As soon as the night rises, the faint lanterns hang around the house, and the breeze carries a faint fragrance.

On the shore of Nanyun Lake, the bluestone paved secluded road extends into the distance, there is an elegant pavilion at the end, countless Guilan is planted outside the pavilion, with the breeze rippling, the thick Guilan fragrance is densely entangled in the exquisite pavilion, and the fragrance is refreshing.

The interior of the attic room is exquisite, with a few bamboo windows, a row of bookcases on the left side are full of antique books, and on the right side are exquisite utensils and monuments. A sandalwood long table is placed in the center of the door, and in the porcelain cup on the table, the fragrant blue snail spring is rising. But no one has touched this cup of good Biluochun, because ......

"Why haven't you been here for so long?" The young man in gold and jade was anxiously pacing in the study, occasionally raising his eyes to look out at the night a few times, but the few glances from afar made his heart more anxious.

Following Old Man Su, Ah Zhen leisurely wandered through the path and crossed the arched bridge until he arrived at this exquisite pavilion.

Led Ah Zhen to hurry over, Su Yan saw that the study had arrived, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood outside the door and bowed in, "Second young master, Su Shi brought it." ”

"Here we are." Su Jingyang, who was anxious, heard this, and immediately jumped three feet high in excitement. The fan slapped on the palm of his hand, and he stepped out of the room suddenly, and pulled Ah Zhen into the study with great joy.

"Brother Zhen, the little brother is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally you are here." After pulling him into the desk without delay, he pressed his shoulders with both palms, and forcibly sat him on the chair, before he hurriedly said: "You can help me with these thirteen accounts, right, my little brother has something urgent to go out." When the words fell, he happily walked out of the sandalwood table, as if he had nothing to do, and ran out of the room.

"Wait......" was inexplicably caught in the room, inexplicably pressed to the chair, and inexplicably Ah Zhen shouted at the inexplicable guy: "Su Jingyang, you stop Lao Tzu." ”

"That's right." Hurriedly stepping out, Su Jingyang seemed to think of something, and hurriedly turned around and asked, "Brother Zhen?" You should be literate, right? ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Belch? After answering, Ah Zhen was stunned, is it now a question of whether he can read or not?

"Su Jing ......"

When Su Jingyang heard that he was literate, he suddenly became even happier, his big mouth was like a machine gun, and he said: "Sure enough, it's the same as I thought, how can Brother Zhen be a genius who can't read." robbed him of the right to speak, and the fan pointed to the thirteen books on the wooden case and said: "Brother Zhen, those thirteen books will be sent out tomorrow, don't sleep tonight, help me solve it." That's all, goo-bye! ”

Stunned, he looked at the wooden case along his fan, and sure enough, when he saw the thick tent, Ah Zhen's old face was blushing, and he hurriedly turned his head and shot towards the door frame. "Su Jingyang, ...... you wait?"

Just when Ah Zhen was stunned for less than a second, Su Ershao, who threw him in the room, walked lightly, and in an instant, he walked away.

"Dry ......" couldn't believe that this merry second young man actually threw his mess to him, so he ran away by himself, and even disappeared in an instant.

Seeing him leave like this, Ah Zhen immediately burned with anger, rushed to the door, and scolded at the empty passage: "Su Jingyang, you give me death." ”

"Huh?" Anxious to find his incense mercy, Su Jingfeng turned his head in a daze and looked around, as if someone was calling him? The thief glanced at it a few times before he shrugged his shoulders, immediately picked up a wolf's mouth, and hurried towards the door of the mansion with an itchy heart. My little goblin, brother is back, hey, hey, hey!

"Grass!" Clenching the fist of the green tendons, Ah Zhenpo scolded for nearly half an hour, before he thought that there was no need to waste saliva for this eunuch, turned around and walked into the bookcase with hatred, sat on the sandalwood chair in anger, picked up the cup of Biluochun that had been cooled, and poured it to the bottom before angrily pushing the stack of ledgers on the table.

As soon as the account book fell, Ah Zhen's old face was completely blackened, the green tendons bulged high on his forehead, and he couldn't stand it and rushed to the door again, scolding at the dark dark passage: "Su Jingyang, Lao Tzu cursed your stick and never warped." ”

"Grass!" After scolding, he was still angry, stepped on the burning footsteps, sat back on the chair, pinched a tent as thick as a brick, and tried his best to restrain the urge to tear it up.

Reluctantly, he glanced at the tent in his hand a few times, and Ah Zhen, who was a monk for a day and rang the bell for a day, shot at the middle-aged man with a beard who was standing at the table. Pursed his lips and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Huh?" Seeing that the second young man actually called a slave to settle the account, his jaw had already fallen to the ground. But this minion is even more lawless, jumping and scolding and cursing, scolding is really unprecedented, and after the chin, even the eyeballs fell out.

