In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

After careful consideration, several powerful people in the county finally made up their minds and decided to start comprehensive taxation. This decision was like a heavy hammer, stirring up thousands of waves in the hearts of the people. Qinghe Village, this quiet village, was naturally not spared.

That day, the sun was shining, but a layer of dark clouds covered the sky above Qinghe Village. The head of the village, along with several tax collectors from the county, walked into this peaceful village with heavy steps. Their arrival broke the tranquility of the village and also stirred up the peaceful hearts of the villagers.

Lin Kunlun stood in his yard, looking at the tax collectors with complicated eyes. He knew that this taxation was different from the past, with a larger scale and stronger force. For safety reasons, he had already hidden part of the family's grain, using the excuse that it was hidden in the mountains. This lie was to protect his family and to leave himself a way out.

He stood in the yard, clasped his hands, and felt mixed emotions. He knew that this decision would mean that his family would face greater pressure, but he also knew that this was for the future of his family and for them to continue to survive on this land.

The surrounding villagers were also talking about it, their faces full of worry and anxiety. Lin Kunlun looked at them, and a sense of determination surged in his heart. He knew that no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, he would face them bravely, for his family and for the land he loved deeply.

As the tax collectors were preparing to collect taxes from door to door, the atmosphere in Qinghe Village became increasingly tense.

Lin Kunlun also got the news yesterday. The county's grain collection operation was not going smoothly. It seems that they are going to get serious today. I'm afraid the situation in other villages is similar.

At this time, everyone gathered under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"Listen up everyone! Today is the day you pay taxes! Bring out your own grain! Come here and count them one by one!" The village head. Seeing the villagers gathered together, he gave a loud order. From the villagers' pale and thin faces, it was clear that some of them really had no food at home. However, the task imposed by the county had to be completed.

The voice was heard by everyone through the noise of the crowd. His face was gloomy, and it was obvious that he was not relaxed about the upcoming task.

The villagers were talking about it, some were embarrassed, and some were angry. Lin Kunlun stood in the crowd with a firm gaze. He knew that at this moment, he had to stand up.

"Village head, the people in our Qinghe Village are all honest farmers. They pay taxes on time every year and have never defaulted on payments. But this year's drought is so severe, as you can see from the geography. We can't collect anything, and we really can't afford it!" The old village head's voice was loud and firm, and his words immediately resonated with the villagers.

The head of the village frowned. He knew the prestige of the old village chief in the village and the influence of his words on the villagers. But he also had his own difficulties. He had to carry out the order of the county.

"Lao Lin! You and I know each other well, and I understand your difficulties. But I have no way to comply with the county's order. Just be patient and pay the taxes first, and we will see if we can think of a solution." The village chief's tone softened, and it was obvious that he also understood the villagers' predicament.

The old village chief nodded. He knew that arguing with the head of the village would be fruitless. He turned to the villagers and said, "You can see that the court is going to collect taxes now! Everyone should give as much as they can. We can't make it difficult for the head of the village!"

The villagers began to talk about it. "Village head, you should know the situation of my family. I have been eating grass roots for more than three months! The imperial court not only has no relief food! Now, they even ask us to pay for food! Anyway, I, Ye Lao San, have only one worthless life. You can take it if you want it!" Ye Lao San, the old bachelor in the village, was the first to stand up. He was alone and didn't care about anything.

"You mean you want to resist the tax? The mine is short of people, so we'll send you over and find you a place to eat!" The tax collectors came over with their batons in hand. The leader even raised the iron chain in his hand.

After he said that, Ye Lao San was really a little scared. He had heard that the mine was a place where people were eaten without leaving any bones. If someone died in there, they were either buried alive and no one cared, or they were directly thrown into the ravine.

"Someone in our village has stored a lot of grain! Why don't you go to his house to collect it!" Ye Laosan said as he retreated!

The villagers present immediately recognized that Ye Lao San was talking about Lin Kunlun! Because everyone present knew that Lin Kunlun had at least several bags of food at home.

"Where can I get food?" The village head thought that there was nothing left to collect in this village. When he heard about food, his eyes lit up.

Just when Ye San was about to mention Lin Kunlun, the old village chief stepped forward in time to stop him.

"Ye San, what are you talking about? Did you drink some cat urine again?"

Before the old village chief finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. After being scolded by the old village chief, Ye Lao San realized that he might have said something he shouldn't have said, and he immediately regretted it. He looked at the old village chief, then at the villagers around him, and couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

The eyes of the village head and the tax collectors lit up, as if they had caught some important clues. They looked at each other and had something in mind. The village head cleared his throat and said to the old village chief: "Old Lin, we are just following orders. Since someone said there is grain here, we have to check it out. Don't you agree?"

The old village chief knew that he could not avoid this ordeal today. He took a deep breath and said to the village chief, "Village chief, we in Qinghe Village are all honest farmers and never dare to deceive. If we really have grain, we will definitely pay the tax."

"Tell me if what you just said is true. If you dare to lie to us, we will send you to the mine immediately!" One of the tax collectors raised the chain in his hand and pointed at Ye San and asked.

"Sir! Please don't embarrass him! The place he mentioned with lots of food is my home!" Lin Kunlun walked out with a smile. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that he had been prepared.

"But the food he said was not that much! It was just two bags of grains! Originally, there could be more, but some time ago, I saw that the villagers couldn't make ends meet, so I distributed some to the villagers!" Lin Kunlun said with a smile. He didn't want to focus the main purpose of these tax collectors on himself and pull all the villagers to his side.

"So your family has grain to pay taxes?" asked the director.

"We have two bags of grain! I wonder how the tax is collected? I remember the last time I calculated that each household had to pay 20 kilograms of grain!" Lin Kunlun was pushed out, and naturally he couldn't escape at this time. He had to take out some grain to temporarily calm the matter down.

"That's true!" The head of the village nodded.

"My two brothers and I have exactly 60 kilograms of grain together, right?" According to Dakun law, men have to separate their families when they turn 20 and get married. Parents must be counted in the same household with one of their sons. In other words, the three brothers have exactly three households.

"That's right, a total of 60 kilograms of grain!" The head nodded. Today finally had a good start. In order to collect grain during this period, everyone had thought of many ways. To be honest, if no one could hand in the grain, it would not be realistic to send all of it to the mine. It would be fine to send it to a homeless person like Ye San. But if there were too many people, I'm afraid there would be trouble.

"Kunlun! Can you help me pay for the grain? I will definitely pay you back next year!" Lin Kunlun's neighbor, Old Man Liu, shouted hurriedly. He only has one son, and he doesn't want to send his son to the mine. Seeing that Ye Lao San has been suppressed, I'm afraid he's going to get serious this time.

Lin Kunlun nodded. Old Liu had always taken good care of their family. At that time, he was only busy gambling. If it weren't for Old Liu seeing the pity of the children, he would have taken out food from time to time and said, "Uncle Liu! I know your situation! I will pay for your family's food later! It's also a thank you for taking care of our children!"

After Lin Kunlun finished speaking, he saw the villagers looking at him with hesitation. He knew what they were thinking. But he couldn't just take out the food for nothing. And if he took out so much food at once, it would only arouse suspicion.

"Everyone knows that I don't have much food left. 80 kilograms is already the limit! So I can't help others!" Lin Kunlun shook his head and said to the head of the village!

The head of the village also nodded. Since Lin Kunlun was willing to take the lead in handing in grain, he certainly couldn't make things difficult for Lin Kunlun. In this world, someone who could get so much grain must be extraordinary.