In the account room, Jiang Zhe sat carelessly at the table, looking at his peers in front of him with a bad look. What, test me?

Jiang Zhe was secretly happy. It was not that he looked down on the ancients. It was because the culture of the past two thousand years was not so simple that it could be surpassed...

If I lose, I will buy a piece of tofu and kill him! Jiang Zhe thought viciously.

"Get a question!"

Chen Deng looked at Jiang Zhe and felt a little unswerving. He thought that this person was too rude. Yes, I must teach him some lessons!

After stomping a few steps, Chen Deng suddenly saw the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, showing a playful expression, "Then Mr. Jiang listen... My Chen family wants to buy a number of famous calligraphy and paintings, but when the market price is checked, it is found that the landscape paintings are two siloed, and the calligraphy and posts are three siloed. Unfortunately, the property in the family cannot be turned over at this time, and only 500 siloed..."

"Five hundred jins are still called unchanging?" Jiang Zhe curled his lips, and waved awkwardly when he saw Chen Deng's bad eyes.

"...My father loves books and posts, and I love landscapes. However, I am his son and do not compete with my father. My father gets twice as much as I do (please help: What is the double in ancient times?), ask, I have geometry of landscape paintings, my father gets, and the money spent at home is geometry..."

Oh! Jiang Zhe's eyes lit up, he looked at Chen Deng in surprise, muttering in his heart, "I have changed from a primary school student to a junior high school student at once? This Chen Deng is awesome..."

Jiang Zhe's eyes really made Chen Deng feel unhappy. He coughed and asked, "Sir, can you draw a conclusion?"

Looking at the smile on Chen Deng's face, Jiang Zhe suddenly felt despised. He pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Your father has to write 124 books, you have to 62 paintings, and you have to spend 4 guan..." He looked at Chen Deng and smiled, "You can give me these guan..."

"..." Chen Deng's expression was extremely wonderful at this moment. After watching Jiang Zhe for a long time, he walked towards the desk without saying a word, picked up the pen and started calculating on the paper.

Hey! Jiang Zhe looked at Chen Deng with some amusement, and reached out to the pastry on the side. Unexpectedly, he felt empty and frowned and said, "That... who? Is this thing still there?"

Who? Chen Deng was covered in black lines and called out loudly, "Come here!"

Not long after, Jiang Zhe heard a rushing footsteps, and then a servant ran in.

"Go to get a stack of pastries for Jiang...Mr. Jiang..." Chen Deng said without raising his head.

"Two discs and two discs..." Jiang Zhe quickly made a gesture to the servant.

Chen Deng glanced at Jiang Zhe speechlessly, "Two dishs of pastries, don't go there!"

"Yes!" The servant ran out.

After the servant served the pastry and added tea for Jiang Zhe, Chen Deng still couldn't figure it out, but this guy was actually stumped by the problem he had asked.

However, Chen Deng is worthy of being an expert with an intelligence of over 80 years. Although it takes time, he finally made up the result, which is exactly the same as what Jiang Zhe said.

Which one is higher and which one is lower, you can tell at a glance.

Chen Deng looked at Jiang Zhe with a complicated look, and he felt a little unwilling to accept it, "I'm asking you to ask me to give a question..."

When Jiang Zhe saw it just now, he thought that this seemed to be quite big. If he had a quarrel with him, wouldn’t he have no food to eat? After thinking about it, he hesitated and said, “Well, I ate twenty pastries today, the same will be tomorrow, and the same will be the day after tomorrow. Ask me how many pastries I have to eat in the thirty days of this month…”

"Please treat me with sincerity!" Chen Deng knew that Jiang Zhe had let go of the water, and he felt even more unhappy.

You don’t want to give you face? You have to ask for abuse? Jiang Zhe glared at him, and said, “Since that’s the case, listen!”

Chen Deng's eyes lit up and his expression was solemn.

"Once upon a time, someone suddenly picked up a copper coin while walking on the road. Two coin the next day and three coin on the third day. Repeat this. Ask, how much copper coin this person has picked up in a year?"

If there was such a good thing, I would go too. Jiang Zhe glanced at Chen Deng, who was stunned and drank tea without caring about Chen Deng's cold sweat.

"One qian a day, two qian a day, three qian a day...this...this..."

