"Huh!" Tian Shiyi laughed dryly.

Fang Xiaoliu was only proud, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be avoiding Tian Wugui and the little aunt, and hurriedly pretended to suddenly remember things and said, "Ah, by the way, I still have something to do, let's go first." ”

didn't wait for Tian Shiyi to speak, but a touch of red clothes had already disappeared into the flow of people, and his body was slippery like a fish.

Tian Shiyi felt his legs weaken for a while, and just as Emma was already gasping for breath, she brought two disguised Tianci sergeants over.

Brother Eleven was a little depressed in his heart, Liang Hongyu can be called a generation of famous generals, and she is a famous anti-gold heroine, if she had known that it was her, she would rather swallow her anger and consider herself a liar and a scumbag than provoke her.

It's not because I'm afraid, but because I admired this woman very much in my previous life. In this life, they can see each other, and they should have made good friends, but they became enemies when they didn't think about it. There is also Fang Xiaoliu who left a complete name and address, and I am afraid that there will be conflicts in the future.

"It's just that it's a little too flat, I don't know if it can grow again in the future." Tian Shiyi thought cheaply.

At this time, the people who drew the lottery were almost gone, and the people of the Sanxiang Association and the Tianci Army were finishing up, and Tian Shiyi felt that he should go back to the restaurant to have a look.

As soon as he heard that Zong Ze, Li Gang, Qin Hui and others were all in the restaurant, Brother Eleven immediately dispelled the idea of "sending himself to the door", and felt that it was a good idea to go back to the cruise ship to raise his legs.

At this time, there were already a lot of bookkeepers gathered in the restaurant, all of them looking at the three questions with a sad face.

There is an account room who is secretly scolding the person who made the question in his heart, and the heart said that it is more difficult for you to solve the question, and we can't do it because we don't have enough knowledge. But can't you come out with one, but here you put three ways out. If you can't solve any of the three questions, where can we put our faces?

The officials and wealthy men gathered together in twos and threes, some talking about Mr. Xilou's masterpieces, and some guessing the true identity of the great poet Xilou, but no one talked about those three topics.

At this time, the Great Song Dynasty paid attention to "everything is inferior, only reading is high", arithmetic, gewu, etc. are all regarded as miscellaneous studies, and they cannot be put on the stage at all, and some people will even be ashamed of this.

Zong Ze insisted on his own judgment, believing that the one who wrote poetry and the one who opened a restaurant must be no different from Tian Shiyi. Li Gang and Qin Hui did not agree with the old man Zong's point of view, thinking that a scoundrel boy who was not serious to the level of "a scumbag" could not be a great poet with a noble character, let alone write such good sentences as "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat".

King Hui and the Kochi Mansion were talking in a low voice, also guessing the true identity of the great poet Xilou, and discussing how to present those good words and sentences to His Majesty. Fastest update s.. sm..

Because I was blocked when I saw the problem left by Mr. Xilou, most of them stayed on the second floor.

The decoration on the second floor is somewhat similar to the booth of later generations, each of which is separated by some flowers or screens, and there is a feeling of being in the garden, which is definitely worthy of being appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

Wang Shaowu sat behind the swing-like card seat partition, listening to the waitress constantly explaining to him many promotional methods such as membership cards and stored value cards.

It stands to reason that the restaurant should be open at this time, but these officials and wealthy gentlemen refused to dine, and secondly refused to leave, and they were bent on fighting with those three problems, so that the restaurant could not receive waves of diners who came and left.

If it weren't for the face of those congratulatory gifts, Chief Pu Da estimated that he would start driving people out without the eleventh brother explaining.

Just when everyone in the building began to get irritable, a voice finally came from the first floor.

"Coming, coming......"

The so-called came, since the foreign aid invited by the officials and gentry and wealthy families arrived. can make everyone give high hopes, and I think it must be some famous in arithmetic.

The name of the person who came was Ping Daoren, not a Taoist priest, but a thick man with thick arms, thick legs and a big head in his thirties, with a thick beard on his face, and he looked more like a martial artist.

Ping Daoren was originally a master craftsman who was the general supervisor of the Hangzhou Prefecture, in other words, the head of the craftsman, and it is said that he has been immersed in the ancient book "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" for many years, and no one can match him in arithmetic.

Hei Daoren came to the second floor with everyone's expectations and bowed to King Hui and the Kochi Mansion.

Kochifu nodded and hummed softly, and King Hui didn't even raise his eyelids.

A craftsman, in the eyes of the Song people, whose literati status is so lofty that it is sacred, is not much different from those thieves and soldiers. If you show a good face to a craftsman here, you will be criticized in the future.

Ping Dao Renxian was mentally prepared for this situation, or he had long been accustomed to the old men treating him like this, so he didn't show any dissatisfaction, got up and went straight to the third floor.

Seeing that Ping Daoren went up to the third floor, everyone rushed to the third floor, which naturally included the two big bosses of King Hui and Kochifu, and the three of Zong Ze hurriedly followed.

Coming to the door of "You Feng Laiyi", two women in plain white dresses, one left and one right, bowed down to Ping Daoren together, and said with a smile: "Welcome!" ”

Ping Daoren was stunned, half a life, it was the first time he had seen such a novel restaurant.

The officials behind him began to urge, and Ping Daoren hurriedly gathered his mind and read the first question softly.

"There are 3 people staying in the guest house, 10 wen per person, a total of 30 wen. The shopkeeper said that he was a regular customer, so he recovered 5 yuan, and the guy stole 2 yuan and gave them 3 yuan 1 yuan each. In this way, they spent 9 wen yuan per person, a total of 27 wen yuan, plus the 2 wen yuan that the guy stole and took, a total of 29 wen yuan. Q: Where did the 1 penny go? ”

Looking at the problems that stumped all the officials and gentlemen in front of him, Ping Daoren was stunned. Is this arithmetic? How do you feel that this question has a kind of cheap taste?

After thinking for a while, Ping Daoren shook his head and gave up, setting his sights on the second question.

"Six pigs have to cross the river, of which the mother and son are each in a team, divided into three teams. The first team of mother and child will row; The second team of mothers will, children will not; The third team of mothers will too, and the children will not. There is a boat, and only two pigs can be held at a time, and the mother pig has to protect her baby, otherwise other sows will eat her baby. All 6 pigs have to cross the river safely, so what should they do? ”

Master Ping opened his mouth wide, and the pig demon with long hands and long legs began to row a boat in his head.

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