Chapter Seventy-One: Useless is a Scholar

Each baked cake costs three cents, and a bowl of rice porridge costs one penny. But the bookkeeper's ledger had thirteen round pancakes and five large bowls. There are three vertical lines drawn under each baked cake, which is very neat. Under each bowl is a vertical path. These shafts resemble neatly placed matchsticks, and the shopkeeper is counting the matchsticks one by one.

Boom! What an ancient method of arithmetic! What made Qin Li feel ridiculous the most was that the shopkeeper might not have read any books, so it was just that. The skinny monkey-like talent actually looked at the ledger and counted the vertical roads one by one.

Is this Xiucai? Xiucai is at this level of mathematics? Qin Li was stunned for a while.

The Lin family opened a gambling house, and Qin Li clearly remembered that the two guys in the Lin family's gambling house used Jiujiu Song when settling accounts. Although those two guys are shrewd and have been buddies for a long time, they haven't read any books, but the talent in front of them is not as good as those two guys in terms of accounting.

It's really useless, it's a scholar!

The two of them were grinding and chirping and counting the vertical road, and Qin Li, who was counting, felt both ridiculous and upset, and opened his mouth to say, "Don't count, forty-four dollars!" ”

The thin monkey Xiucai and the shopkeeper were stunned, the thin monkey Xiucai turned around and glanced at Qin Li, looking at Qin Li in a green cloth robe, he also looked like a scholar, just as the so-called literati were light, his face was displeased, and he snorted very contemptuously, "Hmph!" Which green onion are you? My money is from a talented background, can't I still count this account? Need you to dictate? ”

Qian Fei raised his pointed chin high, full of arrogance, as if he didn't take Qin Li in his eyes.

Qin Li is not annoyed, it has been almost a year since he traveled through Daming, and he has already understood the sourness of these poor and sour talents. smiled slightly, "I think Brother Qian has a good appearance, and he must be a talent." Hurry up, I'm waiting for the checkout! ”

"Forty-four texts, do you say that forty-four texts are forty-four texts? If it weren't for the forty-four texts, it would be up to Ben Xiu to clean you up! Qian Fei glanced at Qin Li fiercely, then turned his head and continued to count with the shopkeeper.

The two of them finally finished counting, and it was exactly forty-four vertical roads. The shopkeeper was a shrewd man, and immediately smiled at Qin Li and exclaimed, "This brother is really a god operator, a god operator!" ”

Qian Fei's face was slightly red, and he didn't look at Qin Li anymore, and counted out forty-four from the string of copper coins and handed them to the shopkeeper. Then he said indignantly, "Hmph! Ben Xiucai just didn't give you forty-four articles, come, one more article, forty-five articles! ”

Qian Fei threw out another copper coin, then turned around and glanced at Qin Li coldly, stepped forward and patted Qin Li's shoulder, suddenly changed to an old-fashioned face, and said earnestly, "Little brother, do you know that my Qian Fei is a Yangzhou Xiucai, don't you really know how to do quick calculations?" Ben Xiucai just wants the shopkeeper to slowly figure out that these people who don't read are slow in their brains, and Ben Xiucai must let him know that when the time comes, he will say that I deceived him.

At your young age, you see how smart you are, you should study hard at home, read your fame, and come out so arrogant and waste your youth! Do you think you are Yangzhou Qin Li? That kid didn't study but took shit luck, and he gave him a lift, there will be no such thing in our Yangzhou city! Think about it, little brother. Ben Xiucai gives you a good saying: You must be low-key, and then low-key! ”

Qian Fei finally patted Qin Li's shoulder heavily, and then turned away. He spoke clearly, and when he said such a thing to Qin Li, it was like an elder earnestly teaching a junior. Qin Li bowed his waist slightly, looking humbly taught. provoked Lin Yan'er on the side to cover her mouth and eat with a chuckle.

