The room suddenly became quiet.

Qin Xiuyuan tried to match the numbers and symbols one by one and began to calculate... Wangshu gave him a binary algorithm template, and he matched the simplified numbers and symbols to the corresponding ones. At first, he was not used to it, but he calmed down and figured out the pattern, paying no attention to what was happening outside the window.

Those who write articles look down on using an abacus. Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, merchants are the lowest class. Seeing that Qin Xiuyuan, a half-scholar, was really studying his accounting method which was tainted with the "smell of money" and thinking with his head down as if he was studying the work of a master, Wangshu also gave him a few math problems.

"Nannan, Daddy and Mommy didn't realize... small amounts add up to a lot, and once you manage a household, you don't know how expensive food, oil, and salt are..."

"I just saw the account book this time and realized that you're losing money. Can I give you back the money?"

Ji's mother was hesitant and thought that she could just grit her teeth and spend a few taels of silver to help the man calm down.

"Okay!"

Wangshu quickly and decisively tore off a blank piece of paper. Qin Xiuyuan watched as he flipped through the pages all the way back to August of last year. Ji's mother's joy at finally getting a response instantly turned to bitterness...

Her slender fingers began to count from last year to April of last month. With divine strokes, she drew ten small horizontal and vertical lines on the paper, writing the months between them. She then wrote the various goods on the top row, connecting the horizontal and vertical lines to form small squares. She checked each month against the end-of-month summary table, filling in the corresponding figures for each item, totaling eight months. She then calculated the total usage for each item at the bottom, continued to mark the prices, and finally tallied up the total amount of silver for each item.

Ji's mother's eyelids twitched as she watched her daughter quickly calculate the amount of meat delivered from the time she arrived in Yaocheng to now, including the New Year festival when an astonishing amount of meat was delivered. The number after more than half a year was quite astonishing.

This is just the list of the Ji family in Erxiang. Just for the braised meat, they consumed nearly 100 kilograms in these months. In the end, the total amount of money spent, after rounding off the zeros, was 60 taels.

Wangshu handed it to Ji's mother, "Mom, please take a look first. This month, the two families have only one gift. Today, Dad took ten pounds of meat over there... Consider it a gift!"

He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Xiuyuan, who was concentrating on learning from others and trying to understand himself. "Let's calculate the Li family together."

Shake your right hand and continue...

Qin Xiuyuan, who had been eager to check the symbols with Boss Ji, carefully confirmed the corresponding writing methods of simplified numbers, practiced the strange-looking "simplified numbers" several times on a piece of paper, and finally wrote out a model from ten to ten neatly.

He used a new brush that had never been used in the pen holder. He twisted the tip of the brush and imitated her steps, drawing lines and calculating numbers step by step.

When Ji's father finally finished his work and returned home, he was about to ask his wife about his daughter's mood today. Unexpectedly, his wife looked quite embarrassed and handed him two square pieces of paper. Before he could read the small words clearly, he took a look and saw that each piece had several large words. One piece said "sixty taels" and the other said "thirty-eight taels."

Although his head was full of doubts and confusion, he still praised the one with number 38, "Xiuyuan's handwriting is really good, and the small characters are also pleasing to the eye!"

Later, after hearing what Mrs. Ji had to say about the whole process, Ji's father said: "Ugh! You don't even know how to persuade me! Helping to settle this account, damn it!"

Hearing that the boy came to discuss the marriage, Ji's father, who was protecting his daughter, said: Ah, bah, bah, bah, bah!

Finally, I heard that they were still in Shushu's study, discussing the details of the wedding. Ji's father, who was protecting his daughter but didn't dare to chase them away, said: Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh!

Small study. After answering the man's few small questions about how he came up with this idea, Wangshu handed the list of requirements for the house to Qin Xiuyuan, yawned, and felt sleepy. "Take a look. How much silver do you want? I'll pay part of it. You go find my parents."

"Then you take a rest. Want to go horseback riding tomorrow?"

Most of the betrothal gifts were cut off. Those that were just for show and not needed at the moment were not allowed to be bought. There were only a few things left, so there was no reason for her to pay for them.

