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"What? Are you two joking, sirs? One tael of silver... For our entire family, even during a bountiful harvest, not eating or drinking for a month would only bring in one tael of silver."
"Are you questioning us?" A tax official suddenly drew a tiger head knife and pressed it against Zhang Baqing's neck, "I don't care what method you use, but you must pay this one tael of silver. In addition, you must also pay the Yellow Peril Tax."
Zhang Baqing was completely bewildered, "What kind of tax is this?"
"Haven't you noticed how exhausting it is for the County Magistrate these past few days, eliminating the remnants of the Huang Tian Sect every single day? To ensure the safety of you common people, we set out early and return late without a moment's rest, so you should show some compassion for us."
One of the tax officials sheathed the knife from Zhang Baqing's neck.
