Chapter 4: Chapter 4: Hidden Truths Behind Taxation
Su Qi thought that his nephew’s first ti going out to search was incredibly lucky in an absurd way.
He kept picking things up, but they were all low-grade items.
Still, accumulating so much could sell for a good price.
Su Lin gritted his teeth, struggling to carry a thick snakeskin bag, panting as he asked:
"Uncle, how much can we sell these for?"
Seeing his nephew so weak, Su Qi shook his head helplessly, took the bag with ease, and replied:
"Selling them directly, they’re worth around three hundred Copper Coins. If you process them yourself with a dismantling table before selling, the price can increase by fifty to sixty percent."
Since the advent of the apocalyptic rules, the surviving humans used the currency that ca with the rules: Gold, Silver, and Copper Coins.
Silver Coin is approximately equal to one thousand Copper Coins, the exchange rate with Gold is roughly similar.
"So that’s around four hundred Copper, right?" Su Lin calculated in his mind, then asked, "Is that enough for the contribution materials?"
If it’s not enough... I wonder if I can borrow a bit from Uncle.
Hearing this, Su Qi stopped walking, frowned, looked back, and instead of answering, he questioned:
"Why are you asking this?"
Su Lin honestly admitted:
"Soone knocked on my door before, urging
to hand over the materials. They said if I didn’t, they’d dissolve Su Tongxi’s tenant status and make her leave."
Su Qi’s face instantly turned grim, and he cursed outright: "Those damn maggots!"
In this situation, as long as Su Lin wasn’t stupid, he could sense sothing was off.
He quickly pursued, asking:
"Uncle, is there a problem?"
"Problem? Of course, there’s a problem!"
Su Qi’s square face flushed red, his anger apparent, "The Night of Survival just ended, how dare they co to you for materials?! Your parents just perished in the Night of Survival, what are they trying to do? Devour the Su Family completely?!"
After shouting angrily, he turned to Su Lin, speaking in a deep voice:
"You don’t worry about this, tell your grandfather, let him handle it. Do they dare think our Su Family is defenseless? Hmph!"
He paused, then asked: "Who was it that ca to collect the materials?"
After hearing his uncle’s words, jam-packed with information, Su Lin fell into thought, realizing that his family might have so power after all?
That damn good-for-nothing body before, always muddle-headed about everything, especially after the apocalypse, just indulging in himself, barely paying attention to Uncle or Grandpa, not to ntion his parents.
Truly useless!
While pondering, he heard his uncle’s question and answered instinctively:
"Two n. One looked gentle, with fair skin, dressed neatly without patches. The other looked fierce, with reddish-brown skin, a strong build, and a bandage on his face."
"Heh." Uncle sneered after hearing it, "Alright, I know who they are."
He understood his nephew’s ignorance of the world and didn’t find it odd that he didn’t recognize people.
This uncle understands his nephew; in Su Lin’s fragnted past mories, he couldn’t recall the nas of these two n, just found them sowhat familiar.
It’s really hard to maintain.
How many people are there in the whole village? That young man with fair skin clearly lives a pampered life, in fact, just like the forr self, doesn’t everyone say like attracts like? Yet he didn’t recognize them.
After speaking, Uncle fell into silence again.
Since his son’s death two years ago, his temperant had beco exceptionally gloomy.
If not for Su Lin showing signs of turning over a new leaf recently, he wouldn’t even bother speaking a word to this nephew.
"Cough, cough..." Uncle suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice.
Su Lin looked over and seed to see a hint of red on his uncle’s hand covering his mouth.
But on closer look, it wasn’t there.
His uncle glanced at him, coldly saying: "Why are you slacking? Keep searching."
"Oh, oh." Su Lin responded repeatedly, once again looking around for "garbage" to pick up.
...
Walking and stopping intermittently.
The two of them scavenged for everything they could find.
Since Su Lin was a drag, unable to lift or carry anything, Su Qi only took him around the outskirts, searching near the village.
But precisely because of this, Su Qi was even more startled.
The outskirts had long been scavenged thrice over, yet Su Lin could still find a large pile of things from all sorts of unbelievable nooks and crannies.
To this, Su Qi could only attribute it to the newly refreshed, unusual materials due to the rules of the apocalypse just after the Night of Survival.
His nephew’s luck was indeed quite good.
At this mont, although Su Lin was exhausted to the point of spitting blood, he was in quite a good mood.
The term "King of the Garbage Can" seed unremarkable, but the tenfold "garbage picking" luck was extrely practical for him right now.
Not attracting attention, yet getting rich silently.
Although they were all junk.
But accumulate a little, and the things in these large bags added up to almost seven or eight hundred Copper!
Enough for him to enjoy a nice al of braised pork.
Or be a bit frugal and support for half a month with Su Tongxi.
"If I have such a harvest every day, eating at at every al wouldn’t be a problem! As long as I can survive, I can completely improve this poverty-stricken life."
"Besides, I’ve haven’t tried the effect of making things with these low-grade materials, I feel that’s the key to the ’King of the Garbage Can’ term!"
Su Lin thought to himself.
