Shang Ge's mind was full of today's plan now, he didn't notice Qian Hui's arrival at all, and when he heard her speak, he noticed that there was another person around him, and his mind didn't turn around all of a sudden, and asked, "What number?"

"It's the one I got rid of yesterday that you helped me settle the score, how did you figure it out?"

"Oh, that, listen well, one by one, one by one, one by two, two by two........ Shang Ge memorized the multiplication formula, and when he was done, he asked, "How is it, do you remember it?"

Qian Hui was shocked, there is such a magical algorithm in this world!

As a cultivator, her memory is very exaggerated, and she only listened to it once and remembered it, but she still asked uneasily, "Did you use this algorithm to calculate it yesterday, and can this algorithm guarantee absolute accuracy?"

Of course, Shang Ge dared to guarantee that this ninety-nine multiplication table was a great invention, and its accuracy was beyond doubt, he smiled and said: "Sister Xiaohui, don't worry, I will guarantee my personality, if something goes wrong, you will find me." ”

Qian Hui is not worried about Shang Ge, she just can't believe that there is such a magical algorithm, if this is true, the speed of her audit will be doubled, and she will be able to find out who secretly used the sect's resources as soon as possible.

Shang Ge arranged himself very full today, and now he has almost eaten enough, so he is ready to set off, first go to Qingshui Town Tianxia Caizhuang to get the funds, he said to Qian Hui: "Sister Xiaohui, you eat slowly, I still have something to do, so I will leave first, about this algorithm, if you have any questions, feel free to find me, bye." ”

In a blink of an eye, Shang Ge had already slipped out of the door, where did Qian Hui still have the appetite to eat now, the food in front of her didn't move, she put down the dishes and chopsticks and rushed to the account room.

On the way, the disciples of the sect formed a circle in the central square, there was a pair of men and women in the middle, the woman looked shy, and the man opposite held a bouquet of flowers, and said affectionately: "Senior sister, I made a poem for you, you listen, the clouds want to dress and flowers, the spring breeze blows Revlon, if it is not for the jade mountain, it will meet the moon in Yaotai." How about it, does my sister like it?"

This is what he heard yesterday while wandering around Qingshui Town, and he was shocked by this beautiful poem at that time, so he couldn't wait to dedicate it to the woman he liked today, and brazenly said that he wrote it.

Yesterday in Caiyun Tower, this Qingping tune was spread quickly as soon as it was born, but the time was too short, and it has not yet reached the point where everyone knows it, otherwise there is no chance to show off to this brother.

As soon as this poem came out, even Qian Hui paused, she looked at the crowd, she remembered the courtship disciple, a glimmer of heaven has never restrained the emotional life of the disciples in the door, and it is possible to get married and have children.

But once upon a time, this man had such a talent to blurt out such an astonishing masterpiece.

The crowd was also boiling, praising 'good poetry!', and they all coaxed the woman to say yes.

To be honest, Qian Hui is a little envious, she has a choice, she would rather be an inconspicuous public, and there is still that magical algorithm waiting to be verified, she no longer delays, and continues to rush to the account room.

After several experiments, sure enough, this algorithm turned out to be real!

Qian Huizheng was secretly happy, Gu Shangwu came in with breakfast, it turned out that Master Dong on the other side of the cafeteria saw that the eldest lady had not eaten and left in a hurry, so he asked someone to call Gu Shangwu and asked him to deliver the meal on his behalf.

In the eyes of everyone in the first line of heaven, Gu Shangwu is the eldest lady's cronies, and it is appropriate for him to do this kind of thing.

The test was demonstrated, Qian Hui was no longer in a hurry, chewed slowly and ate breakfast, Gu Shangwu was waiting on the side, he poured a glass of water for the eldest lady, and chatted: "Today's sect is really lively, has the eldest lady heard, that Wang Gangyan courted the junior sister of the junior year, and now there are people everywhere in Wuyang and Wuyang in the square." ”

Wang Gangyan is the person who recited poems and courted love before.

Qian Hui said while eating: "I know, I passed by there just now, this is a good thing, I can't say that I will eat their wedding wine soon." ”

Gu Shangwu has also reached the age of marriage, he has long wanted to get married and have children, but no one looks down on him, hearing Qian Hui say this, he snorted resentfully: "Hmph, plagiarizing a poem can get a beauty, this is really simple, I'll try it another day." ”

Qian Hui was stunned when she heard this, and she wondered: "What, this poem is not written by Wang Gangyan?"

Gu Shangwu said disdainfully: "Just that muscular man who is practicing to death, can he write this kind of quatrain?" Wang Gangyan is indeed stronger than ordinary people because of his body.