Chen Deng held the pen and stared at the white paper in front of him. He felt it was difficult to write. How to calculate it?

Tell me! Please abuse...then I will abuse you!

After eating a stack of pastries, Jiang Zhe suddenly remembered Xiu'er at home. He felt a little reluctant. He glanced at Chen Deng and said, "Do you do it slowly, I'll go out first..."

"Sir, go..." Chen Deng could not pay attention to Jiang Zhe now. He felt that this topic really had a special meaning. There seemed to be a relationship in it, but Chen Deng still couldn't say what the relationship was...

Jiang Zhe smiled, picked up the pastry and walked out, "You, just count on it..."

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When Jiang Zhe arrived at his house, Xiu'er was needled and threading. Suddenly, she remembered what Xiu'er said a few days ago, as if she wanted to make a new dress for Jiang Zhe with her own hands.

Jiang Zhe tiptoed over...

"Husband, aren't you working in Chen's Mansion? Why are you back now?" Xiu'er didn't even look at Jiang Zhe.

Ah? Jiang Zhe suddenly failed and put the plate containing pastries on the table, saying disappointedly, "I'll take the time to come and take a look..."

"How did this make it?" Xiu'er twisted her eyes, put down the work in her hand and turned to look at Jiang Zhe.

"It's okay." Jiang Zhe said indifferently, "I have finished what I want to do today. It's boring to stay alone wherever I'm alone. It's better to come back and have a look." Looking at Xiu'er's face, Jiang Zhe said awkwardly, "Or why I'll go back later..."

"It should be so!" Xiu'er nodded, "Hey, this..."

"I brought this to you." Jiang Zhe said, "You haven't had lunch yet. Eat quickly. Being hungry is not good for your health."

"Xiu'er is really curious. Where does your husband come from..." Xiu'er smiled and shook her head, "Lunch...hehe..." Then she pointed to the pastry and asked in confusion, "Where did you get it?"

Jiang Zhe knew what Xiu'er meant and quickly explained, "This is in the account. I just said I was hungry. The man who competed with me for mental calculations called the servant and prepared some pastries for me. I thought of you, so I sneaked out at the time..."

When Xiu'er heard Jiang Zhe say she missed her, she suddenly turned red and looked at Jiang Zhe shyly, and her heart was filled with happiness.

"Eat quickly, it's still hot, just out of the cage..."

Looking at Jiang Zhe's anxious eyes, Xiu'er wiped her hands, gently dipped a piece with her right hand, looked at Jiang Zhe, and covered her left hand and took a bite of the pastry.

It was so unhappy... Jiang Zhe looked around, but he couldn't see Xiu'er's appearance when she was eating, so he had to put his neck in his eyes.

"If my husband is like this, Xiu'er will stop eating..."

"...You eat, I won't disturb you..." Jiang Zhe was suddenly disappointed and muttered softly, "If you don't look, don't look, what's so great..."

Puchi... Xiu'er chuckled, obviously hearing Jiang Zhe's mutter.

"Oh, by the way!" Jiang Zhe suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Xiu'er, "Xiu'er, has the price of rice and grain increased recently?"

"This..." Xiu'er frowned, put down half of the pastry on the plate, and said softly, "Xiu'er doesn't know about this. Because there are still the stored food left by Mr. Sun at home, Xiu'er didn't go out to buy some... Husband, did something happen?"

"It's possible that the battle will be fought..."

"Fight?" Xiu'er seemed to have heard something terrible, and grabbed Jiang Zhe's sleeve tightly, "Then...what should I do..."

"Don't be afraid!" Jiang Zhe moved the stool and hugged Xiu'er in his arms. "Don't worry, we live in Xuzhou City now. It's okay, don't be afraid..."

Xiu'er slowly relaxed, "As long as your husband is here, Xiu'er will not be afraid..."

Just as she was wondering why Jiang Zhe didn't speak, Xiu'er raised her head but saw Jiang Zhe looking at something stupidly. When she saw it, her face turned red. The man was stunned at the pastry he had bitten.

She stood up ashamedly and took the pastry, Xiu'er pouted and said, "Husband..."

The little girl was furious.

"Ah! I suddenly remembered something, I'll leave first..." Jiang Zhe looked at Xiu'er's shameless and angry look, and felt a little scared. He quickly left, and shook his head secretly when he left. It's such a pity...
Chapter completed!