Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 426

But will master Bai weigh it?

Of course not. He's going to use a fight!

Man Bao, who is still immersed in excitement, hasn't noticed the problem. He is still happily greeting his brothers to move out the chair, stool and table. Later, she has to settle accounts.

Of course, with two guys.

Old Zhou tou, uncle Qian and others understood as soon as they heard it, but they didn't regret it, because man Bao said it was 150 Wen a Dou at the beginning.

They don't know that man Bao and master Bai said to weigh Jin before. If they knew, they would feel terrible.

As two old men who have to pay taxes to the imperial court every year, although they can't read and do not know how to calculate, they know the difference between fighting and weighing.

In the view of man Bao and Bai Shanbao, it is much easier to calculate the fighting volume than to calculate the weighing. May it be because the number is small?

Anyway, they sat down with the calculation chips to calculate the figures they reported. They were stunned, not to mention Qian Dalang and others, but Zhou Dalang and others.

There was an idea in my heart, "our family is full of treasure..."

Old Zhou looked up for a while and didn't understand it, but he would look at Mr. Zhuang's face. Seeing his pleased face, he knew that his daughter was right.

He looked at man Bao and then turned to look at the cashier sitting on the other side. Lao Zhou's tears almost came down.

Be an accountant. That's what her father thought.

Zhou Dalang didn't think so much, because his younger uncle wanted to do a lot of things since childhood. He didn't change it every day. Anyway, he always changed it the next day. Where did he remember so much?

However, he really wanted his son to be an accountant, so he pulled the big three forward and asked them to look at man Bao's calculation carefully. He whispered, "look more. Your sister-in-law will teach you later. You can learn a little better. When you grow up, you can be an accountant."

The old Zhou family really didn't have much wheat. Even if the rich family picked 28 bags of wheat, there wasn't much.

Besides, the wheat picked by the Qian family is still packed in a smaller sack, which is brushed when measured.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao quickly calculated the total. Man Bao said, "the total is 182880 Wen."

The cigarette pole in Lao Zhou's hand almost flew out.

Master Bai has just seen that the wheat seeds taken out by the old Zhou family are good. After a fight, they are poured into the bag. Although they enter quickly, from his perspective of buying and selling grain for many years, at least the grains are quite full.

Moreover, he carefully compared the new wheat seeds with their existing wheat seeds. He found that the new wheat seeds were slightly rounder than the old wheat seeds, which could not be seen alone. No one would find them when they were put together, but it could be seen after careful comparison.

And he saw a lot and paid close attention to it. Basically, he would not admit his mistake if he hit him in front of his eyes.

Make sure that the old Zhou family did not cheat and gave all the new wheat seeds with good quality. Master Bai smiled and nodded and asked man Bao, "how much silver should I give you?"

On the other hand, his accounting room has calculated the silver. Obviously, after her answer is confirmed, both parties can sign the bill.

Man Bao smiled at Mr. Zhuang and offered the calculation chip to him.

Old Zhou tou was stunned and quietly asked man Bao, "why don't you count yourself?"

"Dad, I haven't learned this yet."

Old Zhou nodded and told, "then study hard," he lowered his voice and said, "learn all the skills of Mr. Zhuang. In the future, you can be the boss's wife even if you can't be the cashier."

Man Bao nodded deeply, "Dad, I'll let you be the boss then!"

Old Zhou tou: "... No, no, let your husband be."

Man Bao was confused. "Who is my husband?"

Lao Zhou tou:... He's a little regretful. Why did he mention this topic?

When old Zhou tou turned around and saw Zhou Xi, he immediately shouted, "Hi, come and take your sister." By the way, the troublesome problem was solved.

Mr. Zhuang had worked it out and said with a smile, "152 Liang, there are 440 words left."

The servant brought up the silver. Old Zhou tou, uncle Qian and others were almost straight eyed. It was the first time they saw so much money after living so long.

This is just a season of wheat. How can you make so much money?

Everyone swallowed their saliva. When they came back to their senses, man Bao had sent master Bai and them out. The servants of the Bai family carried all the grain piled in the yard back to Mule carts and ox carts.

At noon, when the sun was at its maximum, master Bai didn't want to stand in the sun for a moment, so he blocked the sun with one hand, and waved goodbye to man Bao with one hand.

Occasionally a passing villager saw it, but he just stood aside curiously and asked the most familiar man Bao, "what's your family doing?"

Man Bao smiled and said, "selling wheat seeds."

"Oh," the villager asked with a wink, "did your mother promise to change?"

Man Bao smiled and didn't speak. His mother said it. Just smile when she didn't want to answer the question.

The villagers thought they knew it and went home happily. The sun was so big. First go back and eat something and drink some water. It's better to go out and chat when it's cooler in the evening.

Man Bao also said goodbye to Bai Shanbao, "I'll go home first. You and Bai Er go back and count the silver. I'll find you in the afternoon."

"OK, go."

Man Bao runs home happily.

Old Zhou tou was feeling the silver and worried. When they saw man Bao coming in, they immediately waved, "man Bao, come on, we don't know how much each family has and how to divide it."

Man Bao said, "I know!"

She found the sacks that were not her own and asked each family to claim their sacks.

Uncle Qian pulled twelve sacks and looked at man Bao eagerly.

At that time, in order to make it convenient for them to remember, old Zhou tou and his family specially put their families in one place. Only after weighing one family, Zhou sirang and his family would carry their sacks forward.

So man Bao only glanced at the number of sacks and knew which number was whose home from the first number.

The last one was Uncle Qian's. He brought seven bags. Man Bao counted the last seven numbers and added the money directly.

Man Bao said, "my third uncle's money is 9450 yuan, silver flowers, wait for me to calculate..."

She is not quite able to remove such a large number, but she can first reduce 1200 words, write one on the paper, then reduce 1200 words, and then write one

Until it can no longer reduce 1200 Wen, it will be the remaining copper and silver.

Although various, it is accurate.

Man Bao said, "it's seven Liang, and there's fifteen cents left."

Uncle Qian felt something wrong. "Nine thousand, isn't that nine hanging money? It should be nine Liang."