"Short-term workers' daily wages are 50 quotas·-Liu Aliang, five days of wages are not paid, plus half a day of work today,

A total of five and a half days.”

At the counter, the freckled girl was holding the calculation sheet and whispered for a while:

"Well, my mother said this morning that you and Sha Ergou worked very hard, and they gave you a salary of four cents--that's a day, and if it's five and a half days, it's a 397-thirty-seven cents!"

Mrs. Yu finished the calculation seriously and threw the calculation sheet aside, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Brother Liu wait."

After calculating the accounts, the little girl was full of youthful vitality. After saying that, she had to rush to the rear treasury to withdraw money.

Ouyang Rong, who was bowing his head and distracted, suddenly spoke:

"Two hundred and seventy-five."

"Ah? What did you say?"

Miss Yu stopped in confusion and heard the young man in monk's clothes say:

"Give me two hundred and seventy-seven sen, you've calculated it wrong. Also, Boss Yu said this morning that he would raise the salary of four sen. How could he calculate it from a few days ago? Forget it, I'm taking leave today, so I can't be considered diligent. I'll raise the price of four sen tomorrow. You can just give 275 sen."

My little lady Yu's face was confused, and she looked down at the calculation:

"But what I used to calculate is three hundred and ninety-seven, how could the calculation make mistakes? Wait, I'll do it again.

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Seeing that Xiao Niang was not very smart, Ouyang Rong looked helpless, and in a hurry, he coaxed:

"It's okay, it's definitely not more than you calculated anyway. You can first settle 275 entries, then check it out, and say less."

"oh oh."

The little lady Yu pointed her lower lip, as if she thought what he said made sense. She first took a small penta currency, counted it, and handed it to Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong turned around and left with the money. Miss Yu looked at his empty hands and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Liu, why are you calculating so quickly? You also use calculating?"

I can't say that she is not as good as the primary school student in her "hometown", Ouyang Rong said casually:

"Wrench finger."

Mrs. Yu stood there in a daze, looking at Ouyang Rong's leaving back with some admiration, looking down at his spread palms, and frowned and studied his fingers.

"Well, can the wrench fingers pull so fast--""

Ouyang Rong walked out of Hongchen Inn and walked all the way to the most lively East City in the town.

He understood a little why Boss Yu found a new maid to guard the counter. The daughter stayed behind the counter for a few days and the inn had to pay for the inn.

However, the common people of this era can’t have any multiplication formulas. For ordinary people, using calculations is of course more authoritative than oral calculations.

In Confucianism, "number" is one of the six arts of a gentleman and is a precious academic skill. This is a very scarce skill.

A proficient person is either a knowledgeable scholar, or a big businessman like Pei Shisanniang and Wang Caozhi.

Ouyang Rong quickly threw this little thing behind his mind.

He wandered around the East City all afternoon, and asked people to inquire about Lu from time to time.

The locals in the town are quite xenophobic, especially Ouyang Rong's "broken hair tattoo" looks like a native, and some residents don't want to pay attention to it.

At this time, the wages settled with Mrs. Yu came in handy. Ouyang Rong also learned from her to be a boy from Shancai, made friends, treated her generously, and had tea to ask for advice.

Of course, it was not just a question, but a question was made indirectly and inquire about the families of the town——

By the evening, all two or three hundred texts were spent. Ouyang Rong stood up and turned back, and his eyebrows showed some thoughtful expression.

If you want to say that there are still some gains, first of all, there is no surname Lu among the nine surnames in the town.

However, when Ouyang Rong was chatting with an old man in Taoyuan Town, he learned that in the past, there was a wealthy family in Taoyuan Town, and he was also a scholarly family. However, when the old man was young, the family had already moved away from his clan and seemed to have moved back to his ancestral home. And I heard that the Lu family had a large family in the Central Plains, so the family was beautiful and shining. Of course, praising the ancestors was everyone's traditional skills. Even if they were boasting, outsiders could not prove it.

After vaguely grasping some veins, Ouyang Rong seemed to be thinking.

After walking silently on the street where the stalls were closed, he looked at the dim sky and decided to go back to the bell tower in the north corner of the town first.

In addition, he also found out several hills where the ancestral tombs of the families of the surnames in Taoyuan Town are located, which are also the places where the big surnames here love to be buried.

Ouyang Rong thought about it and looked around first, and there was no hurry anyway.

After about the scent of fragrance, Ouyang Rong returned to the street where the bell tower was located and happened to pass by Hongchen Inn. Two red lanterns at the entrance of the inn were lit, and they were still welcoming guests.

