Chapter 127: Bizarre Taxes and Watching the Show

To speak frankly, as an ignorant Eastern person, I've really never heard of this — after suffering a major disaster, the higher-ups still have to consider whether to add a rain tax? Shouldn't all kinds of economic burdens on the local area be reduced after a major disaster? Moreover, listening to that believer, the rain tax is only one of the considerations; even a bachelor tax, a sunlight tax, and a window tax have already been put on the proposal list.

But many people, although they received loans of over 700 dollars issued by the state government when they suffered huge losses in the hurricane disaster not long ago, this thing doesn't last long either!

What can over 700 dollars do? Therefore, the local disaster victims discussed among themselves and believed this was a proposal deliberately made by capitalists wanting to seize the houses and land they now barely have.

Only need these proposals to pass the state legislature, and the big brothers above can harvest the houses and land under their names.

After all, many people haven't recovered yet, and some haven't even found jobs.

Where would there be jobs after a major disaster?

That is to say, if they can't pay the taxes or repay the loans, some still have mortgages, their houses or land will be auctioned off.

Especially those with large tracts of land, unable to restore production, the annual land tax costs a lot of money, and they can't afford it either.

The final result will definitely also be seizure and auction!

Now many people, under the condition of having no income, have already planned to sell their houses and land, leave their homeland, and go elsewhere to develop.

What this believer asked was whether there's a good work environment on the Los Angeles side, and the cost of living issue.

After all, they now already count as destitute.

Even if they sell their houses and land.

Because it's after a disaster, and it's forced by circumstances, and there are large batches of people selling their own houses and land, this causes capitalists who were long prepared to desperately suppress prices.

Not selling won't work either; if they don't sell, prices start dropping!

So actually the believer who called to inquire doesn't have much money on hand; first find a trustworthy person, ask about the situation, and only set off when it's secure.

Otherwise, rashly running over and not finding a job, spending all the money, once they start wandering they've already fallen into hell.

On this America side, once you start wandering, there's a 99.9999% possibility you can never turn things around again.

So, actually this call the believer made is casting a wide net.

He must have made many calls, asking everywhere among relatives and friends if there are job introductions and such.

Chen Yaozu glanced at the construction site outside, which was originally prepared for the believers, and so after pondering for a moment he spoke: "I have a construction site here, preparing to build a factory building.

After the factory building is built, it can provide 200 job positions.

This was when I originally went to your place for disaster relief, I speculated your prospects weren't good, so I made this preparation! As long as they're my believers, I'll try my best to give you a job opportunity, but so far, with my ability I can only guarantee 200 positions.

More than that, there might be no way!

You organize it; as long as believers are willing to come over, I can provide two hundred positions at 3500 pre-tax."

The believer thanked profusely and hung up the phone, went to find people.

Chen Yaozu, having hung up the phone, opened his computer and went online, starting to query what outrageous tax types there are on this America side; he wanted to see the oddities.

Unexpectedly, after one search, finishing reading he discovered this world is thoroughly crazy.

Can you imagine?

Selling belt buckles requires paying tax separately?

However, this is just Texas's bizarre regulation, not all states.

There, separately sold belt buckles are regarded as accessories and must pay accessory sales tax, while sold together with belts there's no need to pay this tax.

This one can still be reasoned with, but following that there are many tax types that made his jaw drop.

Maine wild blueberry tax: Maine levies a tax of 1.5 cents per pound on wild blueberries processed in-state or shipped out of state. New York sliced bagel tax: In New York State, unsliced bagels are tax-exempt groceries, but sliced bagels must pay 8% sales tax. Fine, I won't buy belt buckles, I won't sell belt buckles, I won't buy blueberries, I won't sell blueberries either.

I just won't eat bagels, okay? Then do you look at scenery?

Want to see scenery, pay tax! What? You don't want to see scenery, not seeing scenery you still have to pay tax! Yes, what's spoken of here is the California scenery tax! California coastal town Orinami stipulates that residents living on the seafront, with residences facing the coast able to gaze at the beach and seawater, must pay 66 to 184 dollars of scenery tax per household per year.

This one wasn't found out, whether it's paid monthly or yearly.

Speaking of it, this is also within a reasonable range, after all they provided a service!

But, mending clothes also requires paying tax?

Your clothes are torn, I'll mend and patch them and wear them again, okay?

That won't work either; then you have to pay tax!

This is the Minnesota clothing repair tax!

In Minnesota, shoe repair is tax-exempt, but clothing repair must pay sales tax.

So if you don't want to pay tax, buy new clothes, don't think about mending and patching for another three years! If the above tax types, if you have the mind to avoid them you can still avoid them.

Then let's talk about a tax type that can't be avoided.

Everyone must pay, unless you don't go to the toilet!

This bizarre tax type is the Maryland flush toilet tax.

Supposedly it's Maryland to protect Chesapeake Bay water quality, each person per month must pay 5 dollars of flush toilet tax.

If a household of 10 people, each month that's 50 dollars, each year that's 600 dollars.

Hiss... flushing the toilet is this expensive? Chen Yaozu clicked his tongue!

