On weekdays, everyone gets along very well, and Sister-in-law Liu is not surprised, waving a big iron spoon neatly, this spoon and that bowl, and the bottom of the pot will be seen in less than a moment.

The handymen walked to the side of the board, added salt and vinegar and other things to the soup according to their own taste, and finally squatted on the edge of the straw hut, took a bite of cake and soup, and ate it carefully.

In such a wet and cold weather, a bowl of hot mutton soup is the best enjoyment in the world. No one is willing to let the wonderful taste in their mouth disappear quickly, and if they can stay for a while, they will be happy for a while...

Dong Rong and the others were in a very good mood while listening to the laughter of everyone outside while drinking the soup, Dong Ping kept drinking the soup bowl to the bottom before saying, "The food at home is still delicious, and the academy canteen has not even steamed japonica rice recently." I heard that it was a great drought in the south, and the price of grain had risen. ”

Great drought? Rising food prices? Dong Rong's heart jumped inexplicably when she heard this, and she subconsciously put down the soup bowl in her hand. This summer was hotter and less rainy than usual, and she was only happy that her ice cubes were good to sell, but she forgot that this would be a disaster for a country like Daqi, which is based on agriculture. In the previous life, the world was extremely rich in materials, and there was no danger of running out of food no matter how big the drought and flood disasters were, so she never thought of preparing some food to store.

Aunt Cao thought that Dong Rong was frightened by the impending famine, so she comforted, "Sister Rong, don't be afraid, our Qingxian County is a well-known feng shui treasure here, and it guarantees harvest in drought and flood." If there is a shortage of food on the mountain in winter, you... Well, you can let the pillar go to your aunt and carry some back, and you won't be hungry. ”

Dong Rong guessed that the old lady was not good at talking about Mrs. Cao's stinginess, so she was so vague, she was grateful and couldn't bear the old lady to bother, so she quickly talked about it and turned it over.

Although Aunt Cao is reasonable and kind-hearted, in the final analysis, she is just an old peasant woman and lacks the vision to overlook the whole situation. This year, there is a big drought since the early spring, and the three seasons of grain in the south will definitely be harvested, and now the mountains and fields are still full of green, as long as you are diligent enough, it is not difficult to find some wild vegetables and fruits to fill your stomach. But when the weather cools down, I'm afraid that the disaster will begin.

After the winter, the victims not only need food to survive, but also to replant seeds, if the wind and rain are good, by the first season of grain harvest, the disaster is over. If God does not show mercy as usual, then this disaster will become bigger and bigger, and maybe it will spread somewhere. Therefore, it is still extremely necessary to prepare more food.

Dong Rong couldn't sit still when she had her thoughts, and finally looked forward to having lunch, and Aunt Cao went to the next room with the old lady to take a nap. She hurriedly took out the account book and straw paper, and calculated it with a quill brush in her hand.

Although the ice cube business can be regarded as a daily income, it takes a lot of money to buy an orchard, and the various renovation and construction, together with the wages of a group of handymen, are also a lot of daily expenses. In this way, she still has less than 200 taels of silver in her hand, according to the current calculation of 15 catties of japonica rice and 18 catties of fine noodles, she can only save 6,000 catties of each, that is, about 60 bags.

At first glance, this may seem like a lot of food. But if it was only their husband and wife plus Dong Ping's master and servant, so much rice and noodles would be enough to eat for four or five years, but if you count the handymen in the orchard and the relatives and friends who need help, it will be a little insufficient. Of course, if you buy more coarse grains such as bud flour and millet, you will have more.

Dong Ping and Silly Zhu saw that Dong Rong was busy writing calculations as soon as he put down his job, and they came to see what was going on in curiosity, but the crooked handwriting on the paper made the two people look at each other, and they didn't understand what it meant.

Dong Ping couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what are you writing?" ”

"I'm counting how much money I have in my house, and how much will I have if I buy rice and grain?" Dong Rong originally responded casually, but when she raised her eyes and saw her brother's face full of doubts, she realized that she was in a hurry just now, and what she wrote down were Arabic numerals, no wonder her brother couldn't read it.

She thought about it for a moment and smiled, "This is a calculation method that I have learned from my peers before, and it is much easier to keep accounts and settle accounts." If you want to learn, you can learn from your sister when you have time. ”

After saying that, she found that Silly Zhu was staring at those numbers very seriously, so a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, remembering a report she had read on TV in her previous life. It was a stupid child, with very poor self-care skills, but he was extremely talented in music conducting, and was praised by many professionals. Maybe the pillar is also this kind of genius who lacks mind but is dominant in a certain field, thinking like this, she tentatively coaxed, "Pillar, this number is addition, subtraction, and it is interesting to be ever-changing." You also learn from me, and if you save your private money in the future, you won't be afraid that people will steal it. ”

The corners of Silly Zhu's mouth twitched very vaguely, but when he raised his face, he smiled, "Okay, I'll learn." ”

Dong Rong didn't expect it to be so easy to tempt success, so she hurriedly hammered the final tone, "Okay, I'll start teaching you in a while." ”

After speaking, she handed the list to Dong Ping and instructed, "Brother Ping, when you take a nap, you can rush back to the city, let Sister-in-law Qiu and them help, buy all these food and use things on the list, and store them in the wing." ”

