"Hello boss, I want to ask, how to sell this rice?" stopped in front of the store, gently picked up the rice in the bag with her hand, and smiled happily, in modern times, every time she goes to the supermarket, even if she doesn't buy rice, she likes to play back and forth with her hands, she likes the indescribable feeling of rice flowing in her hands.

"This son, a small business, my family's milled rice is 14 yuan a catty, brown rice is 10 yuan a catty, and white flour is 8 yuan a catty. I don't know which one Childe plans to buy?" the boss politely introduced An Ran carefully. An Ran thought about the amount of silver in his hand that had already been spent, and said, "Boss, if it is, if I buy more today, will the boss be responsible for delivering it?"

When the boss heard this, his eyes lit up, and he nodded busily, "Naturally, if Childe buys a lot, how can there be any reason to let Childe carry it back bag by bag!"

An Ran pursed his lips and smiled, ignoring the boss's hint of bag by bag, "I want 20 catties of polished rice, 10 catties of white flour, and then 10 catties of brown rice." Boss, how much is this?"

The boss touched a small pinch of beard on his chin, slowly counted it on the ledger, looked at the sky peacefully, and waited a little impatiently.

"20 catties of polished rice, 20 times 14, 24 gets 8, 12 gets 2, 280 yuan. 10 catties of white flour, 10 times 8,80 yuan. 10 catties of brown rice, 10 times 10,100 dollars. Two hundred and eighty plus eighty plus one hundred, a total of four hundred and sixty dollars. Boss, right?"

When Enron reported the answer, the boss was finished. At this moment, the boss's old face turned even redder, "Childe, this is really a genius! Calculate so quickly, I don't know which bookkeeper Childe is? If the small shop can hire Childe, it is simply great!"

An Ran muttered in her heart, she didn't expect that this elementary school mathematics would be quite useful here, so wouldn't her university financial management be even more powerful, and she would have to teach Sister Mi and them, which would also save time and effort. Although he was nervous in his heart, An Ran was still quite modest, "No, no, it's the boss who has won the award, and my fur can't be elegant." ”

Thinking of the struggling appearance of holding the stones in the morning, and now that it was such a heavy rice, An Ran had a big head, and wondered if he should buy a carriage first? Otherwise, sooner or later, before he could sleep with the silver in his arms, he would die of exhaustion on the way to carry things.

After paying the money quickly, An Ran helped the boss load the rice while asking, "Boss, is there a carriage seller around here?" The boss paused for a moment, "Yes, yes, but I suggest that this carriage boy is still good to rent." ”

"How?" An Ran looked up at his boss.

"For if you buy it, a carriage will cost you ten taels of silver, and if you rent it, it will cost you two taels of silver a month. Childe, what are you going to do by yourself?" An Ran nodded, thanked the boss, left the address and told the boss that it must be delivered the next day, and he went straight to the place where the carriage was sold.

On the way, An Ran thought that he was destined to enter Baili Mansion in the future, after all, it was left by his cheap father and mother who had never met, how to put it, his own things, even if they were rotten in his own hands, were better than giving them to others. This was in her heart, so she said that she had never been a kind person, and that it was better to rent a carriage.