From afar, Ma Long heard a familiar voice, talking among the merchants surrounding the tax officials. "《"/《"/

"Folgeretz Tax Officer, the practice of Alba tea bricks is eleven tax everywhere. If you collect the fifteen tax, we cannot sell them at all. Please take back this decision... Otherwise, we will have to leave and go to the next stop."

This voice that Ma Long felt quite familiar with was obviously talking to the fat tax officer about goods tax.

"Ha? Leave and go to the next stop. Do you think this kind of words can threaten me? Go quickly and go quickly - just go to the next city to try your luck! Are you really a local gangster merchant who has not made any news? Don't you know that the Government and the Government have just issued a new tax order, adjusting the commodity tax rate of more than 100 places of origin, including Alba tea bricks, which are the Sepa Alliance?"

The fat-headed and big-eared tax officer Fergretz was indeed not threatened at all, and even a sarcastic expression appeared on his face as he spoke.

"What? The government and government departments raised the commodity tax rate for Sepa League? This is impossible. When we passed by Khakison City the day before yesterday, we paid eleventh tax!"

The voice that Ma Long felt quite familiar with opened his mouth again, but his tone obviously turned into surprise.

"The new tax order from the government was conveyed this morning, isn't it possible?"

The fat-headed and big-eared tax officer Fogretz continued to smile sarcastically.

This answer is obviously OK, so the sound that Ma Long felt familiar to him did not appear again, and the reason why the voice was silent was very simple - if Alba tea bricks were levied for a 15-day tax, the price for sale after entering the city must be raised upwards, but in this way, the price advantage of Alba tea bricks will be completely gone. The domestic products such as the Roiwa tea bricks produced in Roiwa Prefecture, the Northern Xinjiang black tea bricks produced in Northern Xinjiang, etc. will easily make Alba tea bricks sold!

"The disguised punitive tariffs."

When Ma Long heard this, he couldn't help but complain later.

"Ah, is it Mr. Peter Parker?!"

Perhaps because Ma Long complained that his voice was a little loud, the voice that Ma Long felt quite familiar suddenly asked in surprise.

Then, a fat merchant who was fatter than the fatty tax officer of Fergretz, was raised from the group of people who were shocked by the tax rate of imported goods of the Separ League to 50%, so they squeezed out from the middle of the noisy merchants who shouted and shouted with the best efforts to tiptoe and stretch their short necks and look around.

Ma Long was still very kind. He waved his arm at the fat businessman who was looking for with his small eyes wide open.

"I'm here."

Ma Long, who shook his hand at the fat businessman, marked his location, shouted a little again.

With Ma Long's initiative to show off, the fat businessman immediately showed a happy expression and ran to the passenger carriage where Ma Long was riding.

"Ah! Master Parker, you left the caravan without saying anything. We all thought something happened to you and Miss Kura, so we searched for it for a long time..."

The fat businessman just ran to the passenger carriage and said this with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I've caused trouble for you Mr. Vic." Ma Long apologized, and then asked: "Did no one find the notes I left?"

"I saw it, but no one saw you and Miss Kura leave, so I was always worried."

The fat businessman named Mr. Vicky by Ma Long said with a slightly exaggerated expression. When he spoke, he pointed to the carriage carriage and saw clearly that the little fox girl who was sitting here like a lady turned her eyes and turned her eyes to the old Haggs sitting in the position of the deputy driver. Finally, he opened the door of the carriage for Ma Long attentively.

"Ah, get off the car and get some breath. Master Parker and Miss Cura... Now that I see that Master Parker and Miss Cura are safe, I finally feel relieved! Master Parker seems to have taken Miss Cura to the Blue Moon Ridge area to the east? Should I go to Millwall Farm or Kansekiron Town?"

"Thank you very much for your concern for our brother and sister." As he spoke, Ma Long walked out of the carriage. When he turned around and led the little fox girl out of the carriage, he asked the fat businessman Vicci with interest: "Mr. Vicci, how do you know that we went to the Blue Moon Ridge area?"

"It's not difficult to guess. I know the wood used in this carriage, most of which are fire-patterned iron wood that is only found in Blue Moon Ridge."

Fat businessman Vicci smiled and he didn't keep it a secret, but answered clearly.

"Mr. Vicci, you are worthy of being the leader of the businessman who has traveled around the country for more than 20 years."

Ma Long raised his thumb at the fat businessman.

