"Dou, it's not early, you guys go to Zhuangzi quickly, don't delay."

"By the way, about the pot, Aunt Li said, when it is done, it will be sent directly to the past, and you don't need to make another special trip."

Xie Pozi saw that noon was almost over, and her granddaughter was still staying and did not go to Zhuangzi, so she was a little anxious to remind.

The matter of new tea is the most important thing at the moment, and it cannot be delayed.

"Grandma, mother, I'll take my brother with me, so that I can recognize the Zhuangzi at home."

Xie Pozi wanted to say that the child was still young and inconvenient, but Xiaoya directly pulled Brother Tuan and ran away, so she had to give up.

Hongdou took his younger siblings to rent a donkey cart in the town, bought some supplies by the way, and rushed to Zhuangzi.

Out of Shimen Town, it was normal at first, but the further back you go, you can vaguely see some nearby villagers walking up the mountain.

And some people who came down the mountain carried freshly picked tea leaves.

Seeing this, Hongdou felt at ease, and Zhuangzi was afraid that he was already reaping it.

Then he pulled off the donkey and sped up the process.

At this time, Meng Da took Meng Er and Meng San to weigh the tea sent by the villagers one by one.

When it is confirmed that the quality of the tea brought by the visitor meets the requirements of the collection, the money will be settled.

The villagers who got the money smiled, they didn't expect it to be true.

When Meng Da and the three of them came to inform them yesterday, they would be suspicious.

I'm afraid I'm lying to them, after all, the notice is too urgent.

So although there are many people who come today, at least half of them come empty-handed, and the other part is mainly watching the progress of this matter.

Now seeing that this Zhuangzi really collects tea, and it is still cashing silver on the spot, they all think about it.

Some of the positive, while it was still early, had already gone to the nearby mountains.

It's just that Meng Da and the others still encountered some trouble, and this trouble is not that no one dares to find fault, but that none of them can write and keep accounts.

The sister of the Xie family didn't mention this yesterday, how can it be good?

"Uncle Qu, do you know how to write?"

Uncle Qu, who was helping to sort out the tea leaves, was stunned, how could he write, and he couldn't hold a pen.

What should I do?

"Oh no, if you don't write it down, how can we remember? After a while, the sister of the Xie family came, and it was not easy to explain. ”

Meng Da made a mistake, and the people present were all nearby villagers, and they definitely wouldn't.

Just when several people were in a dilemma, a young man walked out of the crowd and recommended himself.

"Brothers, if there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the village, I can help."

The visitor looked in his twenties, the shirt on his body was a little white, and there were patches on the sleeves.

At his feet is the tea leaves he carries, and it is conceivable that the family should not be rich.

Can such a person have the money to read and write?

Although Meng University has not entered the school, it is well known that it costs money to read and write.

He was a little suspicious of the other party's intentions: "You really know how to write?" ”

When the young man saw that the other party had swept him through, he didn't care, after all, with what he was wearing now, he really didn't look like a person who could go to school and read books.

"Yes, when I was young, my family was quite wealthy, and I studied for a few years, and then my family fell into the middle of the road, so I dropped out of school, but I can recognize and write."

The young man lived nearby, and when he came, he took a closer look, and the people in the village were gone, except for the two old couples.

Instead, there were three more unfamiliar faces in front of him.

Today, there are only these five people who are collecting tea here, but no one can read and write, thinking that things are urgent, and many of them are not ready.

With such a guess, he couldn't help but walk out.

If there is just a shortage of people in the village, maybe he will be able to find a job near his home and take care of his mother.

If you guess wrong, forget it, just do a favor, and there's nothing to lose.

It's not a matter of being stiff all the time, it's only the first day, if things can't be done well, what if the Xie family sisters think they are unreliable?

"Uncle Qu, do you have pen and ink at home?"

Uncle Qu thought about it, and it seemed that many things were confiscated at home except for some large items that the son liked.

"There should be one in the study, so I'll go get it."

Uncle Qu hurriedly ran to the backyard, and the frightened Meng Da shouted to slow down.

"What is this little brother called?"

Meng Da made a decision, so he no longer hesitated and asked about the situation of the person in front of him:

"Where do you live, and who else is in your home?"

If it's nearby, they can rest assured that they can stay and help with daily bookkeeping.

If it is too far, the sister of the Xie family is afraid that she will not be willing.

It's better to ask someone to find someone familiar in the town.

"He, it's from our village, just in front, there is an old lady in the family, the two depend on each other, after his father died, the family was defeated."

It was an old man queuing up to sell tea, and a young man in the same village.

In fact, many of the people present knew about the situation in the young man's home.

"When I was a child, I went to school, and I heard that reading was not bad, but then my mother also fell ill, so I dropped out of school and supported my mother on my own."

Meng Da Yixi, isn't this quite close? It sounds easy to hit, and it shouldn't be a liar.

"Brother, is what this uncle said true?"

The young man knew that the other party intended to use him, anyway, he was a resident of the neighborhood, and he was not afraid of others knowing:

"This eldest brother, my surname is Jiang, my name is Jiang Shun, and what Uncle Fang said is true."

"My mother is still at home, if the owner of the village is worried about my identity, you can come to my house to see it after the matter is over."

Uncle Qu walked out with pen and ink at this time, put things on the small table, and waited for someone to memorize them.

Meng Da motioned for Jiang Shun to sit down: "Brother Jiang, I will trouble you by recording this matter today."

Wait a while for the master of Zhuangzi to come, and I will help you say good things, provided that you remember it well. ”

The sister of the Xie family has always been generous and cheerful, as long as she does things well, she will never treat anyone badly.

Jiang Shunsheng sat down and sharpened the ink, looking like it, which also made Meng Da feel a little relieved.

Only then did a few people continue their work, and the three of Meng Da were divided into three columns, one of whom was responsible for one column of villagers.

Every time one came up, Meng Da opened his mouth to report the number after he weighed it, and asked Jiang Shun to record the current weight and money.

In this way, it is much faster.

When Hongdou arrived with Xiaoya and Brother Tuan'er, he happened to see such a scene, but he didn't expect Meng Da to arrange it quite well.

Not bad!

Meng Da and a few people also saw a few people in Hongdou, but now there are many people, and it is difficult to greet them.

Red beans don't care, they're here to do things.

Just look at the situation today.

It's just that the big brother who was sitting was blind.

Aunt Qu was also helping out, but after Hongdou came, she consciously followed her and waited for instructions.

Seeing Hongdou staring at Jiang Shun, he took the initiative to explain what happened to Jiang Shun and Fang just now:

"Jiang Shun lives in a nearby village, and there is only one sick old lady left in the family, who studied when she was young."

"When we started to get busy, we found out that everyone was illiterate, so we asked him to help keep the accounts."

"After a while, you can take a closer look and see if he remembers."

I see.

Speaking of which, she blamed her, she really forgot that there was a lack of an accountant in Zhuangzi, and the amount of tea and the cost of tea every day had to be written down.

In the end, I don't think about things very well.

Blunder!