Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "Look carefully and see if you can understand in the end."

Master Bai smiled.

Using a bucket, not only can you check the status of each seed, but you can also drop the bucket without shaking it, and it can be pointed at 12 jin or 12 and a half jin. For experienced people, For example, the yamen in charge of tax collection in the county yali can get 13 pounds in one fight.

Master Bai decided to use all the fighting when he went to Lao Zhou's house for a while.

However, for the old Zhou family, they can be completely in business, and there is no need to be so strict with the three children, so half and half, just let them learn a lesson.

Master Bai consciously pulled back a game and became refreshed.

The wheat that was brought out was put on the ground, and the long-term worker stepped forward to untie the bag. Master Bai's housekeeper was already prepared, he took a bucket and stepped forward, followed by a servant with a bag.

The two cooperated, and the butler went down without a pause, and poured it directly into the empty bag. He and Bai Zhuangtou reported a "one" together, and then continued.

After one bucket, read a number, wait for one bag to be filled, and if the remaining one bucket is not enough, keep it and count it with the next bag, and then aside, Master Bai's accountant and Bai Erlang wrote a number in their respective account books.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao, who were sitting on the side, dialed the abacus together.

Bai Erlang is also learning abacus recently, but Mr. Zhuang is not strict with him. He likes to learn if he likes it, and if he doesn't like to learn, forget it.

Because in Mr. Zhuang's opinion, his arithmetic has not yet reached the time when he can learn abacus, but because he bought the abacus, Mr. Zhuang has been paying more attention to his arithmetic recently.

Bai Erlang didn't know that he was tricked by his senior sister and senior brother. He also felt that his husband was very tolerant to him recently. He smiled at him every time he learned abacus, and never embarrassed him.

So recently he is still a little enthusiastic about things like bookkeeping.

They went to measure the second bag, and Man Bao was a little bored. After looking around, he simply calculated the price of the fourteen buckets that were measured.

In order to save space, the sacks they used to store the wheat were the largest sacks, each about one stone and about 160 to 70 catties.

In contrast, the sacks that farmers generally use are much smaller, and Manbao often helps his family count when paying taxes, knowing that a sack of wheat is about a hundred kilograms.

One bucket is one hundred and fifty cents, fourteen buckets is...

Man Bao stumblingly turned the abacus and looked at the calculated numbers.

She blinked, a little suspicious, "Is it that much?"

Bai Shanbao leaned over to take a look, and simply did the math again. The two of them were surprised to find that the numbers they calculated were the same.

So that means, are they right?

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but groan.

Bai Erlang immediately lost his mind, leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Man Bao immediately asked him to record the amount of money in the back, "Just write down 2,100 yuan, and we can just add it directly with the abacus, so that we don't need to multiply it again."

"That's right, it's faster this way." Bai Shanbao gave a demonstration on Bai Erlang's notebook with a pen, and wrote "two thousand one hundred coins" after the first bag totaling fourteen buckets.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Zhuang looked at each other, and Mr. Bai immediately looked at the servant behind him, and ordered, "Go get another bucket. It's too slow for one person to measure, so the two must be together."

There was an extra group of people, and the three children were in a bit of a hurry. I just measured a bag here, and Bai Zhuangtou reported the number. Bai Erlang has not finished writing, and the next group has also finished measuring.

The long-term worker in charge of supervision on their side also reported the numbers, and then proceeded to the next bag.

Bai Erlang couldn't help shaking his hands a little, and he said something in his mouth. When he finished writing the numbers of Baizhuang's head newspaper, he immediately went to write the long-term workers, for fear that he would forget after writing.

Then Bai Shanbao and Manbao on the side used the abacus to calculate the amount of money. Sometimes they agreed, so Bai Erlang wrote it down. If they were different, they calculated it again.

So you have to count both sets of numbers at least once each time.

They had just learned abacus for a few days. Although Jiujiu Ge was already familiar with it, they stuttered when they started to use the abacus, and the speed was slow.

Every time Bai Erlang has not finished their numbers, the person who measures the battle next to them reports the numbers again.

Bai Erlang was so busy that they couldn't wipe their foreheads with sweat. Bai Shanbao and Manbao couldn't help but take out a pen and paper to help. One person was responsible for a group of numbers.

The two of them were distracted, memorizing and calculating, while still complaining about Bai Erlang, "You are writing too slowly, you have to speed up."

Man Baodao: "I told you not to practice at ordinary times. You don't take notes when you are in class, otherwise, why is the speed so slow?"

On the side, Master Bai glared at his son, snorted and said nothing.

But Bai Erlang didn't have time to talk to his father at the moment, and he didn't hear the hum at all.

Seeing the three children in a hurry, Master Bai raised his lips happily. After they got used to the speed a little, he signaled the housekeeper and others to speed up.

The three children were too busy again. Fortunately, it was not as chaotic at the beginning, at least in an orderly manner.

Master Bai looked at the complex in his heart.

He was an onlooker, and he naturally knew how much it depended on Shanbao and Manbao being in the control bureau. They recorded the data and then settled the accounts together. Only when the two were consistent would they record the number, so in the end he The son only needs to copy the numbers given on both sides.

Mr. Bai asked his servants to bring two chairs, and sat under the eaves with Mr. Zhuang, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands, watching with relish and sighing.

Mr. Zhuang drank tea with a smile. He felt that Bai Er had made great progress compared to last year, which was naturally due to the development of the small class, which gave him more energy to stare at him.

Also because Manbao and Shanbao always play with him now.

In the past, there were many students in the school. Bai Er had good friends, and Man Bao and Bai Shanbao also had good friends.

After class and after school have their own circles.

But the school is gone, the circle of three people, no, it should be the circles of the two parties that passively overlap.

Manbao and Shanbao will follow Bai Er to the fields to touch loach after it rains, and Bai Er will also read and write with them in the study room when it rains.

Bai Er has made progress in his studies, and Shan Bao and Man Bao are more integrated into the children of the same age in Qili Village. This effect is mutual.

Bags of wheat were opened and measured into another bag, and the booklet in front of Bai Er also turned page after page.

After it was estimated that half of the wheat was measured, Master Bai directly asked his servants to tie the grain bag to the large scale and weigh the rest.

This figure is completely different from the previous one. It is calculated as twelve and a half cents per pound. This half-cent money gives Bai Shanbao and Man Bao a headache.