Chapter 33: rule

The embassy official who was temporarily appointed as a tax collector by Bran was now standing at the door of Bran Mountain Villa with two young knights, followed by a row of vehicles pulling physical taxes and confiscated property, waiting to be handed over.
Seeing Dani who was holding Bran coming out of the door, I felt both fearful and crooked at the same time. Ordinarily, Bran was already 10 years old at this time. Although compared to the children in the North, they looked short and thin, but it was compared with the children in the North. If they were placed in other boundaries, this size would be fine.
Bran didn't want to be held like this, but it was just so convenient for him to direct Dany to question. He felt that sometimes the identity of an idiot was actually quite good, and he could observe the nature of the people around him more clearly.
"Your name." Dany said.
"Rob Stuart" the secretly cursed, now only remember to ask my name?
"Carrot, is this the tax you collected?"
"No, it's taxes and confiscated property." On the surface, respectful, and slandered in his heart, "Carrots, just carrots, don't care about your illiterate barbarians."
"All?"
"Yes, it's all here." Robert Stuart began to sweat.
"It seems that you think we Northlanders don't know how to count?"
"You and I explained that yesterday's chaos caused part of the loss, so it is really all."
"In the past few years, the Northland has been too tolerant to you. Would you like to know how to punish theft in the Northland?"
"Steal? What did we steal?" Robert Steer didn't turn his head around. How did this tax collection become a penalty for stealing?
"Put away your thoughts, go back and ask your merchants to re-examine their goods, before the sun sets, send us the things that belong to us." After speaking, Dany turned and left.
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Bypassing the shadow wall and putting Bran down, Dany said, "I didn't see anything."
"Different goods have different values. Although this group of don't bring any good goods, they always get some crude things to Beidi Keng to be abducted, but the quality will always be different." Bran grinned: "And, this group The bastard’s tax was paid too quickly. It’s always right to hit two shots with or without a date."
"Snatched it all yesterday, how can there be such a trouble today?"
"...Being a person has room. And how do I know that we are so fierce? I was a little scared when I came here yesterday, okay?" Bran gestured with his hand, imitating Dani's movements. "Unexpectedly, these bastards, remember to eat or not, they would dare to be clever with us when they turned their heads."
Having said that, Bran thought for a while, looked at Dani and asked, "What if someone calls you stupid?"
"Hit him."
"Tell Gazi, the caravan said that we people in the North are stupid and cheating."
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It didn't take long before Rob Steer ran to the door of the villa with a bruised nose and begged to see him, asking Bran to stop the fighting there.
Dani stood at the entrance of the villa, looking down at the guy with a swollen nose and swollen nose, and replied casually: "A fight, just go up and pull away, how big is it?"
"Can't pull it off!"
"Because of the fight?"
"This..." Rob Steer didn't know how to say it. If this is something stupid from the Northland popping out of his mouth, he will have to be beaten.
"At first glance, you people see us as being honest and bullying."
"No, who dares?"
"Don't talk about these trivial matters, ask the caravan to write down the types of goods, and the grades are all sorted out?"
"...Not all finished yet"
"Go back and explain clearly. If you want to come back, I will bring less of these rags and some good ones. This time I won't care about you."
Robert Stuart stood at the door looking at the back holding Bran and turned and left, before he realized that I came to you to pull the frame. You have a gun and a stick, what is this called? And what kind of Northland price you get, what a gadget! ?
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Regardless of whether they want it or not, under the roof of the people, this matter will eventually have to be done according to the requirements of these northern barbarians. Although it seems that some rules have been put forward and have a great impact on profits, they only turn a few thousand percent of profits into 1,000 percent of profits. While these businessmen scolded their mothers in pain, they changed their methods to mock the stupidity of the people in the North.
That's how things are, and those who are behind are to be slaughtered. It's like there are no good items in the caravan, but they are prepared to exchange the iron and horses in the north. The amount of special smelted metals such as snow steel and cold iron in the north is very scarce. As for the finished weapons in the north, it does not leave the north at all.
Bran sometimes thinks that while we Northlanders seem carefree, we also have a cautious side. The horses and metal of the Northlanders are just guarded by the Northlanders. In such a vast area, how did the scattered and disordered people in the north achieve this. All Northlanders can be regarded as half blacksmiths, and they have passed on their martial arts and blacksmithing skills from generation to generation, and continue to develop them. Even if a small group of people thought about it, these things could not be kept.
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Gazi is a good person. At least the market is in order under his leadership. Although people can look at the few lines, they can find someone to top the tank at any time. They know that he is a wicked guy at any time, just in the north. The environment made him a little wronged. As far as the beating was concerned, people did not fight less, but did not kill and maimed, it shows that this guy is very reasonable. Just like that, how many beatings did you get when you were young? He is not the idiot that Bran puts on, he can despise the weak Northlanders, but he never disdains to bully and can't afford to lose that person. But those who play tricks on this kind are definitely the favorite of Northland children. Everyone beats each other, and they often fight in groups...
"Tell me, how many benefits did you take today?" Bran asked, looking at Gazi in front of him.
"No, they said it was filial piety."
"Days have been better recently, no one smokes you, right?"
"That is……"
"Everything is divided, don't you save more?"
This question made Gazi angry. At that time, his neck was thick, "Fart, how am I..."
Then Dani who was standing on the side slapped the words back...
Facing Gazi's expression, if it weren't for someone watching, Lao Tzu killed you as a kid. Bran said: "Sorry, you can find yours, or your old man, your uncle, if there is any good steel or iron, get two pieces, your axe is a bit old, I will help you get a new one ."
Then Gazi looked at him for an instant. My brothers looked like who and who, and everything else was trivial. They ran to find iron.