Chapter 778

  Before the barbeque at Tankou was probably the only place that was still active at night, except for a few lanterns, the streets were basically silent.

   Xu Guangling and the two also returned to the Sanjiang Inn.

   Accompanied by the shopkeeper, the two entered the shop, and the shopkeeper said to an eight or nine-year-old radish next to the shop, "San'er, I haven't seen the two adults before!"

   After a few simple greetings, the owner left, leaving the three children alone.

  The ten-person room was full of people at this time. Some were sleeping with their heads covered, while others were packing their luggage silently. They didn't seem to know each other and didn't talk to each other.

   "Master, are you all cultivators?" The three children asked.

  Xu Tonghui's eyes widened and he wanted to reprimand, but Xu Guangling took the first step and said with a smile, "That's right."

   "Master, do you think I can be a monk too?" That San'er's eyes flashed, it was a very pure, child's yearning for the magical world.

   "Hehe, monks are not that easy to do. Being a monk is very hard."

   "Master, I am not afraid of hardship, I am the most able to endure hardship."

   "Ha, this pain is different, and most people can't eat it." Xu Guangling said, stretched out his finger and drew casually on the ground, three or two drawings, and a figure came out.

  Xu Tonghui fixed his eyes and found that it was... the shape of a flower?

   Then he somehow felt that the shape was a little familiar, and after a condensed expression, he finally recognized it, this is exactly the flower! That flower blooming at the door of the felt tent!

   Young Master's fingers did not leave the ground after he put it down, turning, turning, turning, and then he turned out this flower.

   "Look, this figure, close your eyes, can you draw it in your mind?" Xu Guangling retracted his hand and said to the three children.

  Xu Tonghui closed his eyes and thought in his mind.

Can!

   But it doesn't seem easy!

And when he opened his eyes, he saw that the child named San'er was closing his eyes, and then his face... um, twitching, very painful, he must have tried more than once, and then he finally gave up and opened his eyes Come.

  His face was a kind of deep disappointment, "Master, I can't do it..."

   "It's nothing, it's normal if you can't do it, at least nine out of ten can't do it, so it's hard to be a monk, it's not something you can do if you want to." Xu Guangling said softly.

  San'er nodded sharply.

   While they were talking, or more to say, since Xu Guangling and the two were escorted in by the shopkeeper personally, those who hadn't slept in the Datong shop looked at them secretly.

   (to observe in secret)

   didn't dare to bother, but seemed quite curious about their performance.

   Before that, when Xu Guangling drew the figure and said those words, there were several eyes from left and right, and some people stretched their necks.

   At this moment, a big man in his forties suddenly whispered on his floor: "It's not difficult, it's very simple!"

  San'er turned his gaze.

   Xu Tonghui's eyes turned.

   And in this Datong shop, the eyes of several people turned.

   The meaning in each person's eyes is different, but they didn't speak for a while, as if they were playing a pantomime.

   Then, the big man couldn't help himself. He came to Xu Guangling's side of the table, squatted and knelt on the side with his legs bent. He closed his eyes and drew an identical figure on the ground without saying a word.

After    opened his eyes, he asked in a voice that tried to calm but could not help but tremble: "Master, do you think I can practice?"

   "Uncle, how can you practice when you are so old!" San'er yelled at the side, "Only children can practice!"

   Then he stabbed his neck and said confidently: "That's what the story says!"

   "Is the opportunity to practice difficult?" Xu Guangling turned his head and asked Xu Tonghui.

   "Master, most people don't have the opportunity." Xu Tonghui said, "Even the children of the aristocratic family, not everyone has the opportunity to practice, only the eighth-rank aristocratic family can cultivate more people."

   Xu Guangling nodded slightly.

In the    Chase shop, except for the one who was asleep, everyone else's ears perked up.

   Even a man lying on the bunk feigning sleep shifted his body quietly.

After answering Xu Guangling's words, Xu Tonghui stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the squatting man with a good temper, "Man, you are quite good, but what this kid said just now is right, you have passed the age of cultivation, and now even if you have It's too late for someone to teach you, much too late."

   The big man's head dropped, and the restless look in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

   But he still seemed to retain the last bit of hope, still stubbornly looking at Xu Guangling, as if waiting for his answer.

   "Go back, go back to your bunk!" Xu Tonghui said.

   The big man turned down, bowed to Xu Tonghui, and then turned to Xu Guangling, bowing down and not getting up.

   It seems that the words of this young man are the final verdict for him.

   And the ruling came soon, "Brother, you are indeed very old."

   In a word, the gloomy look in the big man's eyes completely disappeared.

   "Brother, what do you do?" Xu Guangling asked.

   Hearing this question, the big man suddenly raised his head again, "Master back, I'm just looking for something to do on the pier over there!"

   "Working at the dock, can I stay in an inn? Can I afford an inn?" Xu Tonghui asked.

   He saw that the young master seemed to be a little interested in this big man. Although he didn't know where the interest came from, he still started to question him normally.

   "If you go back to the lord, although I also do the coolies, I can settle accounts, I am a settler!" The big man said, his expression was still lost, but there was a hidden pride in his words.

   "You know how to read? Can you do math?" Xu Guangling asked.

   "Master, I haven't read or learned to count, but I know how!"

   collapsed probably because he was illiterate and did not learn to count.

  zhen is probably in this case, can you still settle accounts?

   "Oh? Then I'll test you."

   "A hunter went up the mountain to hunt and hunted some pheasants and hares. He counted thirty-five and ninety-four. How many pheasants and hares did he hunt in total?"

   This is a question in the original "Sun Tzu Suanjing", Xu Guangling did not even change the number.

  x＋y＝35

  4x+2y=94

   For elementary school students in previous lives, this is a very simple question.

   But if you haven’t learned arithmetic at all, you can only rely on stupid methods to count hard. - The numbers are not big, but they can still be counted.

   The arrangement of numbers in Sun Tzu's Suanjing can actually be said to have profound meanings. It is not too small, so that people can see it at a glance, and it is not too big, so that people who can't figure it out are not at all.

   Judging from the ability of Dahan to remember and restore before, this is not difficult for him at all.

   After hearing this question, Xu Tonghui and the big man closed their eyes at the same time.

   And that San'er also closed his eyes and whispered in his mouth.

   Not only these three people, but there seemed to be a silent commotion in the entire Chase shop.

   After about three breaths, San'er was still muttering, and Xu Tonghui and the big man opened their eyes almost at the same time.

   "Master, I figured it out, there are twenty-three pheasants and twelve hares," the big man said.

   (end of this chapter)