I really don't want to be a rebel [infrastructure]

Luo Shixing stood there blankly looking at the ropes on the wall, opened his mouth and felt that he had nothing to say.

There is no writing in this place, and the Sinicization is not obvious. Only one of the tribe, Alzhen, has read books, and he is not particularly good at writing. It seems that it is too much to ask the servants to be able to write and calculate.

But... this is a salt mine. Can the accounts be sorted out for such an important place?

Alezhen looked at Luo Shixing with a cat-mao-shocked expression, and was a little embarrassed after being shocked for a long time.

But before he could say anything, Cheng Jingwei took a look and said, "It's quite clear this way, and it's not troublesome to hand over."

Luo Shixing glanced at him expressionlessly, sighed and said, "Then let's start, let's clarify the previous accounts first."

Cheng Jingwei immediately got up and ran outside to get a wooden board and spread moderately hard mud on it.

Luo Shixing nodded to him with satisfaction, very good, even if there is no pen and paper, it can be recorded.

Alezhen watched them with great interest.

Luo Shixing asked: "Are all the salts recorded here all the salt that has already been produced?"

The accountant nodded immediately: "That's right, I haven't picked up stew or fried salt for the past two days."

Because the owner of this salt well changed, but the owner never came, they didn't know how to continue, so they simply stopped.

Luo Shixing nodded: "Check it out, the finished salt now belongs to my elder brother, and my elder brother will send someone to take it away."

In fact, he had already given up on the settlement and clarification of this matter, so let Ale really take away everything that belongs to him.

The accountant hurriedly began to count the knots, which represented how much salt there was now.

Luo Shixing asked a question before he realized that a knot represented a catty of salt.

He looked at the way the cashier counted the knots with his fingers, thinking that his fingers might not be enough, and he might have to take off his shoes later.

Then he looked down, oh, no need, because the shoes he wears have toes exposed at all.

I don't know if they are worn like this in the salt mines or just for counting.

Seeing that the other party really started to use his feet, Luo Shixing glanced at them with a headache, and after quickly counting, he said, "It's 130 eight catties in total."

The accountant who had just counted to twenty was stunned, turned his head to look at Luo Shixing and then at the knot, not knowing whether to continue or not for a while.

Alzhen said beside him: "Listen to the high priest."

The accountant didn't show any disbelief, this is the high priest personally selected by Vulcan, how could he make a mistake?

He hurriedly said: "Here is more. The ones hanging on the wall are the total. Here is the salt that has been sent away. Excluding this is the salt in the warehouse now."

Luo Shixing took a look at the count and said, "A total of 63 catties were sent away, leaving 75 catties." He turned his head to look at Alzhen and said, "Brother, send someone to weigh it and see if it's right."

This time, not only the accountant, but even Alzhen was shocked.

This is too fast, right?

This is a number of hundreds. The way they calculate is to count the amount of salt transported away, and then count 75 from the knots of the total amount. After throwing the 75 aside, count the rest quantity.

It takes a long time to go back and forth, but how long has the little lynx been used just now?It feels like an instant!

Although Ale had really seen the bunch of formulas written by Luo Shixing, he didn't worry about those things because they were too complicated for him. Naturally, they didn't have much impact. He just wanted to feel the profoundness of Sinology.

But now this kind of simple addition and subtraction is the thing that can bring shock to him, because he has also calculated these and knows how difficult it is, only then did he realize how powerful Luo Shixing's calculations are so fast.

Especially when Luo Shixing almost counted them all, for a moment, he suspected that the little lynx could not really know witchcraft, right?how did you do that?

Luo Shixing didn't know what he was thinking, turned his head to look at Alzhen and asked, "Brother, where do you send the fried salt to sell?"

Alzhen said: "They are all sent to the Duhu Mansion in batches. If you don't mind, you can sell them to me directly. I will give you as much as I sell to the Duhu Mansion."

Luo Shixing waved his hand and said, "That won't work. You need to pay for transporting it there, so just set me a price that excludes the cost."

Luo Shixing didn't plan to send someone to the Duhu Mansion to find out the price of salt. This salt well was originally given to him by Alezhen, so there was no need for him to be so fussy.

What's more, he should have more salt wells in the future, and when there is more salt, he can form a caravan by himself, so why bother about it.

Ale really never thought of cheating Luo Shixing in this regard, how could he care about such a small amount of money when he gave the salt well without blinking an eye?He gave Luo Shixing a very fair price.

Luo Shixing asked the accountant casually: "How much brine does this salt well produce every day? How much salt is fried?"

Mr. Accountant: ...

This is really too difficult for him, he doesn't care how much brine is produced, he only needs to weigh the salt after the brine is boiled into salt and record it.

Luo Shixing knew what was going on when he saw his expression. After thinking about it, it was really not easy to record the brine production every day, so he simply said: "From now on, you will send me a knot every seven days."

The accountant was a little surprised: "Seven days?"

Is it so short?

Luo Shixing said calmly: "I need to know the average daily output, and then summarize the accounts."

The accountant shrank his neck. He couldn't understand anything the priest said, and he was very worried that he would be driven away for a moment. He was very weak, pitiful and helpless.

