Master, do you want a date?

After watching the juggling, while it was still early, Zhao Yiran planned to visit the famous temples in Ming City.

Leaving the center of Ming City, driving a carriage to the edge, a few quarters of an hour came to the famous Bodhi Temple in the city.Most of the people in the temple come to worship, and there are also shopkeepers around.

Entering the temple, Zhao Yiran worshiped devoutly first, and invested a lot of incense money, expressing his gratitude to the world for giving him a new life.

The scenery inside the Bodhi Temple is still very beautiful. After Zhao Yiran enjoyed the scenery in the temple, when he was about to go down the mountain, he accidentally bumped into the students of the school.

Fang Gen and Wang Niu came to the temple with their families to set up a stall today, and when they saw the master, they came forward to say hello excitedly.

"Hello, Master! Master, are you coming to Mingcheng to play too?" Wang Niu ran forward with a smile on his face. "Master, do you want to come and see our game booth? There are many people playing."

Fang Gen was a step late, and when he heard Wang Niu confide everything carelessly, he secretly thought it was bad.

"Game booth?" Zhao Yiran raised his eyebrows, and went down the mountain with Wang Niu.

Fang Gen's eyes dodged, secretly praying that what Zhao Anchuan said must be true!

At the foot of the mountain, because of the large number of people in the temple, many country craftsmen come here to set up stalls to earn some money.Among them, the most lively ones are the several booths pointed by Wang Niu.

Zhao Anchuan and a few classmates guarded the booth together, and there were Fang Gen and Wang Niu and other elders next to them, and most of the people in the back lined up to have fun.

Wang Niu came to one of the booths and squeezed in. His father, mother and elder brother were guarding the booth, and the other booth was playing darts.

This game, when the students don't want to play in winter, Zhao Yiran took it out to give them some excitement.The rest of the booths are shooting baskets, guessing puzzles and filling in nine squares.

These are all games he taught in school, but they didn't expect them to use them here.

Zhao Anchuan was inside, and when he saw his uncle, he came over directly.Whispered in his ear. "Uncle, look, we made a lot of money with games."

Fang Gen's face turned red with embarrassment, he used the things in the teacher's class to make money, and was discovered by the teacher, which made him feel ashamed.But the family is so poor that they can't even afford meat during the Chinese New Year.He had to do what he had to do, and he only hoped that Master would understand what he had done.

"How much did you earn?" Zhao Yiran pinched Zhao Anchuan's chubby face, feeling good.

Zhao Anchuan chuckled, "I don't know yet, we'll find out after the stall closes. But I still make a lot of money."

This kid, he must have a share in the profits of these stalls.

"Fang Gen! Don't be sour. I told you that Master will not blame you." Zhao Anchuan was the most lively and took the initiative to hook up with his good friend Fang Gen.

"I said years ago that I changed my name, and now I'm called Fang He. Don't call me Fang Gen." Fang He secretly glanced at Master, seeing that Master was not angry with their behavior, and finally felt relieved.Zhao Anchuan is the young nephew of the master, so naturally he is magnanimous in whatever he does as a master.He is different, just a student.If the master is angry, then he has nothing to learn.

"Ah, it's easy to say. However, your name is good." Zhao Anchuan shrugged, and then praised.

"I also changed my name. Ever since I learned Chinese characters, I think Wang Niu is too common and ugly. Now my name is Wang Quan, and my father has to change it every day." After saying hello, they each went to their respective stalls to help calculate and collect the money.

Zhao Yiran watched it for a while and felt bored, so he went down the mountain.Not long after they left, a little boy about 11 years old over there made a fuss at the shooting booth.

"Our group played a total of sixteen times, three pennies each time, five balls. Every ten times you can get one for free. You can calculate it yourself without counting the labels or using an abacus? I don't believe it!" The young master groaned twice, and then let his entourage crackle his calculations for a while.I counted it back and forth three times, and each time it was exactly the same as the 45 Wen said by the other party.He stared, as if in disbelief.

Folk games are calculated on a per-time basis, and the stall owner will give a label every time, so that the amount receivable can be obtained by directly adding the number on the label.There are no multiplication formulas or tables for quick calculations.

Looking at the booth is another student in the school, named Chen Zhizhi.He is as immovable as a mountain, and he has been taught such a simple calculation in school.

The other party was still unconvinced, and asked several similar complicated arithmetic problems one after another. Chen Zhizhi still bowed his head and counted for a while, and he could answer it accurately without using an abacus.The people around were surprised, there were so many questions, they didn't even care about playing the game.

After one round, Chen Zhizhi answered all the answers fluently, and there were exclamations all around.The young master was even more stunned, and the questions he asked became more and more difficult. Chen Zhizhi asked his friends for help, and they solved a few questions together.

The young master grabbed Chen Zhizhi. "You guys are so good at arithmetic? How did you learn it?"

If one person is good at arithmetic, it can be attributed to the smartness of the other person.If several people are very good at arithmetic, there must be a reason.

Chen Zhizhi didn't love him, raised his head and said loudly. "Of course it's taught in the school. Why, didn't you teach this in your school?"

"Of course it is taught! But the school teaches counting with an abacus, how do you guys who don't use an abacus do it?" The young master was also among the best in the school, and he thought he was much smarter than the children from the countryside.Unexpectedly, he was being slapped in the face now.

