Wang's little lady

"Dou, it's getting late. You go to Zhuangzi quickly. Don't delay."

"By the way, Aunt Li has told me about the pot. When it's ready, it will be sent directly there. You don't need to make a special trip."

Seeing that it was almost noon and her granddaughter had not yet gone to Zhuangzi, Mrs. Xie reminded her a little anxiously.

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

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

Mrs. Xie wanted to say that the child was still young and would be inconvenient to carry around, but Xiaoya just grabbed Brother Tuan and ran away, so she had no choice but to give up.

Hongdou took his younger brothers and sisters to rent a donkey cart in the town, bought some supplies, and drove to Zhuangzi.

After leaving Shimen Town, things were normal at first, but as we walked further back, we could vaguely see some nearby villagers walking up the mountain.

Some people going down the mountain carry freshly picked tea leaves on their backs.

Seeing this, Hongdou felt at ease, Zhuangzi was probably collecting them already.

Then he jerked the donkey's body to speed up the process.

At this time, Meng Da, Meng Er and Meng San were weighing the tea sent by the villagers today one by one.

The money will not be paid until it is confirmed that the quality of the tea brought by the visitor meets the collection requirements.

The villagers who got the money were smiling. They didn't expect that this was true.

When the three men from Meng Da came to inform them yesterday, they were hesitant.

I was afraid that I was lying to them, after all, the notice was too urgent.

So although many people came today, at least half of them came empty-handed, while the other part of the people were mainly waiting to see how this matter would progress.

Now that they saw that the shop actually accepted tea and paid cash on the spot, they all started thinking.

Some of the proactive ones had already gone to the nearby mountains while it was still early.

It's just that Meng Da and the others still encountered some trouble. The trouble was not that anyone dared to find trouble, but that none of them knew how to write and keep accounts.

The Xie family girl didn't mention this matter yesterday, what should I do now?

"Uncle Qu, can you write?"

Uncle Qu, who was helping to sort the tea leaves, was stunned. He couldn't write and couldn't even hold a pen.

How to do this now?
"It's broken. If we don't write this down, how can we remember it? The Xie family's sister will come later, and it won't be easy to explain."

When Meng Da was in trouble, the people present were all nearby villagers, certainly not others.

Just when several people were in trouble, a young man walked out of the crowd and volunteered.

"Brothers, if the village has pens, ink, paper and inkstones, I can help."

The visitor looked to be in his 20s. The shirt he was wearing was a little white after washing, and there were patches on the sleeves.

At his feet were the tea leaves he had carried on his back. It was obvious that his family was not well off.

Can such a person have money to study and learn to read?

Although Meng Da had never entered a school, it was well known that it cost money to study and read.

He was a little suspicious of the other party's intentions: "Are you really good at writing?"

When the young man saw the other party scanning him all over, he didn't care. After all, with his current clothes, he really didn't look like someone who could go to school or study.

"Yes, my family was relatively well-off when I was young. I studied for a few years. Later, my family fell into decline and I dropped out of school. However, I can recognize and write."

The young man lived nearby. When he came, he took a closer look and found that except for two old couples, everyone else in the village was gone.

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

Today, only these five people are here to collect tea, but no one can read and keep accounts. It seems that things must be done in a hurry, and many of them are not prepared.

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

If there happens to be a shortage of people on the farm, maybe he can find a job near home and take care of his mother.

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

It's not a problem to be frozen all the time. This is only the first day. If things don't go well, what if the Xie family girls think they are unreliable?
"Uncle Qu, do you have any pen and ink at home?" Uncle Qu thought for a while, and it seemed that except for some big items that the young master liked, many things were confiscated from the house.

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

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

"What's the name of this little brother?"

Meng Da made a decision, no longer hesitated, and asked about the situation of the person in front of him:
“Where do you live and who else is at home?”

If it is nearby, they can use it with confidence, and maybe they can stay and help with daily accounting.

If it's too far away, I'm afraid the Xie family girls won't be willing.

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

"He is from our village. He is just in front. He has an old woman at home. The two of them depend on each other. After his father died, the family fell into ruin."

The speaker was an old man who was queuing up to sell tea and a young man from the same village.

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

"I went to school when I was a child, and I heard that I was pretty good at studying. Later, my mother also fell ill, so I dropped out of school and supported my mother on my own."

Meng Da was delighted, didn't he live very close to him?It sounds easy, so he shouldn't be a liar.

"Brother, is this man telling the truth?"

The young man knew that the other party intended to use him. Anyway, he was a nearby resident and was not afraid of others knowing:
"This big brother, my surname is Jiang and my name is Jiang Shun. What I just said is true."

"My mother is still at home. If the master of the village is worried about my identity, you can come to my house together after you are done."

At this time, Uncle Qu came out with a pen and ink, put the things on the small table, and waited for someone to write them down.

Meng Da gestured to Jiang Shun to sit over: "Brother Jiang, I'll trouble you to record this matter today.

The master of Zhuangzi will come later, and I will put in a good word for you, as long as you remember it well. "

The Xie family girls are always generous and cheerful. As long as they do things well, they will never treat anyone badly.

Jiang Shun responded and sat down to rub some ink. He looked like he looked good, which made Meng Da feel more at ease.

The few people then continued their work. Meng and Da were divided into three columns, with each person responsible for the villagers in one column.

Every time one came up, Meng Da praised it and opened his mouth to count it, asking Jiang Shun to record the current weight and money.

In this way, the speed is much faster.

When Hongdou arrived with Xiaoya and Brother Tuan, he happened to see such a scene, but he didn't expect that Meng Da's arrangements were quite orderly.

Not bad!

Meng Da and others also saw Hongdou and others, but there were so many people now that it was difficult to greet them.

Hongdou didn't care, he was just here to do things.

Just took a look at what's going on today.

It's just that the elder brother sitting there is unfamiliar.

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

Seeing Hongdou staring at Jiang Shun, he took the initiative to explain Jiang Shun and what happened just now:
"Jiang Shun lives in a nearby village. There is only one sick woman left in the family. She studied in school when she was young."

"When we started working, we realized that no one could read, so we asked him to help with the accounting."

"Master, please take a closer look later and see if he remembers it correctly."

It turned out to be the case.

Speaking of which, it was her fault. She really forgot that the village lacked an accountant. The daily quantity of tea and expenses had to be written down.

After all, I don’t think things through very well.

unwise!

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