Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang obviously haven't given away the money from Longzhou, so the money in the house is exactly 1,912 taels, and there is even a handful of copper coins scattered beside the silver pile. Nineteen Wen coins were also taken out to play.
Man Bao happily counted the silver ingots twice, but there were actually not many, ten taels to one ingot, only one hundred and ninety-one.
Man Bao counts happily, but counting the money twice is enough.
She just woke up and didn't want to go back to sleep. She looked around and saw the account books thrown aside. She crawled over to pick it up with hands and feet.
Man Bao vaguely understood a truth, if grain is sold as grain alone, it is very unprofitable, but if it is sold as seeds, it can be four times more than grain alone, or even more.
She thinks that in the future, their small farms, and even their family, can choose more plants that are particularly strong, with particularly long ears, and are particularly plump to be used as seeds.
Even if you can't sell grain as seeds in large quantities in the future, you can still earn a lot of money, at least it will be more profitable than simply selling grain.
Man Bao thought happily while flipping through the account books.
Then flipping through it, she felt something was wrong.
Man Bao turned to the front to take a look at the total amount of money weighed, and then turned to the last to take a look at the total amount of money weighed.
Man Bao was stunned, and simply turned to the first page and began to count how many bags of wheat he had weighed, and then went to count the number of bags weighed.
Then it was found that the bucket of wheat was one bag more than the one weighed.
It wasn't until now that Man Bao realized belatedly that they seemed to have tricked Master Bai into a trick.
Man Bao calculated the difference in money, was stunned, and then heartbroken beyond measure.
Not to mention that there is one more bag for the bucket than the weighed one, but it is the same. The wheat in each bag is slightly different, but the difference is not so much.
There was a shortfall of 9205 Wen!
Holding the account book, Man Bao rushed to the next door to find Bai Shanbao.
Bai Shanbao just woke up and was drinking water. Seeing Man Bao, he pouted and said, "Why did you come? It was said to be in the second half of the day, but we didn't come after waiting for you for so long."
Man Bao directly pushed the account book in front of him, his eyes widened and he said, "Look!"
"What's wrong?" Bai Shanbao took over the account book.
Bai Erlang also quickly dropped the toy and rushed up, excitedly asking, "Is it a miscalculation?"
"It can't be wrong," Bai Shanbao said first: "Man Bao and I calculated the numbers separately. Since our two numbers are the same, there is no mistake. And the husband is right, I have also seen your accountant's calculations. Yes, we are the same."
Bai Erlang calmed down, "Then what do you want us to see?"
Man Bao told the two of her findings, and asked with a look of surprise: "How could there be such a difference?"
However, Bai Shanbao remembered what Mr. Tang said when he said that half of the weight would be weighed and half of it should be weighed. He was thoughtful, "Mr. said, this is our first homework."
Bai Shanbao raised his head and looked at Man Bao, and then took a lot of effort to find a measuring bucket from Mrs. Zheng.
Zheng Shi was almost dying of worry.
The mother-in-law is not at home, and she can't control her son at all.
Yesterday, a batch of wheat was suddenly brought in from home, which startled her, but before she recovered her senses today, the three children exchanged the wheat for money.
Now they are clamoring for measuring buckets again, where can she find them for measuring buckets
In the end, the steward at home found one for them from nowhere.
Bai Shanbao held his bucket and asked the steward seriously, "Is it government-made?"
"Don't worry, young master, they are all made by craftsmen designated by the county government, and they are made according to the imperial court's measurement."
The three children ran back to the front yard.
There is still some wheat in a room in the front yard. It is the wheat left over from the exchange with the villagers. It is not much, and there are only nine bags left.
With Daji's help, they untied a bag, and Bai Shanbao stretched the measuring bucket into it to pick up the wheat, but because of his weak strength, he only filled it halfway.
Daji didn't help either, and stepped aside to watch with his arms folded.
Bai Erlang helped Bai Shanbao to move the measuring bucket filled with wheat to the ground. Manbao found out a blue and white plate from nowhere, and poured the wheat into the measuring bucket in a hurry.
When Daji saw the blue and white plate, he couldn't help but move a little bit. In the end, he still didn't speak, but turned his head to the side, so that he couldn't see it.
The three of them worked together to fill the measuring bucket with the wheat in the bag on a plate, and it was just at the same level, and Bai Erlang was about to pull the bag he brought to fill it.
Bai Shanbao thought for a while, but stopped him, then took a plate and put a plate of wheat on it, and put a little more on it, until he stood up sharply before giving up.
Man Bao looked thoughtfully at it, and stretched out his hand to shake the measuring bucket. Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang only said "Hey" to stop her, lest she spill the wheat on the ground, only to see the sharp wheat rushing to the ground. It collapsed, and after a while it was on the same level as the measuring bucket, and even looked at it with the naked eye, and it sank a little bit.
Both Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang were stunned, they couldn't help but glance at the bottom of the measuring bucket first, "Is it leaking?"
Man Bao finally found a similar scene in his memory, and shouted: "It's not that I missed it, it is, it is..."
Man Bao thought about it hard and said: "It must be that the inside is not strong. Every year when my family harvests wheat and millet, my brothers have to shake it vigorously, then lift it up and smash it down, so it was quite full. The sack was emptied a lot at once, and then we could fill it with wheat and millet again."
The two boys were stunned, which obviously exceeded their cognition.
But Bai Shanbao quickly regained his senses, and filled the measuring bucket with wheat on a plate, while Bai Erlang and Man Bao were in charge of shaking it. After a while, the pointed measuring bucket would no longer collapse. The wheat was poured into sacks and weighed.
Twelve catties, or even more, a child can't lift it with one hand, so Man Bao found a stick, and together with Bai Erlang lifted the bag and the scale bar, and Bai Shanbao was responsible for moving the weight.
The three children had learned how to use scales when harvesting wheat, and now they gathered together to watch and count, and they counted in a short while.
Bai Erlang was stunned, and said uncertainly, "Is it twelve catties?"
Bai Shanbao nodded heavily.
Bai Erlang was stunned, "Didn't it mean that a bucket is worth twelve catties? Even if there is up and down, the up and down is too cruel."
Man Bao sighed, "It's also my fault that we didn't write it clearly in the paperwork. If it is stated that we must weigh, and we don't allow the use of measuring buckets, it will be fine."
Bai Erlang was stunned, "So my father took advantage of me?"
Bai Shanbao said: "This is the homework assigned to us by the master. Should we rewrite a document that won't be taken advantage of by my uncle?"