Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

The beach where Ma Zhan practiced archery was sunny and windy for half a month.

After shooting arrows for half a month, Ma Zhan couldn't take it anymore and felt like his body was hollowed out.

Since I traveled through time, I have never been so eager for rain.

Just like the military training in my previous life, it didn’t rain at all for half a month.

Finally, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wei Weijun welcomed the first autumn rain.

Ma Zhan held Mengyao's hand and strolled on the stone road of the salt field town.

Old Ma followed the two of them, shaking his big head from time to time.

The autumn rain was very fine, and the town seemed to be shrouded in smoke and fog.

Ma Zhan likes this feeling very much. He had walked on the asphalt road in his hometown many times in his previous life.

At that time, he always longed to have a beautiful girl by his side.

Now Mengyao helps Ma Zhan realize this beautiful wish.

After walking for a whole morning, the autumn rain still didn't stop.

Both of their clothes were soaked. When a cool breeze blew, the rough Ma Zhan didn't feel anything, but Meng Yao was shivering from the cold.

Ma Zhan ended the romantic walk in the rain with reluctance. After returning to the inn, he asked the kitchen to boil a bowl of ginger soup and asked Mengyao to take a hot bath.

It was a rainy day today, so it was rare for the traveling merchants to slack off. There were many people toasting each other in the lobby of the inn, and some were sitting by the window drinking alone.

Ma Zhan saw that his uncle was still settling accounts and thought to himself, "Why are there so many accounts to settle?"

He secretly looked at the account book under his sixth uncle's control. Indeed, this world was just like the ancient times in his previous life, with a very poor level of mathematics.

Ma Liu was not only calculating the accounts of the inn, but also the total ledger of all the Ma family's assets.

It can be said that Ma Liu is the chief accountant of Qingshui Marquis Mansion.

The Qingshui Marquis Mansion has many industries, and the accounts of income and expenditure are huge.

As soon as Ma Liu opened his eyes, he started to settle the accounts.

Ma Liu felt Ma Zhan looking at him, and said without raising his head.

"Numerology is a very complex subject and prone to mistakes. I'll teach you when you're older."

Ma Zhan chuckled inwardly, "I know geometry and functions, but your addition, subtraction, and unit conversions are nothing complicated. It's just that these capital numbers are hard on the eyes."

"Sixth Uncle, I have a way to increase your calculation speed by a hundred times. Do you want to learn it?" Ma Zhan said arrogantly.

Ma Liuquan thought Ma Zhan had just farted and ignored him.

Ma Zhan felt a little embarrassed, and continued to speak in order to prove himself.

"If you don't believe me, Uncle Six, you can find a difficult account and I'll figure it out for you quickly."

In order to stop Ma Zhan from bothering him, Ma Liu casually took out an account book from the front desk and threw it to Ma Zhan.

"Go ahead and calculate it, Chuck, don't ruin it. If you can't figure it out, just shoot the arrow."

Ma Zhan chuckled and took a look at the account book, which was the account book of the Ma family fleet and the cargo ship "Sandao" for the first half of the year.

I opened it and took a look. As expected, the records needed to be read one by one, like taking notes.

After Mengyao finished taking a bath, she came out with two bowls of ginger soup.

Ma Zhan began to organize the account books with a charcoal pencil. Although Ma Zhan had never studied accounting, it was still simple to make a table.

It took Ma Zhan about half an hour to finish the job.

Ma Zhan shouted, "Sixth Uncle, it's settled."

A piece of paper with a table drawn on it was handed to Ma Liu.

Ma Liu looked at the contents of the form with doubt.

The table title is "Three Blades Cargo Ship", and the table contains voyage number, cargo, fresh water, food, etc.

The income and expenditure of each voyage and the total income and expenditure for half a year are all written clearly, but it's just like drawing a talisman.

Seeing Ma Liu's confusion, Ma Zhan explained.

"Sixth Uncle, these are Arabic numerals.

How should I put it? You can think of it as numbers created for accounting purposes. For example...

Ma Liu was very knowledgeable in mathematics, and he understood everything Ma Zhan said as soon as he heard it.

After fully understanding it, Ma Liu began to check it one by one with the original account books.

This block replaces the contents of an account book, and even includes the total income and expenditure.

"Could this boy be a genius in mathematics?"

Ma Liu couldn't hide his shock and said.

"Huzi, who taught you this?"

Ma Zhan could only say that it was his own invention. To Ma Liu's shock, Ma Zhan taught Ma Liu how to make tables and perform vertical addition and subtraction.

Ma Liu was trembling all over, looking at Ma Zhan as if he were a monster.

"What's wrong with this kid's brain? He's a natural born math expert."

Ma Zhan knew in his heart that this seemingly simple elementary school mathematics had enormous power.

However, in the short term, it will only circulate among the Ma family's senior management and die-hard fans.

After a while, when the Ma family was forced to make it public, this was undoubtedly a major breakthrough in mathematics.

Ma Liu took a risk and became his disciple on the spot, then looked at Ma Zhan deeply.

So he took the account books and forms to the Qingshui Marquis's Mansion and saw Yuehua and Ma Botong.

Ma Zhan looked at Ma Liu's hurried back and felt a little emotional.

He felt a warmth he had never felt before since he traveled through time.

Everyone in the Ma family, from the head of the family to the servants, was particularly kind to him, which gave him a strong sense of belonging.

Even though Ma Zhan had long realized that his identity was not simple, he had already determined his current identity in his heart.

As a member of the Ma family, it is natural to contribute to the Ma family's business.

If possible, there would be no problem in helping Ma Botong rebel and become emperor.

——In the Qingshui Marquis Mansion, Dang Yuehua and Ma Botong remained quite calm after looking at Ma Zhan’s form.

"That's nothing! He can even make a feng shui map."

Ma Botong simply instructed Ma Liu to teach this method to the loyal managers of the Ma family, and that was all.

Ma Liu received the order and left the Qingshui Marquis Mansion, and couldn't wait to summon all the major shopkeepers.

When he met Ma San and Ma Jiu at the door, he didn't even say hello.

Ma Jiu shook his head and said, "It seems that Sixth Brother has miscalculated again."

Ma San chuckled: "I guess Hu Zi got into trouble in his inn."

Hearing the word "Hu Zi", Ma Jiu instantly became energetic.

"Third brother, what's wrong with your Hu Zi? I haven't seen him seeking revenge on the bandits in Laoshan for a while. I have prepared another big gift for him."

Ma San reached out and patted Ma Jiu on the back of the head.

"If you dare to arrange for someone to spank him again, I will spank your butt to pieces."

Ma Jiu scratched his head and chuckled.

"Third brother, isn't this to help him practice?"

Ma San didn't dwell on the spanking anymore, but instead gave a reminder.

“With Mengyao, Hu Zi’s strength has improved rapidly.

During this period, his brothers taught him all their skills, and Guo Shanfeng was no match for him.

What's more, Hu Zi is a very smart kid. Maybe he will use some tricks to seek revenge next time he goes to Laoshan.

I don't know who this kid follows~."

"Who can your son follow? He'll follow you."

"Hehe, that's true." Ma San looked proud.

The two brothers chatted for a few minutes, and then Ma Jiu entered the mansion.

After seeing Ma Botong and Yuehua, he drove out the maids and servants, as if he had something important to report.

In the salt field town, Ma Zhan saw that Ma Liu had not returned for a while, so he found a room on the third floor and planned to take a nap.

Ma Zhan opened the window and looked at the town shrouded in mist and rain, quiet and harmonious.

The people and things that appear around Ma Zhan are all as beautiful as the salt field town shrouded in autumn rain.