Mr. Lao Suo is an old man in the industry in the bank, otherwise his title is not Lao Suo, Lao Suo during this period of time in addition to a little situation, he has an account shopkeeper to him to calculate clearly, but he can't figure it out, I don't know what the reason is, Lao Suo is anxious in his heart, I want to figure it out quickly, one day the inn came to a new guest officer, his speech and demeanor are very cold, Lao Suo didn't care, he continued to use the abacus to calculate his account, he was very distressed how to calculate, He smoked his pipe, and the guest ordered a few dishes and drank wine, and in a short time he had finished eating, and he came to the settler's counter drunken and said to him, "How many taels of silver are the shopkeeper?" Mr. Settler put down the pipe in his hand, slowly came to the counter and said to the man: "Ten pennies" The man did not speak and threw ten cents on the cabinet and disappeared, Mr. Reckoning wondered, why was he still drunk just now in the blink of an eye, he didn't think much about it and counted his account again, he thought hard but just couldn't calculate it, he saw the ten pennies thrown by the guest officer just now, he had an idea, as if he thought of something, and finally Mr. Reckoning's account was calculated, and Lao Suo breathed a sigh of relief.

He just wanted to put the ten cents on the cabinet in the drawer, but suddenly his face turned pale with fright, and the ten cents had turned into dark coins.

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