But, will Master Bai know how to weigh it
Of course not, he has to measure it!
Man Bao, who was still immersed in the excitement, hadn't noticed the problem yet, and was still happily calling his brothers to move out the chairs, stools and tables, and she would have to settle the score in a while.
Of course, with two friends.
Old Zhou Tou, Uncle Qian and the others understood immediately after hearing it, but they didn't regret it much, because Man Bao said it was one hundred and fifty coins a dou at the beginning.
They didn't know that Man Bao and Master Bai were talking about weighing the catty. If they knew, they would feel very uncomfortable.
As the two old men who have to pay taxes to the imperial court every year, although they are illiterate and not good at arithmetic, they know the difference between weighing and weighing.
From the perspective of Man Bao and Bai Shanbao, it is much easier to calculate the weight of the bucket than to calculate the weight. Maybe it is because the number is small
Anyway, no matter what, the two of them sat and counted the numbers they reported, not to mention Qian Dalang and others, even Zhou Dalang and others were stunned.
There was a thought in my heart, "Our family is full of treasures..."
Old Zhou went up to look for a while, but he didn't understand, but he would look at Mr. Zhuang's face, and seeing his relieved look, he knew that his daughter was right.
He looked at Man Bao, and then turned to look at the accountant who was sitting on the other side. Old Zhou's tears almost came down.
To be an accountant, that's what her father thought back then.
Zhou Dalang didn't think about it that much, because his younger uncle wanted to do so many things since he was a child, not to mention changing every day, anyway, there would always be changing every other day, how could he remember so many things
However, he really wanted his son to be the accountant, so he pulled the big three heads forward to let them watch Manbao's calculation chips carefully, and whispered: "Look more, your sister-in-law will teach you later, and you will be able to see it." Learn better, and when you grow up, you will become an accountant."
The old Zhou's family did not have much wheat, even if the rich family picked twenty-eight bags of wheat, it was not much.
What's more, the wheat picked by the Qian's family was still packed in a smaller sack, so the measurement was even more difficult.
Man Bao and Bai Shanbao quickly calculated the total, and Man Bao said: "The total is 182,880 Wen."
The cigarette stick in Lao Zhou's hand almost flew out.
Master Bai saw just now that the wheat seeds that the old Zhou family took out were all good. They poured one bucket down and then poured another bucket into the bag. Although they went in quickly, judging from his years of buying and selling grain, at least the grains were quite full. .
Moreover, he has carefully compared the new wheat seeds with the ones they are currently planting. He found that the new wheat seeds are slightly rounder than the old wheat seeds, which cannot be seen individually, and no one will notice it when they are put together for a while, but after careful comparison can be seen.
And he has seen it a lot, and he has paid attention to it carefully. Basically, he will not admit his mistake if he sees it right in front of his eyes.
After making sure that the old Zhou's family did not cheat, and that all they gave were new wheat seeds with good quality, Master Bai smiled and nodded, and asked Man Bao: "Then how much silver should I give you?"
On the other hand, his cashier has already calculated the money, and obviously he is waiting for her answer, and after both parties confirm that it is correct, he can sign and pay the bill.
Man Bao smiled flatteringly at Mr. Zhuang, and then presented the plan.
Old Zhou looked at it for a while, and asked Man Bao quietly, "Why don't you do the math yourself?"
"Dad, I haven't learned this yet."
Old Zhou nodded, and said: "Then you study hard." He lowered his voice and said, "Learn all the skills from Mr. Zhuang. Even if you can't be an accountant in the future, you can also be a proprietress."
Man Bao nodded approvingly, "Father, I will let you be the boss then!"
Old Zhou Tou: "... No, no need, let you be fair about that."
Man Bao was confused, "Who is my husband?"
Old Zhou Tou: ... He regretted it a bit, why did he bring up this topic
As soon as the old Zhou turned around, seeing Zhou Xi, he immediately called out: "Xi, come and take your sister." By the way, he solved the troublesome problem.
Mr. Zhuang has already figured it out, and said with a smile: "One hundred and fifty-two taels, the remaining four hundred and forty wen."
The servants brought up the money, and the eyes of Lao Zhoutou, Uncle Qian and the others almost went straight. It was the first time they saw so much money after living for so long.
This is just planting a season of wheat, how can they make so much money
Everyone swallowed, and when they came back to their senses, Man Bao had already sent Mr. Bai and the others out, and the servants of the Bai family moved all the grain piled up in the yard to mule carts and ox carts to transport them back.
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 Man Bao goodbye with one hand.
Occasionally, a passing villager saw it, and just stood aside curiously, and then asked Man Bao, whom he knew best, "What is your family doing here?"
Man Bao smiled and said, "It's selling wheat seeds."
"Oh," the villagers asked winkingly, "Your mother promised to change?"
Man Bao smiled and didn't speak. Mother said, just smile when you don't want to answer the question.
The villagers thought they understood, and went home happily. The sun is so bright, so go back and have something to eat and drink before talking, and go out to chat when it is cooler in the evening.
Man Bao also bid farewell to Bai Shanbao, "I'll go home first, you and Bai Er go back and count the money, and I'll go find you in the afternoon."
"Okay, let's go."
Man Bao happily ran home.
Old Zhou Tou and the others were worrying about the money, and when they saw Man Bao coming in, they immediately waved, "Man Bao, come quickly, we don't know how much each family has, how to divide it."
Man Bao said: "I know!"
She found those sacks that were not her own, 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, the old Zhoutou and the others put the sacks of each family in one place on purpose. Only after weighing the family, Zhou Zhoulang and the others would carry the sacks of the next family to the front.
So Manbao only glanced at the number of sacks, and counted the numbers from the back to know which number belonged to which family.
The last one belonged to Uncle Qian’s family. He brought a total of seven bags. Man Bao counted the last seven numbers and just added the money behind.
Man Bao said: "The third uncle's is 9450 Wen, and the money is a flower, wait for me to figure it out..."
She is not very good at removing such a large number, but she can subtract 1,200 characters first, write a one on the paper, subtract another 1,200 characters, and write another one...
Until it can no longer lose 1,200 Wen, it is the remaining copper plates and the exchanged silver.
Although numerous, it is accurate.
Man Bao said: "It's seven liang, and there are more than one thousand and fifty wen."
Uncle Qian felt that something was wrong, "Nine thousand, isn't that nine hanging coins, it should be nine taels."