Chapter Twenty-Three: You've Counted Wrong

Someone came to see the cat, and Xiao Qiulan said according to what Mrs. Chen taught her, but unfortunately the people who listened to it were skeptical, and they didn't buy it in the end.

The aunt next to her is in constant business, in ancient times, selling eggs was counted, the aunt's eggs and duck eggs are big, eggs are two pennies a penny, duck eggs are three pennies a piece, and people continue to buy them.

Every time they sell eggs, they have to count their fingers for a long time, and several times, Xiao Qiulan can't help but help them.

The aunt kept praising her: "Ouch, little brother, you are clever, accurate and fast in arithmetic, good-hearted, handsome, you don't have to worry about marrying a daughter-in-law when you grow up!" ”

made Xiao Qiulan almost laugh, and the aunt's daughter blushed and peeked at her from time to time, feeling annoyed in her heart, it turned out that boys are really more useful than girls.

Seeing that others are as old as herself, the arithmetic is fast and accurate, and the generosity and calmness are enough for her to envy.

A few young men dressed in short costumes came, and they were the staff of the town's yamen, who were responsible for the order and security of the bazaar, and the collection of selling fees.

All cages, baskets, cloth bags, or baskets sold in the bazaar, whether there is a business or not, are charged two cents, such as the aunt's house, and eight cents are paid.

Eight cents, that is, four eggs, but on both sides of the street casually, there is no canopy and no stools to provide, this selling fee, the charge is a bit high.

Xiao Qiulan handed over the two pennies that her brother gave her, and exchanged them for a piece of paper with the two pennies written on it and stamped with the seal of the town's yamen.

She put the piece of paper in her pocket, the cat will not be able to sell for a while, and it may have to be put on the table for a day, and her brother told her that the sale fee will be charged twice a day, and those who do not have the paper will have to pay again.

At this time, there was a middle-aged man with a shiny face, squatting in front of his aunt's chickens and ducks to comment on his head.

The aunt was busy and enthusiastically quoted the price, and the middle-aged man smiled and lowered the price.

Someone next to him secretly reminded the aunt that he was the king steward in the town yamen, and he was the celebrity of the town lord, and all the food and purchase in the yamen were handled by him, and the boys who collected the selling fees just now also belonged to him.

This person can't afford to offend, and whatever he likes, he has to sell it to him cheaply.

The honest aunt was simply forced to buy and sell, hesitated again and again, and reluctantly sold the chickens and ducks to him.

Steward Wang got cheap, and slowly took out two hangs of money from the money bag, which was fifty yuan less than the price set by the aunt and man.

Two hanging money, that is, two hundred wen, the aunt and the mother and daughter calculated it for a long time before it was clear.

Steward Wang looked at the eldest aunt and daughter who counted the money, his eyes narrowed, and he squatted in front of the eggs and duck eggs.

The aunt who had just sold the chickens and ducks was extremely painful, and when she saw the idea of the Wang steward beating eggs and duck eggs, she hurriedly declared: "Eggs are two articles, duck eggs are three dollars, no price reduction!" ”

The middle-aged man said generously: "Okay, don't reduce the price, I want nine eggs, nineteen duck eggs, pack them for me, and send them to the town yamen together with the chickens and ducks." ”

The aunt and daughter hurriedly counted the eggs, duck and eggs, packed an empty basket, and then began to calculate how much money was needed.

The number is relatively large, and it is a bit difficult for the aunt and daughter to calculate it at once.

Xiao Qiulan was about to tell them that the total was seventy-five yuan, when she heard the king steward say impatiently: "When you count it clearly, I am afraid that the sun will go down and waste my time, I have already calculated it, a total of sixty-five yuan." ”

After saying that, she gave the money to the aunt, and the aunt took it in a panic, and she didn't know if the king had lied to her.

Xiao Qiulan hurriedly said: "Uncle, you have made a mistake, it should be seventy-five yuan!" ”