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Chapter 636: 730 Annual Salary of (Part )

Wu Yun and his group actually had no plan to stay here, but Sun Yunguang seemed very interested in introducing the villages under the National Salvation Association to Wu Yun. Therefore, in order to satisfy his former subordinates' desire to explain, Wu Yun stayed here for a while.

Of course, this is definitely not because of the gold, silver and treasures offered by the villagers.

As Wu Yun's old subordinate, Sun Yunguang naturally knew how to easily control Wu Yun. As long as he had money, this guy could be regarded as the easiest person to talk to in the world.

You don't even need to spend too much money. You just need to inform the village chief and ask him to pay out ten or twenty taels of silver.

For an ordinary person, this is not a small amount of money. During the Hongwu period, the annual income of a self-cultivating farmer was only a dozen taels of silver, usually less than 15 taels, probably a little over 11 or 12 taels. However, this was enough to have enough food and clothing.

If the craftsman is diligent and has good skills, he may earn around twenty taels a year, which is already a good income. It will definitely be no problem for the family to have enough food to eat with this money.

Of course, this is based on the assumption that there is no famine and no increase in food prices.

But when a disaster strikes, this little money is obviously not enough to support a family.

However, for the villages under the jurisdiction of the National Salvation Association, this would obviously not be a problem. Years of disaster would not affect this place, and the chaos and turmoil outside would not affect this place under normal circumstances.

Even if it was a disaster year with a poor harvest, even if the "immortals" from the National Salvation Association did not take action, the animals in the mountains and forests would be enough to feed the tens of thousands of people in these villages for many years.

It's impossible to say that there have been disasters and droughts for ten consecutive years, right? If that's the case, there's nothing we can do but accept it.

The villages under the National Salvation Association had no shortage of food, and naturally no shortage of money. The income of the farmers here was much higher than that of the self-cultivating farmers in the Ming Dynasty outside.

Every year, apart from paying the public grain tax and storing a portion for their own consumption, the rest of the grain is handed over to the immortals in charge of this matter in the National Salvation Association to sell in the outside market, and the income is then distributed to the villagers.

As for the commission, of course there is none, and the immortals of the National Salvation Association obviously don't need this commission. But they are willing to run errands and seek benefits for these mud legs, these inferior people who should not be even a glance at them.

This is also an important reason why the National Salvation Association is deeply respected in this mountain.

If you treat the people sincerely, the people will naturally treat you sincerely. This is a very simple truth.

However, although staying in the mountains means no worries about food and drink and the income is good, there are still some disadvantages. For example, although there is communication with the outside world, it is still too rare.

This also led to a stagnation of economic circulation. Apart from the caravans that entered the mountains every year, the people in the village basically had no place to spend their money.

They only make money and don't spend it. Over the years, basically every family has saved several hundred taels of silver. And to be honest, the twenty taels of silver presented to Wu Yun, even if it was given to one person, that person might not even blink an eye, let alone sharing it with the villagers.

Therefore, this also led to the fact that the "tribute" Wu Yun received far exceeded Sun Yunguang's request, a full eighty taels of silver.

When Wu Yun put the eighty taels of silver into his pocket one by one, Hu Meiniang noticed that Wu Yun's eyes were almost narrowed into slits.

This guy simply loves money like his life. But, how should I put it, his extreme love for money did not make Hu Meiniang feel disgusted. Because he was completely different from the corrupt officials Hu Meiniang had seen in the past.

You know, this guy is the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, a high-ranking official with an annual salary of nearly 30,000 taels. Although the salary has not been paid yet, after all, he has just taken office.

The deputy commander is also a third-rank official. The annual salary of a third-rank official is actually not that high, but the Jinyiwei is a special organization, so it is normal for the income to be higher.

"I have developed an operating model for these villages based on your experience in the Great Dark City. It has been running quite well over the past few years and we are all very satisfied. It turns out that the people's hearts are just like what you did before: as long as you treat the people sincerely, the people will also treat you sincerely."

As she led Wu Yun and his group around the village, heading towards the stone bridge over the river at the other end of the village, Sun Yunguang also talked to Wu Yun about her management experience over the years:

"But I am not suitable for these things, such as detailed management, so these details are actually taken care of by other like-minded people in our National Salvation Association."

Wu Yun obviously didn't listen to a word of Sun Yunguang's endless explanation. Even though he had received eighty taels of silver from the villagers, this only allowed him to maintain his concentration for less than three minutes.

And when the time came, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started checking it.

Sun Yunguang didn't care about it. After all, she had been teammates with Wu Yun for so long, and she knew the character of her old teammate.

"Deputy Commander, are you and Miss Yun old acquaintances?" However, just when Wu Yun was concentrating on playing with his mobile phone, Hu Meiniang beside him interrupted his interest, came up to him and asked him.

"what?"

Wu Yun raised his head impatiently and saw Hu Meiniang running to his side.

He frowned, and then saw Hu Meiniang suddenly took a few steps back, as if she was a little afraid of him. After all, this was normal, after all, the strength shown by Wu Yun had obviously far exceeded Hu Meiniang's previous expectations.

As a native local, when facing a strong person who is far stronger than yourself, you obviously have to show some respect.

However, Wu Yun didn't know what was going on in Hu Meiniang's mind, nor did he care why she suddenly became a little afraid of him. He first glanced at Hu Meiniang, then turned his head and turned his gaze to Sun Yunguang on the other side, then turned back and looked at Hu Meiniang again and said:

"Yeah, we know each other, why?"

Wu Yun and Sun Yunguang were standing in a row, while Hu Meiniang was behind them, and behind them were the two fox demons and a dog demon.

After all, the three behind are prisoners, and Hu Meiniang is Wu Yun's subordinate, so she naturally cannot just run to Wu Yun's side casually.

As for Sun Yunguang, she obviously didn't care about this, and she and Wu Yun obviously knew each other and were familiar with each other.

(End of this chapter)