Two scholars competed and asked the people to come up with questions, which can be called unique. Originally, the people just took a look, because they instinctively respected the readers, even if they watched and watched, they didn't dare to come out in the periphery, for fear of disturbing this group of Wenqu stars.

Even if the group of literati picked up stones and beat people, the people didn't dare to say anything, the literati must know more truths than them, maybe there is something they don't know.

They have also heard of the name of the Fifth Highness, the good poems written at a young age, and the victory in the north, is a good seed born by our Emperor Ming. He is so confident, could it be that he really has the chance to win?

But looking at the scholar with a personable and confident face above, and the man with a black and white face and a timid expression, the people couldn't make up their minds, and they began to discuss one by one.

Some people say that His Highness is so confident that the people of Semu will definitely win. Some people also say that the scholar is a reading seed at a glance, how can he not count the number of butcher shops with a full stomach. In short, among the people, the noise began to rise.

Because of Zhu Su's words, they suddenly became the examiners, and this fresh feeling slowly made them no longer regard the group of literati as gods, and also allowed them to replace the literati gathered together and become the center of this incident.

"Hehe, Your Highness, take a look." The butcher shop owner was embarrassed to wipe the dirty booklet on his body, and then knelt on the ground and presented his hands to one of Zhu Su's personal guards. Zhu Su hurriedly asked him to stand up, and flipped through the "account book" casually, only to see that it was scattered with records of the price of pigs collected by the butcher, how many taels of pigs were sold today, and the selling price of a pound of meat.

"Tie Zhong, Yi Zimei, come here." Zhu Susan saw at a glance that this account book was just a bit complicated, and it was enough to calculate it with primary school knowledge, so he put the account book on the table that had just been moved. "Give you a stick of incense time, and count it together."

"After the calculation, it does not have to be published. Wait for the other party to finish the calculation, and then check. ”

"Xizhi, get them two abacus. Folks, whether it is fair or not, you are all witnesses. ”

This law is concise and fair, and the people have no objections. However, many of the literati had ugly faces, and felt that it was really insulting to let these ordinary people who couldn't read big characters ask questions. But the fifth prince above is not a master to be messed with, he can propose a fight, and he has already made concessions. If they get an inch more, maybe this one will take out the hot air balloon again and send them to the sky for a tour.

After the last time the three elders of Pingyang went to the sky, they all peed their pants in public when they returned to the ground, and their reputation has been discredited since then. Since then, these scholars have regarded this hot air balloon as a tiger, and only regarded it as something evil......

So Tie Zhong and Yi Zimei, in full view of everyone, gathered on the table, took the paper and began to calculate.

Yi Zimei looked at the dirty iron clock on her body, and saw that the account book was crooked, and it was still full of greasy grease, and she almost wanted to gause. But the matter has come to this point, and as long as you endure the nausea, you can start to calculate. He had really read a few books of arithmetic and knew how to count, so although the account book was difficult, it could not be difficult for him.

After thinking for a while, I felt that I had encountered a bottleneck, scratching my ears and cheeks, I couldn't help but sneak a glance to the side, and saw that the iron clock was writing many crooked characters on the paper like a painting charm, and I didn't even use an abacus, and what I did was obviously contrary to the scriptures, and I couldn't help but despise in my heart: "This barbarian can't even write." At this level, how can I be my opponent? ”

Just thinking like this, he saw the iron bell put the brush down, picked up the paper in his hand and said to Zhu Su: "Your Highness, the villain is finished." ”

The onlookers suddenly shouted, although it was only a small butcher shop, but the account was also a finger thick, how could it be finished so quickly? Even Zhu Su was surprised, accepted the manuscript paper he offered, and scanned the steps of the operation up and down, and found that there were no mistakes or omissions.

"There are still such talents in my house?" Zhu Su was secretly surprised in his heart, but his face was silent, and he only let Tie Zhong wait on the side. Tie Zhong hurriedly responded, but he didn't dare to sit, so he only found a corner to stand aside, still with a panicked face.

"In the world, how can anyone be so fast!" Yi Zimei was a little panicked, but when she saw the look on the iron bell's face, she remembered the ghost drawing talisman on the paper just now, and she became more calm: The iron bell must not be able to learn, maybe it is just a house slave randomly found by the Fifth Highness, and even the butcher dealer may be the person who the Fifth Highness found to set up a bureau.

There is no conclusion on this matter, and even the meat seller himself is ignorant, and when the time comes, His Royal Highness will say that Tie Zhong is right, and no one can do anything about him. I should be cautious and make no mistake in every step, and if His Highness is unfair at that time, I can ask all my colleagues to count it together, so that I can do justice for me.

With so many colleagues counted together, the Fifth Highness wants to set up a situation, and he can't argue. After refuting this Fifth Highness who proposed a new study, I became a hero who inherited Cheng Zhu's lineage, and my future is limitless from then on......

Yi Zimei was extremely cautious, and every step was made to be correct, and the scholars and people in the audience did not dare to make a sound, lest they disturb him.