Qian Fei had just taken two steps, but Qin Li grabbed him and asked anxiously, "Brother Qian go slowly, the younger brother hasn't been in Yangzhou for a long time, what happened to Qin Li that Brother Tai just said?" Is he a great guy? ”

"Phew! What a! A gangster who didn't read became a gangster who became a fool of himself by inventing mahjong, deceived the emperor and made him happy, so that the emperor gave him a lifter. Actually, alas! He is a flatterer who is unlearned, unskilled, and unskilled. The kind of person he can't get used to is what he doesn't get used to, and one day when he sees that kid, he must be embarrassed for him. When Qian Fei talked about Qin Li, he was even more disdainful and disdainful.

I really wanted to listen to other people's praise for myself and satisfy my little vanity, but I didn't expect Qian Fei to say this about himself, Qin Li was angry for a while. Especially in front of his little wife Lin Yan'er, he felt a little embarrassed. Qin Li had the idea of teaching this poor and sour talent a lesson.

Qin Li had an idea, smiled indifferently, tried his best to calm himself, and said, "I see, after listening to Brother Tai's words today, I know what kind of person Qin Li is!" But the little brother still doesn't understand a little. Brother Tai just said that Yangzhou people are outstanding and talented, there are many capable people, why are there so many capable people in Yangzhou, but Qin Li invented mahjong, but those capable people, especially those talented people like Brother Tai, are talented and talented, and they are rich and rich, why did they fail to invent mahjong and let Qin Li's kid get the first? ”

"This ...... This, crooked and heretical, Ben Xiucai disdains it! Qian Fei said with an arrogant face.

Qin Li nodded, he had already been mentally prepared, Xiucai, people read a lot of books, especially the thick-skinned Xiucai in front of him, it is not easy to say. He then asked, "Brother Tai just said that you can also use the method of quick calculation, I wonder if Brother Tai can tell me which method of quick calculation you are using?" ”

"This ...... This ...... "Where can Qian Fei have any quick calculation method, and he was stammered by Qin Li's question for a while.

Qin Li smiled slightly, and said, "The younger brother knows that Brother Qian is a real person and does not show his face, and he is not a real person, Brother Qian just told the little brother to be low-key." ”

"Right...... Hehe, this Xiucai is a real person who does not show his face, deliberately hides it, and acts in a low-key manner. Qian Fei's eyes lit up and he said.

Qin Li frowned slightly, looking humbly taught, and said, "The little brother just uses the Ninety-Nine Song." There's no good way to do it! Alas! ”

Next, Qin Li recited the multiplication mantra Nine Nine Songs at a fast speed. In later generations, this is a well-cooked thing that second-grade elementary school students memorize, but to Qian Fei's ears, it is like listening to a book from heaven. The few readers at the same table with Qian Fei frowned even more when they heard it, which was unheard of.

Hehe! A ninety-nine song stunned all their readers, which is really ridiculous!

Seeing their ignorant but disdainful expressions, Qin Li was even more embarrassed, and opened his mouth and said, "Brother Qian is a well-known talent in Yangzhou, and he must be familiar with poetry and songs. The younger brother recently happened to see a poem, I don't know which poet wrote it, and I asked Brother Qian for advice! ”

Speaking of poetry, Qian Fei's interest suddenly increased, and he hurriedly said, "Quickly recite and listen to Ben Xiucai, Ben Xiucai is most proficient in poetry." This Xiucai has learned through the past and the present, and he thinks that he can say the poems of any famous artist, otherwise he will not be able to pass the Xiucai! ”

As he spoke, he smiled at his friends with a smug look on his face.

Lin Yan'er had just heard Qin Li recite the Ninety-Nine Song, and she was very surprised. Secretly said, Xianggong, you are such a weirdo, how many things do you have in your head that I don't know? But you don't read, but today you want to pull out a poem, and you still want to stump the bullish talent in front of you, Xianggong, you just miscalculated, isn't this a cocoon and self-inflicted humiliation?