Chapter 425

  But, will Master Bai call it?

  Of course it won’t, he has to use it!

  Man Bao, who is still immersed in excitement, hasn't noticed the problem, and happily greets her brothers to move out the chairs, stools and tables. She will have to settle the accounts later.

  Of course, with two friends.

  Lao Zhoutou, Uncle Qian and others understood it immediately, but they didn’t feel much regret, because at the beginning, Man Bao said it was one hundred and fifty wen.

  They didn’t know that Man Bao and Master Bai were talking about weighing catties before. If they knew, they would be uncomfortable.

  As two old men who have to pay taxes to the court every year, although they are illiterate and not good at arithmetic, they know the difference between weighing and weighing.

  In the eyes of Manbao and Bai Shanbao, it is much easier to calculate the amount of buckets than to weigh. Maybe it is because the numbers are small?

  No matter what, the two of them sat with a counter to calculate the numbers they reported. Not to mention Qian Dalang and others, but Zhou Dalang and others were all taken aback.

  There was a thought in her heart, "Our family is full of treasures..."

  Lao Zhou headed up and looked at it for a while, but he didn’t understand, but he would look at Mr. Zhuang’s face, and when he saw his gratified expression, he knew that his daughter was right.

  He looked at Man Bao, then turned to look at Mr. Accountant who was sitting on the other side, Lao Zhou’s tears almost came off.

  Being a bookkeeper, that's what her father thought back then.

  Zhou Dalang didn’t think so much, because his younger uncle wanted to do a lot since he was a child, not to mention changing every day, anyway, the next day, where does he remember so much?

But he really wanted his son to be the accountant, so he pulled the big head and three heads forward to let them take a closer look at Man Bao’s calculations, and whispered: "Look more, look back, your sister taught you, you guys. Learn a little better, and then become Mr. Clerk when you grow up."

  There is not much wheat in the old Zhou family, even if the 28 bags of wheat picked by the rich family, there is not much.

  What's more, the wheat picked by the Qian's family is still packed in one-size sack, which is even more measurable.

  Man Bao and Bai Shanbao quickly calculated the total, Man Bao said: "The total is 182,000 880 cents."

  The cigarette stick in Lao Zhoutou's hand almost flew out.

Master Bai has just seen that the wheat seeds that the old Zhou family took out were all good. One bucket went down, and another bucket was poured into the bag. Although it went in quickly, from the perspective of his years of buying and selling grain, at least the grains were quite full. .

Moreover, he carefully compared the new wheat varieties with their current wheat varieties. He found that the new wheat varieties are slightly rounder than the old ones. Can be seen.

   And he has watched a lot, and paid close attention to it. Basically, he will not admit mistakes after hitting him.

  Confirmed that the old Zhou’s family did not falsify, and that all they gave were new wheat varieties of good quality, Master Bai smiled and nodded, and asked Man Bao: “Then how much silver should I give you?”

   And his account has already calculated the money. Obviously, he is waiting for her answer. After the two parties confirm that they are correct, they can sign and settle the bill.

  Man Bao smiled at Mr. Zhuang to please, and then offered the calculation plan.

  Lao Zhou looked at it for a while, and asked Man Bao quietly, "Why don't you count yourself?"

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

  Lao Zhou nodded and exhorted: "Then you study hard," he lowered his voice and said: "Learn all the skills of Mr. Zhuang, and you can be the boss's wife even if you can't be the cashier in the future."

  Man Bao nodded in agreement, "Father, I will let you be the boss then!"

  Old Zhoutou: "...No, no need, let you be fair."

  Man Bao was confused, "Who is my mate?"

  Lao Zhoutou:...He regrets a bit, why did he bring up this topic?

  Old Zhou turned his head and saw Zhou Xi, he immediately shouted: "Hey, come and take your sister." By the way, the troublesome problem was solved.

  Mr. Zhuang has already figured it out and said with a smile: "One hundred fifty-two taels, and the remaining four hundred and forty essays."

  The next person took the money up, and the eyes of Lao Zhou, Uncle Qian and others were almost straight. They had lived for so long, and it was the first time they saw so much money.

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

  Everyone swallowed. When they came back to their senses, Man Bao had already sent Mr. Bai and the others out. The servants of the Bai family moved all the grain piled in the yard to the mule cart and the ox cart.

  It was noon, when the sun was at its highest, Master Bai didn't want to stand under the sun for a moment, so he blocked the sun with one hand, and waved with Man Bao with one hand to say goodbye.

  Occasionally, villagers passing by saw them, but they just stood aside curiously, and then asked the most familiar Man Bao, “What are you doing here?”

  Man Bao smiled and said, "It's selling wheat seeds."

   "Oh," the villager asked with winking eyebrows, "Your mother agreed to change?"

  Man Bao smiled and didn't speak, mother said, just smile when you don't want to answer questions.

  The villagers thought they understood, and went home happily. The sun is so big, first go back to eat something and drink some water, let’s cool down a little bit in the evening before going out and chatting.

  Man Bao also bid farewell to Bai Shanbao, "I'll go home first, you and Bai Er will go back and count the silver, and I will look for you in the afternoon."

   "Okay, go ahead."

  Man Bao ran home happily.

  Lao Zhoutou, they were feeling their money and worrying, they immediately waved when they saw Man Bao coming in, "Man Bao is coming, we don’t know how many families are and how to divide them."

  Man Baodao: "I know!"

  She found out those sacks that were not hers and asked each family to claim their own sacks.

  Uncle Qian pulled over twelve sacks and looked at Man Bao eagerly.

  At that time, for the convenience of remembering, Lao Zhoutou and the others deliberately put the family's sack in one place. Only after the family was weighed, Chu Lang and the others would carry the sack of the next family forward.

  So Manbao only glanced at the number of sacks, and counted the numbers from the back to know which number belongs to.

  The one who fell last was from Qian's Sanjiu's family. He brought a total of seven bags. Man Bao counted the last seven numbers, so just count the money at the back and add one by one.

  Man Baodao: "The third uncle's is nine thousand four hundred and fifty essays, the flowers of silver, wait for me to count..."

  She is not very good at removing such large numbers, but she can first subtract one thousand two hundred characters, write one on paper, then subtract one thousand two hundred characters, and write another one...

   Until it can no longer be minus 1,200 liters, it is the remaining copper plate and the replaced silver.

   Although there are many, it is accurate.

  Man Baodao: "It's seven taels, and the remaining one thousand and fifty essays."

  Qian Sanjiu felt something was wrong, "Nine thousand, isn’t that nine bucks? It should be nine or two."

  (End of this chapter)