" Xiao Yan was surprised. It's normal to collect taxes reasonably and legally!

"Ahem! Since the young master has an idea, take a closer look later and you will know!"

"Oh, thank you, boss!" Xiao Yan picked up the tea bowl and took another sip, and placed a gold soul coin on the table.

Soon, the team arrived here. A group of people cheered and found a seat to sit down. The table was clattered, and the loud conversation was so loud that Xiao Yan's ears were ringing.

"Hurry up, I'm so thirsty! Brothers want some tea!"

"Oh, okay, gentlemen, don't worry, it's quick!" The stall owner walked very quickly, holding a stack of bowls and placing them on each table one by one. Then he held a teapot and poured it in front of everyone. A full cup of tea.

"Well, come here and let me see how much tax you have to pay!"

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry. If the tea is not small enough, please add a little more. Gentlemen, please take a rest!" The stall owner shivered and stood aside, bowing his head obediently.

"Sensible, very sensible! Aren't you, brothers?"

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Xiao Yan, who was wearing a mask, finally attracted the attention of this group of people. The unique mask, the gold soul coins placed on the table, and his steady and forceful movements were always so hard to ignore.

The boss of the group gave a quiet look, and several people moved to Xiao Yan's side, occupying the remaining three seats.

"Young people wearing masks are so rare! I've walked this street for several years, but I haven't seen you yet! Are you a newbie in the city?"

Xiao Yan turned his eyes and asked kindly, "Do you want me to take off the mask?"

"It doesn't matter whether you pick it or not. It's just that the brothers are a little curious. I wonder if you can buy it to satisfy your needs?"

"I do not want!"

"Hey, I've been working in Wuhun Hall for so long. People with your personality are really rare!" The other party put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and his eyes suddenly became stern.

"Really? The person I'm talking to, you are also very unique!" Xiao Yan reached out and flicked his hand, and a token representing the soul master's identity fell on the table.

"Oh, no wonder! Since we are both soul masters, let's give each other some face!" The other party, Gululu, drained the bowl of tea, knocked it on the table, leaving a shallow dent, and left immediately.

The leader of the group waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, keep going, work hard today!"

"okay!"

"Listen to me, brother!"

After the group of people left, Xiao Yan looked at the broken tea bowl in front of him and the stall owner with a depressed look on his face. He thoughtfully touched the table with his fingertips.

At this time, a series of knocks on the door, mixed with the sound of wooden sticks and shouts, reached Xiao Yan's ears.

"Blacksmiths, come out and pay your taxes! Be honest!"