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Chapter 4 4. My Heart of Poseidon (Please collect it!)

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    As the fishing boat moved forward, the appearance of the island became clearer and clearer, but Qin Shiou's enthusiastic heart became colder and colder.

    Originally, he thought that this fishing ground would be a paradise, but what appeared in front of him was a desert island of reasonable size.

    From the boat, there are some bungalows and buildings on the island, but the number is sparse. Auerbach said it was Farewell Town. Qin Shiou thought that this town might only have the population of the two villages in his hometown, and the number was estimated to be less than 2,000.

    Because of the early spring, this small island not far from the Arctic Circle is still in the winter climate. There is unmelted snow everywhere on the island. In addition, there is a small snow mountain that occupies half of the island, and it is covered with snow.  .

    There are six or seven small piers around the island. Without exception, these piers are messy and dirty. A large number of broken fishing nets are entangled on the rocks on the shore. There are also small fishing boats with rough workmanship docked randomly on the coast.

    But Auerbach was right about one thing. The air here is very fresh, and after getting used to the faint smell of sea water, it does have a sweet smell.

    "Damn, it's original." Qin Shiou said with a bitter smile.

    His fishing ground is at the southernmost tip of the island. A circle of maple trees of different lengths surrounds a manor. It covers an area of ????more than ten square kilometers, which is more than 100,000 acres. If it were in China, it would be huge.  It¡¯s valuable, but unfortunately this is Canada, where land prices are estimated to be the cheapest in the world.

    When they arrived at the fishery, Qin Shiou couldn't move in because the house inside hadn't been tidied up for a long time.

    Auerbach sent him to rest in an ancient hotel in a small town, saying that he would take him to file taxes and go through the formalities in the afternoon.

    Qin Shiou was exhausted. When he arrived at the hotel, he fell asleep on the bed.

    In the dream, when Qin Shiou was dreaming about riding a luxury cruise ship and embracing beauties from all over the world, someone shook him awake. When he opened his eyes, he saw the majestic old face of Auerbach.

    "I'm going to sleep for a while, I'm so sleepy." Qin Shiou hugged the pillow and refused to let go.

    Auerbach smiled, took out his Nokia large-screen phone and showed him a photo. The photo showed a beautiful woman with gentle eyes and a smile. She was the flight attendant who comforted Qin Shiou on the previous plane.

    "Are you filming secretly?" Qin Shiou shouted.

    Auerbach shook his head and said: "When you get to my age, you will know, young man, women are like bones! However, I believe this photo can cure your bedridden."

    Indeed, Qin Shiou woke up when he saw the gentle and beautiful female stewardess.

    Auerbach explained: "You need to get jet lag now, so you can't sleep during the day. No matter how sleepy you are, you can endure it. When you get a good sleep at night, I swear to God, you will adapt to Canadian time in the future."

    Qin Shiou scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Mr. Auerbach, I don't think this is necessary. Haha, I, haha, I plan to sell this fishery and bring cash back to China."

    "It's a pity, young man." Auerbach did not despise him after hearing his words, but laughed, "It seems that you did not study your grandfather's will carefully. His will stated one thing: the fishery must not be sold.  , if you insist on selling it, the St. John¡¯s government will forcibly nationalize it!¡±

    Qin Shiou was confused all of a sudden, Second Grandpa, are you kidding me?  Do you really plan to let your unpromising eldest grandson inherit your mantle?  Then you have to see if your eldest grandson has such abilities and talents!

    Auerbach encouraged: "Come on, young man, your grandfather and I are close friends. He told me that he is optimistic that you will definitely turn this fishery into a world-famous super fishery in the future. You can make Newfoundland's fishery change again."  Glory.¡±

    Qin Shiou looked sad, with ten thousand grass and mud horses roaring past in his heart: He thought I was useless!

    "Let's go, let's go to the town's tax bureau first to confirm the taxes you have to pay." Auerbach finally gave Qin Shiou a hard blow, letting him know that pie will not fall from the sky, only discus!

    "Do I still have to pay taxes? I asked you when I was in China, and you said there is no inheritance tax in Canada!" Qin Shiou shouted.

    Auerbach laughed: "Yes, there is no inheritance tax in Canada, but there is a probate tax."

    Will taxation means that once the person who made a will dies, his will will have legal effect to deal with his estate.  Although the executor legally has the right to handle the estate according to the will, when assets such as investments and real estate are transferred, the will usually needs to be verified by the court, an authoritative body, and this verification charges a fee.