We’ll try it when we get ho later.
Hopefully, it will resolve the crisis of the monster attack tonight!
...
The two of them were busy all morning and found a lot of supplies again.
Su Qi was already numb. They found a lot, but it was all low-grade stuff. In his three years in the apocalypse, it was the first ti he had seen such a situation.
Two words:
Ridiculous!
Su Lin was at the point where he couldn’t walk any further, barely holding on with sheer willpower, clenching his teeth and following Su Qi.
But he was still gritting his teeth and pushing through.
Damn it! If you don’t sweat when it’s safe, you’ll have to cross over again when danger cos!
Although Su Lin was lazy and indifferent, he was afraid of pain and death.
Moreover, he still wanted to lose his virginity in this lifeti and taste the sweetness of his soft and pretty little fiancée. He didn’t want to be reincarnated so soon.
Su Tongxi, such a pure and beautiful little JK, back in the day, just stealing a few extra glances would get you charged with harassnt.
Su Lin’s breathing was heavy, and he was starting to feel dizzy.
Su Qi kept an eye on his condition and, seeing him push to his limits without giving up, nodded in approval, quite satisfied, even amazed at his change.
He hadn’t uttered a single complaint and kept up with the work!
"Alright, that’s enough, let’s head back." Su Qi said.
Su Lin imdiately felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, sweating profusely like rain.
The uncle and nephew carried their bags full of supplies towards the village entrance.
On the way, they ran into a group of people, and a voice called out:
"Su Qi? Didn’t you say you were taking a rest today, staying at ho to take care of the old man?"
Su Lin didn’t even turn his head, quickly stopped to catch his breath and recover his strength.
Su Qi turned to look, his face instantly turned cold, but the next mont, he suddenly pulled a smile and said sarcastically:
"Haven’t the village’s rules for collecting contribution supplies changed? If I don’t hurry out to find sothing, I’m afraid soone might co after us. Captain Chang, are you here to inform
to hand over supplies?"
"Hand over supplies?"
The person was Chang Sanheng, the captain of Search Team 1.
The village’s Hunting Group had two teams.
Previously, Su Lin’s father, Su Ming, was the vice-captain of Search Team 2.
Upon hearing this, Chang Sanheng furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"
The smile on Su Qi’s face vanished instantly, and he replied coldly:
"Ask your son about it! At the beginning of the month, he went to my nephew’s house and threatened that if we didn’t hand over the supplies, he would force my nephew to revoke the tenancy of my nephew’s wife and evict her!"
He raised his head, his face cold, and loudly questioned:
"What? My brother’s bones aren’t even cold, and you maggots can’t wait to scavenge from a family with no heirs!?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd from Search Team 1 erupted in an uproar.
Scavenging from a family with no heirs is a huge taboo, especially when pointing fingers at a hunting team captain.
Chang Sanheng’s face imdiately turned gloomy.
He glanced at Su Lin, who was standing beside Su Qi, wearing a new leather armor, carrying supplies, looking exhausted and disheveled.
Everyone in the village knew how lazy this guy was, yet he was out working today? Sothing must be up.
But if that sothing involved his own family...
Chang Sanheng’s eyebrows furrowed deeply:
"I think there must be so misunderstanding! I know nothing about this. I will ask that unfilial son of mine to clarify things, and once confird, I will personally bring him to apologize."
"Heh." Upon hearing this, Su Qi rely let out a cold laugh, "You ask yours. I’ll also tell my old man, let him see how his own grandson is being bullied!"
Chang Sanheng’s eyebrows were tightly knit, remaining silent.
Su Qi adjusted the great sword on his back, then picked up his filled hands of supplies, and left with Su Lin, who had recovered so of his energy.
At that mont.
In the crowd, a young man about the sa age as Su Lin saw him carrying bulging bags of supplies and his eyes darted back and forth.
He patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, whispered a few words, then left the group and ran towards Su Lin.
"Su Lin! Brother Lin!"
Upon hearing the call, Su Lin turned around and stared at the familiar face, finally pulling the na from his past mories.
"Hou Yong? Old Monkey?"
Old Monkey, wearing a ragged leather armor patched seven or eight tis, got closer and noticed the sturdy and new leather armor on Su Lin. His eyes betrayed a hint of envy.
Su Lin was observing him and caught that hint of envy straight on.
Comparing it with his past mories, he imdiately plastered a fake smile on his face.
Well, well! So it was you, this bastard, who kept encouraging my past self to sell grains for at?
Damn, he even ate more than my past self!
Su Qi, who was walking in front, also stopped.
He turned around and saw Su Lin smiling at his forr fair-weather friends, imdiately furrowed his brow, feeling displeased.
Although Su Qi was from Search Team 2, in a village this small, he naturally recognized Hou Yong from Team 1, a young lazybones who avoided hardship and constantly shirked his duties, leaving a very poor impression.
In an instant, his briefly improved impression of Su Lin plumted once more.
"Sigh, so things never change. Once the money is exchanged, I’m afraid this worthless nephew will go back to a life of debauchery with these fair-weather friends of his."
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