Seeing that the man was too sleepy to open his eyes after a while, he nodded shakily and walked into the bedroom. Qin Xiuyuan left the room.

Ji's father and mother were helpless. They said that if they didn't buy this or that, it would be too shabby.

The sky in Yaocheng is clear and blue, the clouds are white, and the wind blows on people's faces. The sky is too blue, the clouds are too white, and the wind is too gentle, which makes people run outside.

Famen Temple Horse Racing Track.

A dog is running happily in front, followed by a pony. The little fairy is wearing a flying costume with dancing ribbons on her collar, tassels and colorful ribbons fluttering, and the embroidered skirt on the green ground rises and falls. As the rhythm of the horses' waves rises and falls, the flower girl's body bounces rhythmically, reflected in the blue sky and white clouds, among the green mountains and green waters, vivid and lively, with the changing objects and scenery, just like a fairy flying in the clouds, touring the world.

In the pavilion.

"Father, the adjutant you chose for my third brother works diligently even on his day off!"

The Qin family has always had a family motto of climbing high places. On Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, all male members of the family must climb mountains to offer sacrifices, kneeling down to worship the gods of the four directions of heaven and earth, and burning incense, candles, paper money and fireworks all the time.

In his spare time, the general liked to climb to high places to look down on all the other mountains.

On this day, he and his four sons and beloved daughter Qin Qiqi were traveling and sightseeing. They happened to stop at the Sun Viewing Pavilion for a rest. While they were enjoying a cup of hot tea, the scene at the foot of the mountain caught everyone's sight.

"Qi Qi, Third Brother's adjutant is a handsome man, polite to the girls, and always at their service. Look, he's even carrying a water bag and a bag of dry food on his back, haha!"

Qiqi naturally saw it, but... you can't judge a person by appearance... someone like him will never work...

General Qin, surrounded by a large crowd, glanced at his daughter calmly. The deep meaning in his eyes made people dodge and frown, as if criticizing a subordinate who had been promoted but failed to hold his ground. "Qiqi, my brothers and father's vision is not wrong. This child is both civil and military, and will definitely have great fortune in the future."

First, the third brother directly praised a stranger in front of his sister, and then the father talked about "vision", and his words and deeds seemed to imply that he was making the decision.

Isn't marriage the only thing a girl needs to be 'decided by her father and brother' in her life?

Qin Wu now realized that his father intended to marry Qiqi to the military officer under him. Seeing that person running around Huadie again, he said bluntly: "That girl must be Qin Xiuyuan's fiancée!"

Everyone who frequents taverns knows that most of the new side dishes are made by the Ji family's only daughter. The young woman spends all day at home studying food. She's so fragile, yet she's able to produce silver ingots. If she hadn't been matched with the Qin family's boy early on, with this skill, her door would probably be trampled down by now...

Everyone was silent upon hearing this, their expression unchanged. Even Qin Qiqi wasn't surprised at all, she just turned her face away.

Obviously everyone knew the truth, but one by one they were trying to match the engaged man with Qi Qi. Qin Wu choked.

Qin San didn't look at his stubborn second brother. "Broad shoulders, lean back, strong legs and hips. I wonder how many young women I, as the adjutant, will charm when I get promoted in the future!"

As for why it was a young woman, and not a young girl, he and his fourth brother exchanged glances, which were profound. A young woman, hey, only then did he understand the charm of this figure and physique.

Qin Er: ...I am speechless!

He tore off half of the steamed bun and handed it to the backrest. Wangcai stretched his neck, took the bun in his mouth, and chewed it in small bites without moving his body...

Wangshu touched the back of his neck and asked the man sitting next to him, who was munching on a meat bun, "Why does my neck feel cold?"

Qin Xiuyuan was a little surprised when he heard this. He stepped back and leaned to the side while replying, intentionally or unintentionally putting the man in the shadow in front of him. He handed the bun over and said, "Don't look back. The general and his entourage are watching us from the pavilion on the mountainside."

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