Qian Hui smiled casually, picked up a green vegetable, and asked with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Wu, tell me who made this poem?"

It is estimated that Gu Shangwu will not be able to answer other questions, but he really knows this, and he choked and said: "It's Shang Ge, I saw him do it in Caiyun Tower with my own eyes yesterday." ”

'Bang Dang'

Qian Hui's chopsticks fell on the table, and Shang Ge again?

She thought in her mind about the transformation of this little brother in the past few days, and now he can still compose poems?

On the other side, Shang Ge rushed all the way to Qingshui Town and found the world's wealth.

After Shang Ge entered, he couldn't find anyone left and right, and shouted, "Shopkeeper, hey, is there anyone?"

"Shout something, shout something. ”

An old man came in from the backyard, he looked impatient, this old man was the shopkeeper of this village, early in the morning, it was when the business was bleak, he didn't know which corner to hide in, heard Shang Ge's shout, so he reluctantly came in.

The so-called shopkeeper bullied customers, the old man saw that Shang Ge was young, and he didn't look like a rich man, so he said angrily: "You call the soul this early in the morning, let's say, save money or withdraw money." ”

Shang Ge was not angry, he said with a smile: "Your young master, Shen Wanhao, promised to lend me 500 taels yesterday, and I came to get the money today." ”

The old shopkeeper felt outrageous when he heard it, this came in either to save money or withdraw money, but there has never been a person who borrowed money, it's really strange today, let him touch it, this kid also said that it was lent to him by their young master, isn't this even more outrageous, what kind of vision does his young master have, the son of the county order of Qingshui Town came to make friends and was turned away, just by you?

"Go, go, it's not fun to find something in the morning, go play somewhere else. ”

Shang Ge's face was a little unsightly, and he said patiently: "Old shopkeeper, if you don't ask, just drive me away, how do you know that there is no such thing." ”

The old man saw that this kid was still stiff-mouthed, and frightened: "Boy, you go out obediently now, I will treat it as if nothing happened, our young owner is still sleeping, you may not know, our young owner is not good-tempered, if you insist on letting me report to you, and in the end you find that there is no such thing, then you probably can't get out of this door, whether you go or stay, you can watch it yourself." ”

Where would Shang Ge be frightened by him, hearing this, he found a chair to sit down, and gave the old man a gesture of please.

"Could it be that this kid really has an appointment with the young owner?" The old shopkeeper looked at Shang Ge's calm appearance and thought, as soon as he thought of this, he didn't dare to talk more nonsense, and went straight to the backyard.

After a cup of tea, Shen Wanhao came out, followed by the old shopkeeper who was fighting with people, at this time, where was he still arrogant just now, bent over, and glanced at Shang Ge pleadingly, the meaning was self-evident.

Shang Ge didn't have the leisure to be angry with him, and smiled first: "Brother Shen, were you still happy yesterday?"

Speaking of this, Shen Wanhao was a little depressed, after seeing Lu Bei'er yesterday, the first half was smooth, the two talked and laughed, and I don't know why, the little girl suddenly changed her attitude and ignored her love, he didn't understand this question last night, but he didn't blame Lu Bei'er for his fault, but he felt that he was not funny and humorous enough, and he was cold.

This is the standard dog-licking mentality.

However, Shen Wanhao will not tell these things, hearing Shang Ge say this, he said modestly: "Hey~, Brother Shang has said, I got along with Bottler for the first time, where can I do that bad thing, it is better to do it step by step." ”

Shang Ge saw through his dog-licking mentality at a glance, and said in his heart: "Good guy, you can really brag B, with such a big effort, the bottles are called, you think badly, but can people be willing." ”

However, he still complimented him lightly, and between his words, he had already classified Lu Bei'er as Shen Wanhao's person, and the latter was also very happy, he felt that the feeling of chatting with Lu Bei'er yesterday was back, how to chat and how happy.

Shang Ge saw that the conversation was almost over, and said straight to the point: "Brother Shen still remembers what he promised me yesterday?"

Shen Wanhao was in a very good mood at this time, and patted his chest when he heard the words and said: "Don't worry, Brother Shang, I, Shen Wanhao, have a word, and there is no reason to take it back if I say it, Qi Shopkeeper, you go and get 500 taels of silver for Brother Shang, go and go back quickly." As he spoke, he instructed the old shopkeeper to get the money, and he himself continued to chat with the Shangge about various miscellaneous matters.

When the shopkeeper came in again, he was holding a tray in his hand, on which were piled up with white flowers and silver, totaling 500 taels.