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Chapter 589: Encountering Wonderful Tea in Fenghua City, Sweet Dew on Poplar Branches Reflecting the Sunset

"Tell me about it." Xiang Zhu started to ask, but A Jing asked back: "Why did you ask me again? It was obviously me who asked you. You are smarter and you have more solutions."

A Jing continued, "I think the balance point is that since you are not short of money, according to my understanding of you, you actually want to say that taxation is a symbol of power. Since you have gradually taken over the power of the Greedy Clan, including some of the power of the Hague, to the Spirit Clan, then you will want to collect taxes. It is not like the previous taxes of the Hague, or some of the Greedy Clan, which extorted some of the merchants and the people. You just want to say that there is such a power, or you actually want to protect, right?"

Xiang Zhu nodded slightly, agreeing with Ajing's words.

"Ah." Ajing sighed and said, "Then how much do you think is appropriate?" Ajing asked.

Xiang Zhu looked at Ajing and a smile appeared on his face, with a hint of mystery in that smile.

He shook his head slightly and said, "This is not a simple number that can be determined. The amount of tax should take into account the development needs of Fenghua City and ensure that the city's various construction and public services can operate normally; it should also take into account the people's ability to bear the burden and not let them feel overburdened. Moreover, different industries and different groups have different situations."

After a pause, Xiang Zhu continued, "For example, small businesses have meager profits, so taxes cannot be too high. For large business groups, collecting a little more tax may not have much impact on them. In addition, agriculture is the basic industry of Fenghua City, so tax policies for farmers also need to be particularly cautious."

Ah Jing listened carefully to Xiang Zhu's analysis, frowned slightly and thought, and said: "Hearing what you said, it is indeed very complicated. Wouldn't it require a lot of investigation and research to determine an appropriate tax standard?"

Xiang Zhu nodded and said, "That's right. We need to have a deep understanding of the actual situation of all classes and industries in Fenghua City, listen to everyone's opinions and suggestions, and then comprehensively consider various factors to formulate a relatively reasonable tax policy. This is not something that can be accomplished overnight, we need to take our time."

"Hmm, hmm, hmm!" Ajing nodded like a chick pecking at rice, his face filled with irrepressible excitement, and he swiftly handed Xiang Zhu a cup of mango sago.

In this huge Fenghua city, there is actually a spirit tribe member who opened a milk tea shop from the future, selling mango sago. Whenever Ajing thought about it, he found it crazy.

They each held a cup. Jing looked at the straw in his hand and couldn't help but exclaimed: "There are actually straws here. It's amazing!"

"Huh, did you hear that? It's magical?" Xiang Zhu looked at Ajing with a beaming face and sparkling eyes.

Xiang Zhu curled his lips and asked softly, "Is the milk tea delicious?"

"It tastes delicious, of course!" Ajing took a deep sip and continued, "Oh, I understand what you said. There are various things related to the tax reform in Fenghua City. How can we figure it out and solve it all at once? I know you have high expectations of me, and the burden on my shoulders is not light. But these troublesome things can't be rushed, let's just live our daily lives well first, okay?" As Ajing spoke, he looked at Xiang Zhu, his eyes full of determination.

At this moment, she felt as if she had touched upon Xiang Zhu's innermost thoughts, and her understanding of him deepened.

This wonderful feeling instantly brightened Ajing's mood, as if a gorgeous flower had bloomed in his heart.

Xiang Zhu met A Jing's gaze and nodded slightly, and the two smiled knowingly. At this moment, the surrounding noise became the background sound. They stood at the door of the milk tea shop, immersed in the tacit understanding that belonged to each other, as if the future of the entire Fenghua City was in this smile, full of infinite possibilities.

Fenghua City in spring is full of vitality.

Ajing and Xiangzhu were walking along the busy street when suddenly, a strange and rich fragrance drifted towards them from the direction of the Crane Temple.

The fragrance was extremely unique, mellow with a hint of mystery, and it instantly caught Ajing's sense of smell.

"Huh?" Ah Jing couldn't help but stop, his nose flared slightly, he looked up in the direction of the Crane Temple, and murmured, "Why is there a diffuse fragrance drifting from the direction of the Crane Temple? The weather seems to be getting warmer."

Xiang Zhu also stopped and felt the warm wind on his face, and agreed: "Yes, the temperature is 17 degrees today." "So high?" Ah Jing slightly widened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and smiled, "I guess you don't need to turn on the air conditioners in Zhaoxing Hall."

Xiang Zhu nodded, looking relaxed: "Yes, today we have stopped all the equipment in Zhaoxing Hall, because the temperature inside and outside is almost the same, and the constant temperature is around 17 degrees."

The two continued walking forward as they talked, but the fragrance lingered, and Ajing's doubts grew stronger.

Where does this fragrance come from?

What's going on in the Crane Temple?

Considering the various strange things he had discovered in the Crane Temple before, Ajing's curiosity was completely aroused.

She tilted her head to look at Xiang Zhu, with an inquiring look in her eyes: "Xiang Zhu, this fragrance is strange. There have been a lot of things happening in the Crane Temple recently. Could it be..."

Xiang Zhu understood what A Jing meant. He frowned slightly and looked towards the Crane Temple. After thinking for a moment, he said, "This fragrance is indeed strange. It seems that the matter of the Crane Temple is far more complicated than we thought. We must find a chance to investigate further."

With anxiety in her eyes, Ajing couldn't help asking, "Shall we go today?" She really couldn't suppress her curiosity about the secret behind the strange fragrance of the Crane Temple.

Xiang Zhu shook his head gently and said calmly, "You don't have to go today." After a pause, he continued to explain, "Ajing, you are the city lord now, and the city lord's actions are not so casual. Every move may attract the attention of the people in the city, so you can't act rashly."

Then, Xiang Zhu looked at A Jing with a gentle but firm gaze, and added: "The children of the War Spirit Tribe have also arranged everything inside and outside, so we don't have to worry about everything. They are all very reliable and will pay attention to the movements of the Crane Temple and report any situation in a timely manner. We have to take a long-term view and not act hastily."

Ajing nodded slightly. Although he was a little unwilling, he also understood that what Xiang Zhu said made sense.

She sighed softly and said, "Okay, I get it. But the matter of the Crane Temple always makes me feel uneasy. So what should we do next?"

Xiang Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Let's first ask Qian Landai to help collect more information and see if we can dig out some useful clues from her connections. At the same time, let the children of the War Spirit Clan closely monitor the movements of the Crane Temple, especially the source of the strange fragrance. We will make plans after we have more information."

Ah Jing listened to Xiang Zhu's arrangement and gradually calmed down. His eyes became firm again: "Okay, I'll do as you say. I hope to uncover the secret of the Crane Temple as soon as possible and prevent the people in the city from being harmed."

As night falls over Fenghua City, the hustle and bustle of the day gradually fades away, leaving behind a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

In front of the listening studio, warm yellow light poured down, illuminating the brand new poster.

On the poster, the lively notes seem to jump out of the paper, and the dancing musicians are graceful, as if they are eagerly announcing the upcoming new performance, attracting the attention of passers-by, with their hearts full of anticipation.

The boss, Yao Landai, wearing a simple and elegant long dress, stood at the door with a smile on her face, directing the waiters to set up the venue.

Her eyes were focused and enthusiastic, not missing any details.

"Move this pot of flowers a little to the left. Yes, right there. It will look more coordinated this way." As she spoke, she personally stepped forward to adjust the position of the pot, making the delicate and beautiful flowers look even more charming under the light.

Then, Yao Landai looked up at the lanterns hanging under the eaves.