"Then I don't know, it's all taught by our master anyway." None of the students had attended other schools, so they didn't know that what Zhao Yiran taught them was different from the schools outside.

The young master still didn't let them go, asking about the location of the school, the opening time and the address of his master, and then let them go.

Zhao Yiran arrived in Mingcheng and had a short rest after lunch.In the afternoon, I found a teahouse and sat by the window, listening to stories and playing chess with Zhao Ziyang.

Wait until the lanterns come on, have some dinner, and come to the brightest street to enjoy the lanterns of different shapes.

Zhao Yiran bought an exquisite lantern, and took advantage of the excitement to guess a few riddles.

"Ah!" There were too many people, a young girl was squeezed beside Zhao Yiran, and the meatloaf in his hand was knocked to the ground.

Zhao Yiran regretfully looked at the wasted half of the meat patty, the beef patty was really delicious, he hadn't eaten enough yet.

"My lord, I'm really sorry." The young girl put on a mask, lowered her head shyly, charming and pitiful.

It's just a cake, Zhao Yiran will not be so stingy that he asks other girls to pay for it. "It's okay, I'll just buy another one."

The young girl stopped him with a smile on her eyes. "If you don't mind my son, how about I pay you a piece of cake?"

"..." Zhao Yiran silently touched his face, was he being accosted by someone else?

"No! Someone is looking for you." Zhao Ziyang said in a bad tone.

The woman looked around, and sure enough, she saw a familiar person looking for her not far away.He snorted at Zhao Ziyang, "How do you know they are looking for me?"

"The clan crest on their lanterns is the same as the clan crest on your clothes." Zhao Ziyang's observation skills were astonishing. After he said this, those people found the young woman.

Zhao Yiran just watched the little beauty who bravely approached him go further and further away from him.

"My lord, it's a pity I haven't seen that girl's face." Zheng Wu covered his mouth and laughed.

"What kind of spring do you miss at a young age, you should study hard." Zhao Yiran knocked him on the head, his body was only 16 years old, and Zheng Wu was only fifteen years old.It's really an age to enjoy freedom and wandering, but it should be cherished.

"I'm complaining for the young master! The young master is sixteen now, and it's time to find someone who knows the cold and hot to serve the young master." Zheng Wu said loudly, in his opinion, getting married at the age of 16 is normal.

Zhao Yiran knocked Zheng Wu's brains out again, he didn't listen to anyone who said it, so he talked as much as he could first.

Zhao Ziyang's face was sullen, and his mouth was pursed tightly.

Along the way, several women always came to strike up a conversation with Zhao Yiran. With the mask of the Lantern Festival, the women became more courageous, and things like throwing flowers and handkerchiefs often happened.Zhao Yiran often accepted the sachets given by several scholars shaking their heads.

What's more, a group of hooligans, smelling of alcohol, came over to make fun of him, but Zhao Ziyang beat the shit out of him.

The current atmosphere in Daqi Kingdom is very open, and there are many masculine men everywhere. Even the emperor has several male concubines.The first time he knew about it, Zhao Yiran was really surprised, and his three views were shattered.Relying on the open mind of modern people, they accepted this advanced ancient atmosphere in a few days.

The mind of having fun was disturbed by others, and the weather looked similar, so everyone decided to go home.With the carriage, it took only half an hour to go back.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Yiran was still asleep when a distinguished guest came outside the gate.

"Are you the master who taught Chen Zhizhi to count?" Gao Jiawen came to Mingcheng this year to accompany his eldest cousin who was frustrated. Yesterday he followed his aunt to visit the Bodhi Temple, and was fascinated by the mental arithmetic at the game booth outside the temple. Can't wait to come over today to see who taught them.

Zhao Yiran took a sip of warm tea, nodded and admitted.I went to bed late last night and had to deal with the 11-year-old in front of me just after eating a meat bun in a hurry. It was really a headache.

"Is your mental arithmetic method simple? Can you teach me too?" Gao Jiawen rushed over eagerly. The arithmetic in the school is the most annoying thing. He can't learn it well every time.He was punished several times by his master a few years ago, if this continues, his father will reprimand him.

Zhao Yiran rubbed his forehead. "My school is full and no more students will be enrolled."

"I am the nephew of the prefect, and my father works in the capital. You have taught me, and I will give you a big gift." Gao Jiawen turned a deaf ear to it, and he really can do whatever he wants in the territory of Mingcheng.

"Buy and sell by force?" Zhao Yiran didn't expect the other party to be so direct and shrewd.

"If you agree, it will be mutual benefit. If not..." In the inner courtyard of the deep house, Gao Jiawen couldn't be smarter.

Zhao Yiran had no choice but to agree, taught the other party the algorithm for a few days, and finally learned it.When sending the other party away, he complained bitterly. "Evil official son!"

Since then, he also felt that he was too weak.In the eyes of some people, he is almost like an ant, and it is easy to crush him to death.He didn't like to wear a mask to be in the officialdom, so he had to try his best to earn more money.

The soap in Anxiang Pavilion is selling well, but that little income is not enough.Zhao Yiran was stimulated and wanted to earn a big one.He never wants to be forced to do things he doesn't like in the future.

It would be a very bad thing to disrupt his vacation plans!

The author has something to say:

Zhao Ziyang: My daughter-in-law has been bullied, so I have to give it to him immediately.

Zhao Yiran: Hehe!I want to bully myself back!