Dong Ping originally wanted to ask his sister when she learned such a strange counting method with someone, but when she heard her sister explain the matter, she put this thought aside for the time being. He glanced at the list, and saw that in addition to rice, flour, oil, salt, cloth and other things, he asked, "Sister, the price of grain has risen, so our family can prepare more food." Why do you have to prepare so much vegetable oil and salt, and there is still bud wine? What if it has been left for a long time and becomes moldy and rotten? ”

Dong Rong waved his hand and earnestly taught his younger brother who was stupid to read, "These are all daily necessities, and once there is a shortage of food, these necessities will also rise." Moreover, if there is a severe drought in the south, if there is really no harvest, the government will definitely transfer grain from the north if it wants to provide disaster relief, and perhaps this year's grain tax will be much higher than in previous years, and every household will be hungry at that time. It doesn't hurt if we stock up on more food. ”

Dong Ping nodded again and again when he heard this, and even a look of surprise flashed in the depths of the stupid pillar's eyes. Dong Rong didn't have time to look at the two of them, took out the key and opened the cabinet and took out all the silver tickets and gave them to his younger brother, "In the past two days, you have to buy this matter first, and when the academy starts, I will hand it over to Du Juan's sister-in-law, and I will try to rush over to help as soon as possible." ”

Dong Ping felt that his sister was trusted, nodded very seriously, and then refused to stay for a moment, and rushed back to the city with Xizi.

Dong Rong watched her younger brother go away and breathed a long sigh of relief. It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. She had already made arrangements for the impending disaster, and it was up to heaven to decide whether it would be useful or not, which was not something that she could control as a little woman.

Thinking like this, she threw this matter behind her, and taught Silly Zhu arithmetic with great interest. Xu is stupid Zhu really has some talent in the digital field, Dong Rong only taught it two or three times, and he had already written ten Arabic numerals well, the only bad thing was that the thin quill pen was almost broken by him.

Dong Rong finally found such a usable rough feather by the ditch, and when she saw this, she was distressed and pinched the stupid pillar several times. However, the apprentice is making rapid progress, and she still has a sense of accomplishment in her heart as a master.

When the two continued to study addition and subtraction, Aunt Cao woke up from a nap. The old lady was worried about the work and children at home, Dong Rong left a few words and asked Silly Zhu to give her a ride when she saw that the old lady was resolute, but Silly Zhu only sent her aunt to the entrance of the village and went home under the pretext of having something, and then went directly to Mr. Feng's small courtyard.

Old Doctor Feng has been regretting for half a day that he shouldn't have persecuted his disciples too much, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, the misunderstanding between their mother and son is very deep, and they need to get along slowly to resolve it, how can he open it with a few words. Now that the persuasion can't be solved, but the disciple's scales are exposed, I wonder if this kid is even more resistant to going back to Kyoto?

He was frowning and sighing while drinking tea, when he suddenly saw his disciple come in, he stroked his beard with great relief and smiled, "Huaide, but you figured it out?" ”

Murong Huaide was one foot in the door and one foot outside the door, and he was inevitably stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he smiled and said, "Sir, today the Dong family boiled mutton soup, let Qingfeng bring a bowl back, can I give you a fresh taste?" ”

"Ahh Well, drinking mutton soup in summer is a great supplement. Old Mr. Feng was disappointed, but his disciple's words already meant to make amends and curry favor, and he didn't want to say anything, so he responded to the situation.

Murong Huaide remembered the strange numbers he had just learned, and he couldn't wait to talk to Mr. Wang, and finally picked up a pen and wrote it down. It's a pity that the soft tip of the brush is not as good as goose feathers. So, an order was given, and the goose on the whole slope was killed.

Whether playing in the river, grazing on the hillside, or hiding in the shade, all the great white geese have been plucked from their wings. Under the pain, the big white geese craned their necks and shouted loudly, causing the old dogs to bark wildly.

The owners were so frightened that they let go of their work and ran out to see, and the careful people naturally found some clues, and scolded the naughty boy who bullied the goose to play, but the careless people did not find it and cursed the old dog for nothing to dislike, and for a time the village was like boiling water in a pot, and the sound of angry scolding and scolding was endless.

After Mr. Feng got the newly made quill pen and wrote a few words, he nodded again and again in admiration, "Although this is simple, as long as you prepare a bottle of ink when you go out in the future, you can write at any time, it is difficult for Rong Ya'er to have such a clever idea." ”

A flash of joy flashed in Murong Huaide's eyes, and he struck while the iron was hot and said, "Her way of keeping accounts is also very simple and flexible, the most important thing is that I have never seen it anywhere else." If it is used in the future to store accounts or secret letters, it is extremely hidden. I really don't know how she is so smart as an ordinary woman? ”

Old Mr. Feng glanced at his disciple and smiled helplessly, "It's rare in the world to boast of a housewife like you." ”

Murong Huaide blushed rarely, and coughed dryly twice to justify, "Mr. is not a regular disciple, and he does not judge his talents by the difference between men and women. Disciple..."

(Sorry, it's late for the update, my son has teething and is making trouble, and he started crying in the middle of the night, and it's finally better now.) Thank you for your support and keep up the good work! ）ZM