Drag a note into the ledger, or click a note and then click an empty box.
Her two ounces, not a pound. Fill the lines in any order; a line locks only when all three boxes are right.
Of her 5d, more than 3¼d went to the Crown before the tea left the docks. The tea itself, grown, picked, fired, carried to the coast and shipped round the Cape, was worth about 1¼d by the time it lay in a London warehouse.
The duty was the same on every pound, fine or coarse. On the dearer teas it came to less than Staunton's 200 per cent. On the cheapest, the tea she buys, it came to 269 per cent. The poorer the cup, the heavier the tax.
At home she pours boiling water over the leaves a second time. There is nothing left in them for a third.
Five of her twenty farthings went to China. Nobody in these papers says who picked the leaves, or what they were paid.
Scene 4, Canton and the Wuyi hills, is still being written.
Back to Homo Ludens