Chapter 21: Iron Gun Alley
"You're talking nonsense."
Fang Xiaoliu immediately jumped out to defend the big talent in her mind. "You don't even know Qin Huizhi's birthday, why do you say that they are mutually beneficial?"
Tian Shiyi was irritable at this time, and he didn't have the heart to quarrel with a little girl, so he said casually: "The white-bearded old fairy told me in a dream last night, can't you?" ”
Xiao Liuyou refused to compromise, and said angrily: "Why didn't the old fairy give me a dream? ”
"The old fairy said you were too stupid." Tian Shiyi was angry and died, but he didn't pay for his life.
"You ......"
Fang Xiaoliu angrily pointed at Tian Shiyi, but he couldn't use force, so he was so angry that he stomped his feet and sat aside to sulk.
Baihua looked at the two bickering, and sighed secretly, not wanting to join the ranks of childishness, and at the same time being a little more curious about Shishilang.
There is a saying that curiosity kills cats, but they don't know that curiosity can also kill people.
Fang Baihua guessed in her heart all day about Shishilang's origin, knowledge, wisdom, cunning, and mystery, and in the end she didn't know if she could guess the reason, but that person had lived in her heart for a long time, and she didn't know if she could get out of her heart.
The most sincere is Niu Gao, he also patted Tian Shiyi's shoulder and said, "Brother Eleven, I believe you." ”
has been upgraded from Brother Tian to Brother Eleven, it can be seen that Tian Shiyi has been upgraded to a trustworthy object in Niu Gao's heart. Although he is a brother, not a brother, but a rough person like Niu Gao, once he truly believes in a person, he will trust him to the end, even if he faces the Daoshan oil pot.
Tian Shiyi was a little moved by Niu Gao's trust, but Niu Gao continued: "My old cow was born at the second moment, and I will help me see it in the future. ”
Baihua burst out laughing, and Eleven almost vomited blood. Niu Gao's words are simply a slap in the face, the two of them don't know the eight characters of their birthdays, and they are not ashamed to say that they are mutually restrictive, and only a simple person like Niu Gao can believe it.
The three boxes were cut to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and the net profit was nearly fifty yuan, which was already comparable to a small gambling house.
Baihua didn't know where to take out an account book and remember it seriously.
Tian Shiyi stood aside and watched strangely, and found that the five girls' bookkeeping method was also the flow method, but it was very troublesome to classify statistics and add and subtract income and expenditure.
Shaking his head, he took a piece of paper, Tian Shiyi took the brush and drew a simple table upside down. The form was divided into three columns, and Tian Shiyi began to explain the simplest method of collection and payment bookkeeping to the five girls.
This bookkeeping method is simple and easy to understand, the accounts are clear, and the balance can be settled one by one, so it is very quick to get started. The five girls kept accounts under the dim oil lamp every night, and the foundation was very solid, but after listening to Shiyi Lang's explanation, she realized the cleverness of this bookkeeping method.
Subsequently, Tian Shiyi drew a few crooked symbols with a brush, but Baihua didn't recognize any of them.
"Ahh Baihua repeated it strangely, and I didn't know that Ahrabo was Arabic.
"Why is your handwriting so ugly? The posture of holding the pen is also incorrect. "What Fang Xiaoliu focuses on is obviously different from Baihua.
After being reminded by Xiaoliu, Baihua realized this and looked at Eleven Lang in surprise.
Although after two lifetimes of experience, the cheeky Tian Shiyi still blushed a little. He said in his heart: Where did I think about crossing, I knew that I would practice calligraphy. If you use a pencil, you can see the extraordinary nature of this son. In other words, Ben Gongzi's sketch works have won awards, but unfortunately this is the Song Dynasty, I'm afraid no one knows how to appreciate it.
Letting go of the doubts in his heart, Baihua began to use new methods and numbers to keep accounts. At first, it was extremely slow, but after a while, it gradually became faster, and Fang Baihua also tasted the conciseness of this accounting method and numbers, and couldn't help but look up at Shiyi Lang several times.
The image of Eleven Lang in her mind is also more mysterious and taller.
