System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 727 - 247: This Is Robbery (10,000 Words)

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Chapter 727: Chapter 247: This Is Robbery (10,000 Words)

The slain soldiers were piled into small mounds!

The horse under Joao’s saddle walked to Boer’s side.

He looked down at Boer with curiosity in his voice, asking, "Mr. Boer... are you unwilling to pay the three major taxes?" πšπ«πšŽπ—²π•¨πžπ›π•Ÿπš˜π―πšŽπ—Ή.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Upon hearing this, Boer showed a smile and explained, "Your Excellency Joao, it’s a misunderstanding."

"It’s not that I am unwilling to pay the three major taxes; I just want to understand them clearly."

"As you know, doing business in these times isn’t easy."

"Say no more, just transporting goods back and forth takes days..."

Joao interrupted Boer’s words directly, saying in a low voice, "That has nothing to do with me."

Boer’s words came to a halt.

Feeling the cold aura emanating from Joao, he wanted to say something more.

But Boer found himself unsure of how to begin.

Joao’s deep voice rang out again, "Mr. Boer, let me put it this way."

"From now on, any merchant coming to Morgan Town, whether passing through or trading, must pay the three major taxes."

"Transit tax, 10% of the value of the goods!"

"Transaction tax commission, 5% of the value of the goods!"

"Property tax, a one-time payment of 10% of the merchant’s property valuation!"

Hearing Joao’s precise figures for the taxes, Boer’s eyelids twitched.

Such high taxes are nearly three to four times those of Kakasong City!

Even Kakasong City has never levied a property tax!

This is not taxation.

This is robbery!

Although Boer’s chest heaved quickly, his breath became rapid.

But he did not react at all.

Boer knew well that to lash out in anger would be courting death!

Seeing Boer’s flushed face yet no response, Joao was somewhat surprised.

He asked, "Mr. Boer, do you have any objections to the tax rate?"

Boer took a deep breath, quickly exhaled, and then raised his head, smiling, "Your Excellency Joao, Boer has no objections."

"As a merchant, the most important thing is harmony to generate wealth."

"As Your Excellency Joao says, so will Boer do!"

Seeing Boer’s expression, Joao smiled satisfactorily, "That’s for the best then!"

"If everyone were as understanding as Mr. Boer."

"Our Frank Manor would find it easier to manage this town."

Boer smiled and had no rebuttal.

Joao’s gaze shifted to Vergil, "Calculate how much tax Mr. Boer needs to pay this time."

"Once he’s paid, let him pass immediately, don’t hinder Mr. Boer’s transactions."

Vergil responded loudly, "Yes, Your Excellency Joao!"

Amidst the sound of hooves, under the gaze of Boer and the guards.

Joao and his team of soldiers spurred their horses into the town.

They moved so fast that the townspeople dropped their belongings in fright, falling to the ground with cries.

But they dared not curse and could only admit defeat honestly.

Half an hour later.

Boer, having finished paying the three major taxes, led his convoy of carts out of Morgan Town.

Traveling on the gravel road outside the town, heading towards Lynn Territory in the distance.

After traveling a mile or two, the Guard Captain Yale sped up his horse to Boer’s side.

Yale looked back to ensure no outsiders could hear, and then asked worriedly.

"Master Boer, what should we do now?"

"Frank Manor is clearly plundering and pillaging the merchants in Morgan!"

Boer’s face was full of gloom with no words.

He thought about it yesterday.

Frank Manor might do something even more severe.

He didn’t expect it to start today.

The three major taxes just paid...

His cart had fifty thousand pounds of barley!

Converted at a market rate of two pounds per pence, that’s one hundred and four gold pounds.

This time’s transit tax cost a little over ten gold pounds.

Plus the 5% transaction tax, that’s five gold pounds.

That too can be considered.

The most critical aspect is the requirement to pay a 10% property tax on total assets!

Based on his ownership of the three-story building of Morgan Town’s Merchant Guild.

The property tax amounted to two hundred gold pounds!

Simply put.

From the time he left with his cart convoy from the Merchant Guild to the town’s exit in less than an hour.

He spent two hundred and fifteen gold pounds!

Although, the property tax is a one-time annual payment.

But every entry and exit from Morgan Town requires paying such exorbitant taxes.

Who can bear it?

He naturally knew, as Guard Captain Yale said.

This is plundering, also looting.

Moreover, Frank Manor is extracting value from Morgan Town!

Boer exhaled a warm breath and consoled, "Captain Yale, do you have any way to deal with this?"

The previously enraged Yale, upon hearing this, showed an embarrassed look.

He scratched his head somewhat at a loss, saying, "Master Boer, I’m just a rough person."

"Handling weapons, I’m fine with that."

"You ask me to think of a way... I truly don’t know what to do."

Boer nodded and continued to ask, "Then if I ask you to lead people to intercept and kill Joao, do you have confidence?"

Yale’s eyes widened instantly, unsure how to respond.

But seeing Boer’s direct and expectant gaze, Yale awkwardly said, "Master Boer, we might not be a match for Joao Frank..."