    Auerbach told Qin Shi??, the tax rate standard in Newfoundland is that the estate must be taxed for more than 25,000 yuan, 14,000 yuan for every 1 million yuan, 28,000 yuan for 2 million yuan, and so on. In other words, Qin Shiou has to pay a will tax of 520,000 yuan.  Yuan, converted into RMB, 3 million!

    Qin Shiou got angry and shouted: "You lied to me!"

    Auerbach said solemnly: "You can give up this fishery, and you will receive a 12.8% subsidy from the government. In other words, you can actually get a lot of money."

    "But," he changed the topic and stared at Qin Shiou and said, "do you know how the Daqin Fishing Ground was established? It was your grandfather, a yellow-skinned foreigner, who used his wisdom under the glare and oppression of countless people.  With tenacity, hard work and vision, you have worked hard to earn it! My son, your grandfather is the most upright man I have ever seen! Do you understand what I mean? Don¡¯t discredit such a man!"

    Qin Shiou said: "Do you think I want to embarrass his old man? But I have less than 20,000 yuan in my whole body, and my family only has 200,000 yuan in property at most. How can I pay 3 million in taxes?"

    Auerbach sat next to him and said: "This tax is actually nine years late. It doesn't matter if it is nine years late. Do you understand what I mean? You have enough time to make money from the fishery!"

    Qin Shiou is not a coward. Since there is still a glimmer of hope, why not give it a try?

    The town¡¯s tax bureau only works from 1 to 3 to 5. Auerbach asked about it and said that because the town was not well run, the government could no longer pay wages, so it could only reduce the working hours of civil servants to reduce their wages.

    Qin Shiou didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry. The leaders in Canada seemed to be having a hard time, which made him even more worried about the future of his fishery.

    Auerbach drove his classic Ford car around the town to familiarize Qin Shiou with the environment, also to relax.

    After twists and turns, the car drove to a lake. The ice surface of this lake melted not long ago. The water in the lake is extremely clear, and some floating ice cubes are like mirrors.

    The scenery of the lake is beautiful, the water grass is green, the ice is white, sometimes there are water birds flying around with flapping wings, and there are even fish jumping out of the water, beautiful and rich.

    Auerbach said: "People only know that there are many lakes in Ontario, but in fact there are also many in Newfoundland. This small lake is called Sunken Treasure Lake. It is said that someone once sank many treasures in it"

    "I really want to jump down and fish for it." Qin Shiou said depressedly.

    At this time, a fishing boat slowly rowed over, and a short, middle-aged fisherman waved to Auerbach: "Hi, Mr. Schickman, are you and your friends coming to Shenbao Lake to shoot fish? Come on, let's  Together."

    Since it was time to relax anyway, Auerbach took Qin Shiou aboard the fishing boat and introduced: "Fish shooting is an activity that has only emerged in North America in recent years. Come on Oh, damn!"

    Before he finished speaking, the fishing boat startled a large carp that was about one meter long under the water. The carp would jump when frightened. It jumped up and caught the three people on the boat off guard. The fisherman and Auerbach subconsciously avoided it, while Qin Shiou was stupid.  Standing at the stern of the boat in a daze, the fish tail like a cattail leaf fan swept across my face, and was swept directly into the lake.

    "Hurry up and save people!" Auerbach shouted anxiously.

    The carp¡¯s tail was very rough, and its tail spines were as sharp as a knife, which cut Qin Shiou¡¯s chin open.

    Qin Shiou felt as if he had been hit by a car. He did a fancy turn and fell into the water. No one noticed. At this moment, the blood flowing out of his chin happened to drip on the bullet thrown out from his chest.  On the Heart of Poseidon!

    At the same time as he fell into the water, Qin Shiou felt that his eyes were blue, as if he was not entering a green and clear lake, but a sea. The lake water poured into his nose, and he could even smell the salty smell of the sea water.

    Then he saw the Poseidon's Heart floating in the water, and the blue light in his eyes came from the Poseidon's Heart!

    The blue light flashed away, and right in front of Qin Shiou, the Poseidon's Heart turned into a thick blue light and penetrated into his body!

    Qin Shiou was pulled onto the fishing boat, looking a little dazed, because at this time a trance-like scene appeared in front of his eyes:

    The water was rippling and the seaweed was swaying. Several palm-length catfish happily emerged from the mud at the bottom of the lake. Then they opened their mouths and happily searched for food and broken algae in the muddy water. In addition, when he looked up, he saw a spindle-shaped thing.  Floating overhead - isn't this the fishing boat he's on now?

    But, what's going on?  How could he see the scene at the bottom of the lake and even feel the mood of the catfish?  !

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