Chickens may hatch from eggs, eggs may be laid by chickens, and it is impossible to determine whether there is a chicken or an egg first. But this Arabic numeral could not have been conjured out of thin air, Fang Baihua asked about the origin of this number.
Tian Shiyi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said nonsense, it was a big cannibal from the sea, and many people should have seen it.
Fang Baihua was skeptical when she heard it, but she felt that there was some truth in this statement.
With Fang Xiaoliu's out-of-the-box temperament, he naturally wanted to try it when he saw such a novelty.
Xu pointed all the skill points to be rude and naughty, Fang Xiaoliu spent a lot of effort, but finally failed to learn the simple and easy-to-understand numbers.
Tian Shiyi comforted at the right time: "Don't worry, it'll be fine after a while." ”
Fang Xiaoliu couldn't learn it all the time, and he was very irritable in his heart, and when he heard this, he hurriedly asked happily, "Can you learn it after a while?" ”
Tian Shiyi replied: "After a while, you will get used to the days when you can't learn." ”
Originally, he was still angry because of Qin Hui's matter, but he was teased again at this time, Fang Xiaoliu could no longer hold back the anger in his heart.
She slammed the brush on the table with a "snap", and shouted angrily: "Tian Shiyi, I am inseparable from you." ”
After that, Xiaoliu walked away with tears in his eyes.
Baihua looked up at her niece's pitiful back, and said helplessly to Eleven Lang: "I think you and Xiaoliu are destined to fight each other, why did you make this child angry again?" ”
Tian Shiyi touched his nose, he was also a little inexplicable, for some reason, as soon as he saw Fang Xiaoliu, he wanted to bully her intentionally or unintentionally. Is it because of her rudeness, or because of her beauty and cuteness?
……
Nothing was said all night.
Early the next morning, Tian Shiyi was dragged by the five girls to the market to buy goods, and the three treasure boxes had to be filled to continue to make huge profits.
As for the business of the ice fruit shop, even Fang Baihua, a small money fan, looked down on it.
Fang Xiaoliu also got up early in the morning, but he also didn't go to the ice fruit shop, but came to Jinguifang in Hangzhou City.
The name Jin Gui Fang is a bit extravagant, but unfortunately it is an inferior place in Hangzhou City. The three religions and nine streams in the fang are all-encompassing, and the public security is also the worst place in the whole Hangzhou city. Countless dirty transactions in the shadows, fugitives who evade the government's arrest, and secret prostitutes who are half-hidden are everywhere.
Under the vicious, greedy, or vicious gaze, the carriage ran over the sewage and crossed the ground and marched into the only clean and tidy iron gun alley in the square.
Seeing the carriage enter the alley, all eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, just as the wicked died en masse in an instant.
In Jin Kwai Fong, no one dares to enter Iron Gun Alley for no reason, no one dares to provoke the guests of Iron Gun Alley, and no one even dares to look directly at this narrow alley. Because, there is only one family living in that alley, and there is one teacher and one apprentice in the family. The apprentice's name is called Monk Fang, and the master is called "Iron Spear Wang Yin" according to legend.
The old wooden door was half-hidden, Fang Xiaoliu got out of the carriage, pushed open the wooden door and walked in, familiar with the road.
In the courtyard, a square-faced middle-aged man was taking a sip of the old wine in the glass, and the knuckles of the hand holding the wine glass were thick, and the calluses on his hands seemed to be thicker than the palms of his hands.
Seeing that Fang Xiaoliu entered the courtyard, the middle-aged man who replaced tea with wine early in the morning said with a smile: "Yesterday's old wine is still finished, why are you here again?" ”
He spoke slowly, smiled gently, and looked a little like a simple old peasant. If there are outsiders present, they will never dare to believe that this is the famous iron spear king in the green forest.
Fang Xiaoliu smiled sweetly and said: "Rice wine is always lighter, and today Xiaoliu brought his thirty-year-old daughter red to his uncle." ”
As he spoke, Xiao Liu put a jar of mud-sealed old wine on the table.
Wang Yin smiled dumbly and said, "Yesterday it was the regiment that trained Wood, who is going to be unlucky today?" ”