Zhu Su was also patient and never said a word, but this person had been calculating for too long, which made Zhu Su feel more and more irritable. Finally, when a stick of incense was about to burn out, he stopped his pen and abacus, gently blew the page in his hand, and offered it with confident hands: "Your Highness, please take a look, this is the answer calculated by the student." ”

"Hmm." Zhu Su took the page, only to see that the paper was densely packed with fly-headed small letters, and Zhu Su was dizzy when he saw it, so he simply didn't look at the process, and looked directly at the answer. I almost didn't laugh out loud at this look, but fortunately, I have gone through a lot of training in the past few years, and I can't hold back anymore. Only a meaningful smile was left at the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth and said, "In this case, this king will make your answer public." ”

"Yi Zimei calculated that this boss's butcher shop was in Hongwu for five years, and he made a profit of one hundred and thirty-two taels of silver." When these words were spoken, the people immediately let out a cry of admiration. Zhu Su smiled and said: "This old brother, congratulations, if it is calculated by this Yi student, you can do a good business, it is really a good deal!" ”

The people looked at the butcher with envious eyes, but the butcher looked puzzled, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

"The answer to the Iron Bell. Hmm......" Zhu Su picked up another manuscript paper, "Tie Zhong calculated, brother, you were ...... in Hongwu for five years last year"

"Selling meat throughout the year, a total loss of about 23 taels and 5 yuan...... Judging by his answer, brother, you're a loss-making business! ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and the two calculated together, and they calculated a profit and a loss, two completely different answers, and the gap was so big, it can be called the opposite of each other. Yi Zimei was overjoyed and shouted: "It's ridiculous, if there are still losses, why does this butcher continue to do this business?" ”

"This iron brother is completely nonsense, smiling and generous! It can be seen that those who study science are familiar with one book and everything. ”

"If you don't understand the sages, you can't be an official. Even a butcher shop can be wrong, how can I take on the responsibility of a herdsman for my Ming Dynasty? ”

"That's not right." But it was the butcher who spoke up. "If I said that I still earned more than a hundred taels, why do I feel that my money is getting tighter and tighter?"

"The family didn't have much money last year, so it must be the scholar's fault! This brother surnamed Tie, tell me, where did I lose money? ”

"Why do I calculate it at home, but I never figure it out?"

"You're missing the cost of food for pigs." Tie Zhong saw Zhu Su nodding in agreement, and only then stepped forward to explain to him. "From May to July, there was hail in Fengyang Mansion, and I should have been cold for several months."

"In those months, the grain production was reduced, and the grain price was quite high, even the bran you used to feed the pigs also needed to be bought at a high price."

"In addition, I can see from your account book that you bought a few piglets in May, but did not sell them in June, July and August. I think it's because of the defeat in Lingbei in those months, there are few banquets in Beijing, and those restaurants collect less pork from you. ”

"The piglets are stuck in their hands, but they still want to eat generously. One increase and one decrease is a real loss. ”

While he said, Yi Zimei was stunned. How can there be a gluten thing? He didn't notice at all.

In the corner of the account book, there are indeed a few messy places to remember the geometry of the dressing bought. But what does that have to do with pig farming?

Although the iron bell was bland, it made the butcher seem to be enlightened. He slapped his stomach and said loudly, "Ah! That's it! I said, "I can't figure out what I've lost!" ”

"My pigs eat real bran, so in this Yingtianfu, the meat quality is also first-class. It's just that in those months, because the pigs were stranded in their hands, people had to eat pigs, and it really cost a lot of money to raise them. ”

"Awesome! That's amazing! This highness, the villain was convinced, and it was this brother surnamed Tie who won! ”

After listening to him, the people immediately knew the cause and effect, and their eyes of surprise and admiration all went towards the iron bell. Tie Zhong was quite shy, and shrank back, and the people who watched laughed, but they became closer to this honest young man.

"Fellow fathers." Zhu Su struck while the iron was hot. "This time, the imperial court is opening Enke, which is to select the appropriate tax officials for the benefit of the people."

"The new tax law stipulates that if the family has a relationship with the family, and the business makes a lot of money and makes money easily, then it will be charged more and more taxed. If the family is in difficulty, and if you just do a small business, then you can't make trouble for the people anymore, and you have to levy less or even no tax. This is the benchmark for the new tax law. ”

"Now these readers feel that Xinenke should not be more arithmetic, but should be more important, Zi said Shiyun."

"Let's talk about it, do you think that the tax collectors who calculate the people's taxes in the imperial court should use high-level scholars like them, or should they use people like Tie Zhong, who can figure out whether you are making or losing, and even the places you didn't expect can be counted for you clearly?"

"Needless to say, it must be someone like the Iron Brothers!" The butcher was also a wonderful man, and he even learned to answer. "If the imperial court makes the man surnamed Yi a tax official and counts the loss-making business as making a lot of money, then won't we be squeezed out of the tax by him again?"

Concerned about their personal interests, these fathers, ordinary people, peddlers and pawns gathered here suddenly pointed their fingers and laughed at the Qing Gao literati led by Yi Zimei.

(End of chapter)