When he came back just now, Ouyang Rong heard the bell ringing again. It was probably Sha Ergou who was helping to ring the bell. The bell has stopped. This guy must have gone back to the inn to work again.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, turned around and walked towards the inn, preparing to find Xiasha Ergou and invite him to have a meal.

When he walked into the lobby, he saw that "Shancai Boy Girl" Yu Xiaoniang disappeared next to the counter. She changed her name and was the new maid named Song from the inn.

There were many wine and VIP guests in the lobby, but Ouyang Rong didn't look at it much. As he lowered his eyes, a shout suddenly sounded behind him:

"Wait a minute, Liu—Liu Aliang."

Ouyang Rong took two more steps forward before he realized that he was calling him, and his name was made up, and he had not fully adapted.

It sounded like the maid named Song behind the counter.

In the lobby with noisy voices, Ouyang Rong turned around and pointed his face at the beautiful little girl, with a confused expression on his face at the same time.

"Yes, I'm calling you, please come here."

Ouyang Rong walked back to the counter with confusion, and asked in a muffled voice:

"What's up."

The maid named Song seemed to look him up and down, her tone was very bright and her voice was as pleasant as a clear spring:

"Where are you from? Are you the same as Sha Ergou and the others? Where did you learn arithmetic from? It's so good?"

Ouyang Rongduo glanced at her and didn't speak.

The maid named Song reacted, pointed at herself, and introduced:

"The little woman's surname is Song and her name is Zhian. She is not from here. Her hometown is far away. She escaped from Shu and was kidnapped by thieves on the way." She said a little depressed: "Fortunately, Mrs. Yu and his fellow villagers redeem it. Well, she used to privately learn from her husband's lectures outside the window. She could write some words and count some numbers. Now she mainly helps the eldest lady manage the account book Ouyang Rong nodded slowly: "Miss. Song, I am from Jiangzhou. Is there anything else?"

Song Zhian looked a little embarrassed and said:

"Miss Yu told me about paying wages in the afternoon. It was my mistake. I was unwell at noon, so I asked Miss Yu to guard the counter for the time being. This was inappropriate, so I let Miss Yu know that she was going to be scolded. "But you are doing it right. I also told Miss Yu that she had calculated it wrong. If you meet someone with bad minds, you will really be bad. Fortunately, I met someone who is as upright as you."

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked at the backyard and said casually:

"Small things."

As if he noticed his intention to leave, Song Zhian didn't mind either. He took out two copper plates first and lined them up on the cabinet:

"You have accepted this money. Since you have worked for half a day, you have to calculate it in half a day. You can't be missing. Everyone is suffering. They have to make a living. They have to calculate everything clearly."

Ouyang Rongduo looked at the beautiful little girl with a surprisingly serious and persistent expression. She gently slid her head, but she didn't feel pretentious, so she put away two copper coins.

Song Zhian asked again:

"Like Sha Ergou, your family is poor, and you want to make more money? I heard you are still ringing the bell in the bell tower."

Ouyang Rong naturally nodded.

Song Zhian sighed a little:

"It's not easy for everyone. You have been hired for half a day. Have you gone to find a new job? Is it because the inn's wages are not enough?"

Ouyang Rong calmed down and said:

"That's right, but I won't leave, and I will continue to do the inn's work."

Song Zhian thought for a while and said softly:

"Well, that's it. If there is any personal work for a choreography, I'll help you and Sha Ergou to pay attention to-"

"Thank you."

Ouyang Rong held his fists sincerely and turned around and left.

Song Zhian was busy settled the score at the counter and did not look at the young man in monks. He lowered his eyes and continued to do what he had done. Ouyang Rong came to the yard and walked around, and just found Sha Ergou.

The boy was burning fire in front of the kitchen stove with his butt, and the aunt in charge directed him.

"Brother Liu."

When he found Ouyang Rong coming and learned that he was treating a meal, Sha Ergou smiled and said, "How can you be so embarrassed..."

"Then forget it."

Ouyang Rong turned around and left.

"Wait, Brother Liu, I'm just a little hungry——·

Sha Ergou hurriedly chased after him, but the stains on his face were not wiped away, and he followed him happily.

Ouyang Rong kept walking, a smile on his lips, and quickly calmed down and walked forward calmly.

After walking a few steps, his feet suddenly stopped.

Sha Ergou also noticed that the young man in monk's clothes stopped strangely and turned his head to ask:
To be continued...