Ah Zhen, who was very hot, saw that this person was stunned, and he was so angry that he forgot what his identity was, and slapped his big palm on the sandalwood table. "Uh, what, uh? What are you doing with a nasty beard? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu plucked out your nasty beard. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Seeing that this person who replaced the second young man was angry, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed and said: "The villain's name is Su San, and he is the tent in the mansion. "Although this person is wearing the clothes of a subordinate, where is the momentum that a little servant can have without being angry. Shan Ershao's trust in him is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary person, and he dares to break his mouth to Ershao, how can he be a small minion.

Hearing that her surname was Su, Ah Zhen naturally asked, "Are you from Su Mansion?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Su San nodded again and again: "The villain's father is from Sufu, and the villain is naturally a slave of Sufu." ”

"Stupid." Ah Zhen snorted disdainfully, in ancient times, it was the kind of braincase that was a slave for a generation of servants, as long as you are a slave in this life, then your children and grandchildren will be slaves of others for all generations, thinking that he Lin Azhen is a person in the twenty-first century, how can he not spit on this kind of thing of water in the head.

"What...... What the? Su San was puzzled, as if he heard him scold him for being stupid, right?

"Nope." In his heart, he spat on the eighteen generations of Su Sanzu one by one, and then looked at the thirteen accounts on the table with hatred, took a deep breath and said, "What about the computer?" "Finish early and go to bed early, he doesn't have to sleep until the middle of the night before he fucks this stuff.

Su San saw this master asking about the computer, looked at him blankly and asked, "Childe, what is a computer?" ”

"Oh." Remembering that there was no computer at this time in ancient times, Ah Zhen waved his hand and said, "What about the abacus?" "It's a little slower, but it's not much closer.

"What...... What the? Su San was puzzled, not understanding what the master in front of him was talking about.

Seeing that he was stunned, Ah Zhen stretched out his hand and asked. "Abacus!" No, although this ghost world is different from the official history, it can be counted as the early Northern Song Dynasty.

"What...... What is an abacus? Su San asked weakly.

"Holy!" Hearing his rhetorical question, Ah Zhen's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he stared at the mustache in front of him in a daze, unable to believe that he had fallen into some ghost world.

"This ......" looked at the mustache, and then looked at the Pu Ben in his hand, Ah Zhen asked: "There is no abacus, how do you calculate?" ”

"Huh?" Su San saw him and asked how to calculate it? The old face was stunned. Won't he settle accounts? What did the second young man call him for?

"Huh, what!" Ah Zhen raised his old face unhappily and scolded: "I pulled out your obscene beard in Hey, Lao Tzu." ”

"Use ...... with straw paper. Succumbing to obscenity, Su San compared to a large stack of coarse paper on the table and said, "Count on the straw paper." ”

I looked at the table, and sure enough, I saw a large stack of coarse paper strung with strings. Ah Zhen's head was unkempt and empty. After shaking the door of his brain, he realized that he had to use the formula to settle it one by one. Ha......! It's so fucking good, it's back to the school days, which fucking classmate is sitting next to you? Isn't it a beauty? Do you want to give it a bubble?

I. II, III, IV, Wu ......

Convert large piles of traditional Chinese numbers into Arabic numerals, and count them one by one on the straw paper with formulas. Grandma Liu's speed, Ah Zhen is really stuck in her throat with a mouthful of blood, and she can't spray it when she wants to. There was a fire in the chest, and as the snail slowly crawled, it burned more and more.

Seeing that the master in front of him was immersed in his head and began to settle accounts, Su San began to grind the ink, but the more he grinded, the more question marks on his head, I don't understand what this uncle is doing dancing dragons and snakes on the draft? I saw that he drew a large pile of things on the rough grass, some of them were vertical, some were like ducks, some were like ears, and flags, and gourds, and sickles, and hoes, and then there were many crosses, and tens, and some of them were incomprehensible. But what's incredible is that he really used these ghost symbols to calculate the account.

"Tonghai store seven thousand five hundred taels." It didn't count until ten pages, and Ah Zhen's fingers cramped and foamed at the mouth. After writing down the traditional numbers in the ledger, the whole person suddenly weakened.