Ale was really curious and asked: "What do you want to do with this?"

Luo Shixing said: "Of course it is to record the accounts. Every year's income and expenditure must be written down, and then sum up the harvest and balance."

Ale really thought about it, he didn't seem to know much about his own property.

All of a sudden, he wanted to study with Luo Shixing!

If it was someone else, they might still be embarrassed to speak up because of their identity, but Alezhen is always more pragmatic, and asked directly: "If my brother is free, can you teach me about arithmetic?"

He could see clearly that arithmetic was more practical than poetry and poetry, at least it would allow him to know his own assets and the situation of the entire Beidai County.

He didn't think of any more benefits, but... If he could calculate the accounts as clearly as Luo Shixing did when he went to the Annan Protectorate's Mansion to report on his duties, he would definitely be able to show off the limelight.

Being in the limelight is still a small matter. If it can be caught in the eyes of Governor Annan, it will be a good thing for the entire Beidai County.

As the patriarch of the Ouluo tribe, he will definitely be inseparable from Beidai County in his life, and he has great autonomy, but the Annan Protectorate's Mansion holds the money allocated by the imperial court, which is said to be used by the imperial court to appease them. How to divide it all depends on Dadu's thought.

Ale really has to compete with others for this money every year, because he is better at sinology than others, and the general guard treats him differently and gives him a lot of money every year.

But over the years, other tribal leaders have also started to study Sinology, and his advantage is not so obvious.

Otherwise, why would he let Luo Shixing write poems?Isn't it just to dedicate to Da Duhu?

But now it seems that the little lynx can do more than write poetry.

Luo Shixing agreed casually. Anyway, teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is also teaching. Then maybe he will have to attend classes with his children. It's interesting to think about that scene.

Mr. Accountant heard that this ability is not supernatural power, and he was very excited on the spot, but unfortunately he didn't dare to speak. After all, his status is low, how can he be a student of the high priest?

After clarifying the accounts, Luo Shixing was brought to Alzhen's village here with his worries about the salt mine.

It's also Zhuangzi in the mountains, and his family's is obviously for vacation, unlike Luo Shixing and Cheng Jingwei who raised various animals in the yard and placed many tools beside them.

It can even be said that Alezhen's village is full of flowers. There are blooming flowers everywhere, of different varieties, many of which even Luo Shixing can't name.

Ale really arranged rooms for both Luo Shixing and Cheng Jingwei.

At the beginning, neither of them felt that there was anything wrong. It is normal for each person to share a room if conditions permit.

This was the case even in Luo Shixing's plan, but what the two of them didn't expect was that they both had insomnia at night.

The unfamiliar environment and being alone made Luo Shixing feel a little insecure.

It can be said that the lack of security has been experienced from the time he crossed to the present.

Lying on the wide bamboo bed, he tossed and turned for a long time without being able to fall asleep, and he didn't dare to harass Cheng Jingwei.

It seems a bit embarrassing to dare to sleep alone at such an age.

After he worked hard for a long time, he simply got up and prepared to go outside for a walk, to see if he could get some sleepiness, but as soon as he opened the door and walked out, he heard the door next door also opened.

And his next door is Cheng Jingwei.

Cheng Jingwei looked at Luo Shixing standing outside with his curly hair loose and asked, "Why don't you wear more? It's cold at night."

He didn't ask Luo Shixing why he came out at night, to save enough face for the little lynx.

Luo Shixing scratched his head and said, "Oh, I just... came out for a walk, and I'll be back in a while."

Cheng Jingwei came over and patted his head and asked, "It's been a day of running, let's go to rest early."

Then he naturally took Luo Shixing's hand into the room, urged Luo Shixing to go to sleep just like every day before, and then he also lay down beside Luo Shixing.

Luo Shixing didn't ask Cheng Jingwei why he came to his room.

The moment Cheng Jingwei lay down, both of them felt much at ease.

Luo Shixing closed his eyes and said vaguely, "Do we have to find some of our own people?"

Suddenly there is such a big family business, but they don't have enough manpower, not to mention whether he trusts Ale's subordinates, the problem is that the level of those people may not be good.

Artisans such as brine collectors, water bearers, and salt fryers are all coolies, and they don't need to have a high level of knowledge.

But he really couldn't accept that his accountant could only count with ropes, and even counted with his fingers and toes. It's okay to only have one salt well. If there are more salt wells opened in the future, how can it be counted.

Because there is almost one bookkeeper for every one or two salt wells in this Ale, not to mention a waste of manpower, it is very easy to cause confusion in the accounts.

Cheng Jingwei helped him cover the quilt and said: "If I remember correctly, there will be a market in the county tomorrow, so let's go and have a look."

At first, Luo Shixing didn't turn his head around and asked in confusion: "What does my recruitment have to do with the market?"

Cheng Jingwei took it for granted, "There are people out there, let's pick some qualified teachers who are better than these people."

Luo Shixing let out an oh and didn't say anything else, he couldn't think about what was going on with the people in the market.

When he went back the next day, he realized that reality was always more powerful than imagination, and the places where people were sold were no different from places where chickens, ducks and geese were sold.