"please... ... "
Zhu Ping'an, who was in the center of everyone's mocking and criticism, remained calm and unperturbed, and did not dwell on this issue at all. He looked up at Ghost Hand Zhang, raised the corners of his lips, smiled calmly, stretched out his right hand to point at the abacus in Ghost Hand Zhang's hand, said the word "please", and signaled Ghost Hand Zhang to continue counting the data.
Keep pretending and see how you end up!
Ghost Hand Zhang snorted coldly, placed the abacus heavily on the table, and began to fiddle with the beads with both hands like a storm.
Two dragons playing with a pearl;
Shoot with both hands;
A visual feast is coming again...
Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly while admiring the performance of Ghost Hand Zhang. It was undeniable that Ghost Hand Zhang's abacus arithmetic had reached a superb level, but mathematics that was hundreds of years ahead could not be caught up with simply by hand speed.
Noticing Zhu Ping'an looking at him and shaking his head, Ghost Hand Zhang became even more furious. You are a person who doesn't know how to calculate and has given up. Are you addicted to pretending to be cool? !
hehe
This Zhu Ping'an is really something... The officials watching inside the room shook their heads and laughed when they saw this.
In their opinion, Zhu Ping'an was just showing off his skills in front of an expert, and was flaunting his sword in front of Guan Gong. Ghost Hand Zhang was the master of abacus, so what qualifications did you have to shake your head when you can't even use an abacus
Forget it, forget it. Let’s see how he ends up if he’s so pretentious. Everyone held this thought in mind, looking at Zhu Ping’an with ridicule, waiting for the situation to develop.
"Your Excellency, please have some tea."
The Taicang official came to Zhu Ping'an with tea.
"Thank you, um, good tea..."
Zhu Ping'an stretched out his left hand to take the hot tea brought by the officer, put it to his lips and sniffed it gently, curled the corners of his lips slightly and gave a word of praise, then put the teacup on the table.
Although he was a little thirsty, Zhu Ping'an refused to drink any food or tea outside until the inspection was over for the sake of caution.
"Haha, it's really good tea. Why don't you have a cup, Lord Zhu?"
An official scraped the tea lid twice, took a big sip of tea, praised loudly, turned his head and looked at Zhu Ping'an and asked.
"My Lord, please enjoy your meal slowly, and don't be thirsty..."
Zhu Ping'an licked the corners of his dry lips, bowed to him and smiled slightly.
You'll be dying of thirst.
Idiot.
The official glanced at Zhu Ping'an's dry lips, pulled the corner of his mouth downwards mockingly, and deliberately took another sip of tea in front of Zhu Ping'an.
Doctor Jia glanced at Zhu Ping'an and narrowed his eyes slightly...
After Zhu Ping'an said that he had finished the calculation, another quarter of an hour, or half an hour, passed. Ghost Hand Zhang, who was working with both hands, stopped his hands, moved his body deliberately, turned his back to Zhu Ping'an, blocked Zhu Ping'an's sight with his body, and picked up a brush to write down the results of the statistical data on a blank piece of rice paper.
After a while, the other four accountants also stopped fiddling with the beads, looked at Ghost Hand Zhang, nodded imperceptibly, turned their backs to Zhu Ping'an, also using their bodies to block Zhu Ping'an's sight, and wrote down the statistical results on the rice paper.
"Reporting to you all, my Lords, we have already done the statistics."
Ghost Hand Zhang bowed and reported to officials including Zhang Guanku.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Guanku nodded, then turned to look at Zhu Pingan, "Since Zihou has already calculated it, let's check it."
Zhu Ping'an nodded, reached out and unfolded the rice paper in front of him, revealing the numbers written on it.
"Ghost Hand Zhang" and five other accountants also came forward with rice paper with numbers recorded on it, placed it on the table where Zhu Ping'an was meeting, and unfolded it, revealing the numbers written on it.
Zhu Ping'an wrote two lines of words on the rice paper he unfolded.
The top line reads: "After checking the silver vault, the actual amount of silver in stock is: 1,237,250 taels."
After this line of words, there is a number enclosed in brackets: (nine hundred three thousand eight hundred taels).
The next line reads: "Actual gold on hand: 316,500 taels", followed by a number in parentheses: (325,500 taels).
The number enclosed in brackets by Zhu Ping'an is the amount of silver of poor quality in the silver vault, which means that there are currently 1,237,250 taels of silver in the silver vault, of which 903,800 taels are of poor quality and are not pure silver.
On the rice paper displayed by Ghost Hand Zhang, it was written: "Actual silver: 2,127,200 taels; actual gold: 720,000 taels."
The data collected by the other four accountants were consistent with the data shown by Ghost Hand Zhang, which were: actual silver on hand: 2,127,200 taels; actual gold on hand: 720,000 taels.
"Well, the data recorded by the accountants are exactly the same. The actual amount of silver on hand is 2,127,200 taels; the actual amount of gold on hand is 720,000 taels. Hahahaha... The data recorded by Mr. Zhu is different from those of the accountants, hahahaha..."
After the onlookers checked the rice papers displayed by Zhu Ping'an, Guishou Zhang and the other five accountants, they couldn't help but read them out with a smile.
"Hahahaha... It's really only Lord Zhu who has made the different statistics, hahahaha..."
"Haha, Master Zhu must be tired and blurry, so he missed half of the numbers, hahaha..."
"Haha, Master Zhu counted so quickly, isn't the ** number normal... In fact, Master Zhu calculated such a, um, relatively close number, which is already very rare."
"Haha, Lord Wang, your standard is too low. This is a difference of several hundred thousand taels, and it's still close, haha..."
The other officials who were watching also started laughing.
"Haha, look at the data he collected. He also used a strange arc-shaped scribble to wrap up a number. Haha, funny, he wouldn't have written an extra number to double the possibility of guessing it right, hahaha, I can't help it, hahaha..."
There were no brackets in ancient times. The officials watching did not recognize the symbol of brackets. When they saw the bracket symbols on Zhu Ping'an's rice paper, they thought they were ghost drawings and laughed at him.
The moment the six pieces of rice paper were unfolded at the same time, a burst of laughter rang out in the room and did not stop for a long time.
Six people counted the data, and five of them had the same number, but only one person had a different number. Needless to say, it must be that person who had the different number had made a mistake in the count. It is impossible that all four of them had made a mistake and only you had it right, hahahaha...
Indeed, if four people made a mistake in counting and still got the same number wrong, the probability of this happening is too small.
Therefore, the officials watching the scene naturally thought that Zhu Ping'an had made a mistake in the statistics. It was normal for him to be wrong. He didn't even know how to use an abacus. He spent half a cup of tea and pretended to draw a few shaky symbols. If he was not wrong, it would be unfair.
However, he was different from the officials watching.
After seeing the data presented by Zhu Ping'an, high-ranking officials of Taicang, such as Zhang Guanku and Jia Langzhong, looked as if they had seen a ghost. Their faces turned pale in an instant and they stood there staring at the rice paper that Zhu Ping'an had unfolded, as if they were pieces of wood.
Although it is the hottest day of the year, their hearts felt as if someone had tied a stone to them and sunk them into an ice cave, making them feel cold all over.