"Compared with your business plans, Mr. Parker, I can only be considered an old experience with no commercial value at all." Fat businessman Vicci humbled for a moment, then turned his seemingly curious gaze on the old Hargers who got out of the car with him and asked, "Is this old man..."

"This is Mr. Hampden, who is a passenger of this carriage like me, and a new friend I just met last night." Malone introduced Old Haggs to the fat merchant Vicci, and then introduced Vicci to Old Haggs: "Mr. Hampden, this is the leader of the Good Luck Traveler Caravan, Mr. Nicholas Don Wich. Although Mr. Vicci looks like he has no majesty at all, in fact, Mr. Vicci is very strong in communication and control, so the entire Good Luck Traveler Caravan is actually under the full control of Mr. Vicci."

"Ah, Ri'an, Mr. Hampden! Then what... Mr. Hampden, don't believe Mr. Parker. I am actually a useless guy who is forced to support my head. If I really are as powerful as Mr. Parker, as for what Mr. Parker said, can't even enter the gate of this Alvo City now? What's wrong with this? You're blocking Mr. Parker, Miss Curra and Mr. Hampden, you can't enter the city?"

The fat businessman Vicci first asked ok to the old Haggs who were dressed in rags, and then waved his hands repeatedly to try to make the old Haggs himself just an ordinary person.

As for old Haggs, facing the fat businessman Vic, who was free to chat and laugh with Ma Long, the inferiority complex he had accumulated in his heart had the upper hand again, so his reaction was just to smile at Vic at a loss.

Ma Long was different. How could he not understand that Vic was clearly deliberately trying to lead the caravan to the direction where he was blocked by the tax officer and could not enter the city.

"Sorry, I can't help you with this matter. If the order to raise the import tax rate from the Separa Alliance is really from the Government Department."

Unfortunately, Vicci, the treacherous caravan leader, was undoubtedly disappointed this time, because Ma Long was indeed powerless to do anything like he said.

"That's it..." Ma Long's answer made the fat businessman Vicci look disappointed, but then a smile reappeared on his face: "It's a loss and a profit to do business. It's a rule that the goddess of wealth cannot violate. At worst, we don't make money this time!"

After saying that, the fat businessman Vicci took a few steps and climbed into the position of the sub-driver of the passenger carriage that Ma Long and his men were riding. Then, in the stand-alone posture, he shouted at the merchants who were still trying to argue with the tax officials: "Everyone, calm down! Get the trucks to the roadside to make a way out. The Young Master Parker, who we all like, is going to enter the city!"

Just as Malone said, this Vic really looked unpredictable, but after he said this, the road that was originally gambled was given up in a very short time to allow passenger carriages to pass through.

Then, I don’t know if it was the instruction of the fat businessman Vic, or the other merchants were really smart. These merchants who originally surrounded the tax officials turned to Ma Long to surround three layers inside and three layers outside. After a while of concern for his health, he finally let Ma Long go... Yes, this caravan was the caravan that Ma Long followed for three days and figured out a lot of things.

These merchants, naturally, were like Vic, trying to ask Malone to help me get into the city, but Malone's answer was still the same as when he answered Vic.

The merchants slowly dissatisfied and finally made up their way. But at this time, the fat businessman Vic, who had been silent for a while, jumped out again. He planned to invite Ma Long to have a big meal in the best restaurant in the city, and also planned to bring his own dry food and a 50-cent as a tour guide for Ma Long and the little fox girl.

There is no doubt that Vicci, the leader of the Good Lucky Traveler Caravan, still did not intend to let Ma Long let Ma Long help him to get the goods into the city at the eleventh tax.

This is also impossible, because most of the goods brought by the Shipman Caravan this time were imported from the Separat Alliance. According to the tax officer named Fergretz, it is estimated that each one will be subject to fifteen taxes!

Prepare all the goods and go all the way north and sell them. Then, after the chamber of commerce in each city has delivered the goods, they will sign futures contracts for various local specialties with the chamber of commerce in each city. They will reach the end and rest until next spring. When the spring is in full bloom, they will return from the north with fur and other commodities, and use the futures contract signed in the previous to prepare the goods along the way... The business model of caravans like Good Luck Traveler has been like this for thousands of years.

So, if you walk to Orvo City and you can't sell the goods because you can't continue, the entire Good Luck Traveler Caravan will be completely finished!

As a businessman, who would be willing to do a loss-making business?

"Sorry, everyone, I am just an ordinary person. Such national trade barriers are really not something I can solve."

Unfortunately, Ma Long, who was expected to be, could only spread his hands to the merchants.
Chapter completed!