Much more expensive than us Easterners 20 years ago using public toilets, 50 cents each! Thought that was the end? Chen Yaozu scrolled the mouse down, could still see a long string, what kind of taxes don't exist! Even animal breeding has to be taxed! Kentucky breeding fee tax: Kentucky levies 6% tax on thoroughbred horse breeding fees, even artificial insemination must pay, can't not pay! Supposedly there are also many states that require paying bachelor tax! But it's different from Eastern ancient times; Eastern ancient times was women, reaching marriage age and not marrying had to pay tax.

On this America side many states, it's men reaching the age they should marry, not marrying must pay tax every year, and this tax isn't small either.

Heard it's to protect women! Lest they have no family protection and life is hard.

But this also causes men in these states usually if unwilling to bear the bachelor tax, they'll leave this state and go live in other states.

Moreover, he also found out a tax type that only appeared in recent years, many states have it. Called something diversity something choice tax? Could it be a tax supporting LGBT?

To speak frankly, Chen Yaozu feels he's really had his eyes opened!

And greatly shocked!

America's people really have strong endurance! These messy taxes put in the East, who knows how they'd be cursed!

So many exorbitant taxes, afraid they'd have to bury stone men in the Yellow River!

Hiss...

Bury stone men in the Yellow River? North America has no Yellow River, but without a Yellow River, there can be the Mississippi River! Don't say a stone man has one eye, provoking the Mississippi River to turn the world against? Hiss...

Chen Yaozu shivered; this train of thought had gone too far, too far! Looking at the sky, he turned off the computer, walked out of the Ming Dynasty Pacification Commissioner Office, got in the car, and left.

After all, he was still living in his own teacher's dormitory and hadn't resigned yet! After the car left, the empty Ming Dynasty Pacification Commissioner Office, its open wooden big door slowly closed, then with a click, the bolt slid and locked it.

The sky gradually darkened; there was no moon tonight, and it was quite cool at night, with few people on the road.

But suddenly a motorcade arrived.

A pickup truck led, followed by a truck with a simple crane and an ordinary truck, heading straight for this unfinished construction site.

In the lead pickup were two old Mexicans.

Obviously, they weren't dishwashers; looking at their wild expressions, they should be street thugs.

"Ris, are you sure no one is guarding?"

"Don't worry, Moff.

I came to scout twice a few nights ago; no one guards this construction site at night! And, according to my observation, this construction site didn't start work today.

So there won't be anyone at the construction site!

I guarantee you, this is a huge industrial base with quite a lot of building materials.

Rebar and cement in piles.

Also, a large batch of machines imported from the East arrived early and are now stored in a warehouse simply thrown together.

These are all money! And I looked up the brands and prices of these machines online.

These Eastern feed machines capable of building several production lines could be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars!"

Hearing this, Moff's eyes flashed with a hint of greed, and a bit of inexplicable unease that had arisen in his heart was suppressed by greed.

Getting closer and closer, the construction site was pitch black.

He picked up a short, lightweight submachine gun from under the seat, checked the magazine, and chambered a round.

Ris drove while pointing at an Eastern building not far from the construction site that looked quite large from the darkness.

"The owner of this industrial base is a rich Easterner; he built a manor here, just finished, heard it cost a lot of money!

Just now when he left, I watched with a drone.

No one has moved in yet, and there's nothing valuable there, not comparable to the warehouse at the construction site.

Once they move in, there should be quite a few valuable things inside!"

Moff looked over; that Eastern building had not a single light, pitch black and unclear.

He inexplicably felt his heart suddenly get creepy, turned his head elsewhere, and felt much better.

The construction site indeed had no guards; they let the two trucks stop at the intersection, their pickup turned off its headlights and went in for a circle, confirming no one was there.

Even Moff, who had just felt creepy, had Ris park the pickup by the wall of that Eastern building, stepped on the pickup to climb over the wall and look inside; indeed, no one was there.

Only then did he feel relieved and call the two trucks to drive to the simple warehouse at the construction site storing hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of machinery.

Six people got off the two trucks behind, all old Mexicans, all with guns.

The oldest one looked very alert; first carefully confirming the surroundings again, then standing at the outermost edge waiting for his companions to cut open the warehouse door.

When the warehouse door opened, he saw the machines inside were indeed the same as those his companions had photographed during scouting and compared prices for online, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But this experienced old Mexican had some doubts in his heart; why did the owner of the factory building under construction, that Easterner, place machines worth tens of millions to nearly a hundred million dollars here without guards?

Is that reasonable?

Are Easterners stupid with too much money?

But regardless of whether it was reasonable, the crane entered, the trucks entered, quickly hoisting the machines they valued and that were very valuable onto the trucks.

Their work speed was very fast; they should be very experienced, professionals in this line.

The whole process took less than 20 minutes; the machines they had set their sights on were all loaded onto the vehicles.

Then the vehicles started, several cars drove out together, but as they drove, they felt something was wrong.

They had driven for over ten minutes but still hadn't left the construction site.

And Chen Yaozu now was watching a show!

However, not the show at the construction site, but an Eastern woman teasing a group of men at a bar.

A woman with a face full of novelty watched the dancers on stage removing clothes piece by piece, and the frenzied men below, about to blow a breath to drive them mad.

But in a glance, her gaze collided with Chen Yaozu's line of sight...

(Chapter End)