Nongmen pretty wine concubine

Chapter 82 Let's Start
"Is there anyone here who can write?"

Seeing Luo's complacent and schadenfreude looks, Su Qing slightly opened his mouth and asked everyone.And her eyes deliberately avoided Su Qiancheng. This man gave her a feeling that she was too dangerous, and she always felt that he would be a ticking time bomb.And she didn't want to reveal that she could write, at least not in such an occasion now.

"Su Xiucai, would you like to help me with this?"

The village chief frowned, then took the pen and paper and walked up to Su Qiancheng, put his hands on it, and said politely.

Scholars are respected in this era, no matter whether he has achieved fame or not, and how he lives, even if he is poor, he will be admired by some people.And the village chief is one of such people, and he didn't try to please him.

"Come on, it's annoying to write, draw, draw, and keep accounts at home all day."

Su Qiancheng looked at the village chief's wrinkled hands, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said impatiently with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Su Qing never looked at Su Qiancheng from the beginning to the end, feeling disgusted.At the same time, I also feel sad for the village chief. Not every intellectual is worthy of respect and admiration. It has to be combined with his character, and this kind of self-esteemed person is often just a superficial person, otherwise he would not be a scholar after three years of examination. .

Seeing that Su Qiancheng was unwilling to help, the village chief felt a sharp pain in his heart, and put the pen and paper back with shaking hands.The eyes were complicated and mixed with strong sadness, Su Qing didn't understand, but he didn't tell the truth, but said:
"Village Chief, let's start, everyone is probably in a hurry."

"Eh good."

It took the village chief a long time to react, and he responded weakly, and then spread the pen and paper on the table beside him.

"Everyone, uncles and aunts, check to see if there are any troublesome people who haven't come, so go and shout, and then each family will line up a person who can speak, and we will come one by one."

Seeing that everything was ready, Su Qing didn't want to waste time, so she turned her head and said to the doubtful villagers.

Everyone didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in this gourd, but they were extremely curious, so they followed suit and really queued up.

Seeing this, Su Qing smiled slightly, walked towards the village chief, and said to the first person in line:

"Uncle, please come here."

Seeing that Su Qing was so polite and his voice was sweet and crisp, the man walked over immediately.

"Village head, you write the name of the owner of the family here, and then write down the names and population of each married son of his family under his name."

Su Qing taught the village chief how to do it. The village chief and the villagers couldn't figure out Su Qing's intentions at all, but they could only try to see at this point.

"Su Li, the four sons under his name are"

The village chief read while writing, and then Su Qing repeated it again and asked Su Li again, and it was the next person's turn if they were unanimously correct.

In this way, the five major households of 230 were all listed in an hour, and the village head's hand was numb. Su Qing dried up the ink and took out a large piece of paper, and then began to count.

Not to mention counting, just looking at the black and white words everyone felt a headache, and the village head was even more cold-faced, thinking that this hour has been wasted.Moreover, Su Qing was illiterate, so she would definitely be scolded to death if she read it for so long.

Many people were impatient, they stared at Su Qing with their eyes, to see what tricks she could play.

"After the small households are divided into three households of 410. Please prepare three lots of 410 for everyone to catch."

(End of this chapter)