"No more." Throwing away the brush in his hand, he collapsed and lay down on the chair, and said to Su San, who was grinding ink: "If you continue to count like this, you won't be able to count it until tomorrow, and you will be tired to death." ”

Su San, who was grinding ink, shook his head vigorously: "The speed of the son is already a god's speed, more than twice as fast as the second young master." ”

"How?" Hearing that it was more than twice as fast, Ah Zhenhu was suspicious, sat up straight and asked, "Didn't he say that he was going to send him away tomorrow?" ”

"That's the way it is, but when didn't it drag on for ten days and half a month?" Su San pointed to the thirteen account books on the table and said: "Every time, the second young master has to delay until he can no longer delay the liquidation, and every time the liquidation is delayed, it will be delayed for ten days and half a month." ”

"Su ...... Clean...... Yang! After hearing these words, Ah Zhen jumped up from the chair suddenly, ran to the door again in a rage, and once again scolded the dark dark passage: "Su Jingyang, Lao Tzu cursed you to have flower willow disease, and the stick was rotten and sore." ”

In the drunken collar pavilion, Xiang Lian was wearing a red belly pocket, wearing a profane skirt at the waist, she was delicate and lovely sitting on the soft couch, the profane skirt was raised high, and a pair of jade-like fat legs were lying on an obscene head, and Xiang Lian had a pair of Qianqianyu hands lightly pressing the brain door on her jade legs.

Suddenly......

"Ah......" Shu Can's brain shook slightly, and he screamed softly.

"What about Ershao? Is the mercy too heavy? ”

"No, no, no." Su Jingyang raised the tail finger of his hand and gouged out his ears, and said suspiciously: "It seems that someone is scolding me." ”

"Giggle...... Xiang Lian thought he was teasing her, giggled twice, and then nudged the head on the jade leg and said, "Er Shao is making people happy again." ”

"Hey......" Su Jingyangjue's self was too sensitive, lying flat and looking up from the bottom, he saw a beautiful appearance above, the pervert's arm became huge, wrapped around Xiang Pian's tender neck, gently picked the knot on her belly pocket, and said with a lewd smile: "Poor sister, why are you still wearing a belly pocket?" ”

"Ershao, you're bad, you're bad." Xiang Lian Jiao slapped him twice, but a pair of small tender arms followed him, relieved the belly belt behind his back, and showed him a large piece of incense powder, which made the second young man satisfied.

After cursing Su Jingyang again, Ah Zhen walked back to the sandalwood table angrily, rested his hand on the table and knocked for a while before asking, "Is there a carpenter in the house?" ”

"Carpenter?" Su San saw that he cursed the second young man for half an hour, and shook his head in a daze and replied: "There is no carpenter in the house." ”

"There's always something in the city, right?"

"Absolutely." Su San nodded as a matter of course, and asked suspiciously: "Childe, what do you want the carpenter to do?" ”

"Go and get one back at once, and ask the carpenter to bring the tools and wood." Let him do these elementary school problems again, it's strange that he doesn't vomit blood

"This ......" Su San nodded, "Childe, what do you want the craftsman to do?" ”

"You'll find out later, why are you so curious?" turned his unhappy face and glared at Su San, and snorted: "Go right away, find someone with better skills." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Seeing that this hot uncle was unhappy again, Su San hurriedly bowed a few times, and then ran towards the night with a puff of smoke.

As soon as Su San left, Ah Zhencai walked around the table again, picked up the brush angrily, drew the abacus and the frame on the paper, and scolded at the same time: "Damn Su Jingfeng, you eunuch, Lao Tzu cursed you to dream and dream of three feet and three feet of love." ”

The full moon rises slowly, and the willows are still around.

Su San, who had left, soon led a skilled carpenter to rush towards the study.

"Childe, this is the carpenter master with the highest craftsmanship in Hangzhou." Stepping into the room, Su San was introduced without delay.

When Ah Zhen saw a rugged old man, he immediately picked up the drawing on the table, stepped forward and handed it to him, "Can you get me a picture of this kind of thing?" ”

The guy who was carrying the life on his back, the carpenter Weiwei took the sketch from Ah Zhen's hand, looked at it three times, and immediately nodded: "Okay." ”

"How long will it take?" Hearing this, Ah Zhen said urgently: "I'm in a hurry, the sooner the better." ”

Looking at the sketch carefully, the carpenter said slowly: "The frame will be ready soon, but it will take some time for these dozens of beads." ”

"How long?"

"Two hours."

"Okay." Glancing at the full moon that had just risen outside the room, he said urgently: "Do it now, give it to me at the end of the time." ”

"No problem." When the words fell, the rugged old man immediately untied the tools behind him, sawed and cut on the spot, and got busy.

Ah Zhen saw that the carpenter was busy, and he had nothing to do for a while, and he was a little hungry and called to Su San next to him: "You stay here, I'll go to eat first, and I'll be back in two hours." ”

"Oh. Good! Su San was confused, and he didn't understand how settling accounts turned into carpentry work, but his uncle didn't count, and his small account treasury couldn't do anything.

After glancing at the busy old man sitting on the ground, Ah Zhen stepped out of the threshold satisfied. After struggling in his heart, he sighed lightly and walked in the direction of Banghua Pavilion. Doesn't she Miss Su like that dog lifter? What are you doing in a hurry to see him? As she said, he's just a minion, isn't he?