Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 2549 Counting Money

A foreman drove an ox cart. Wu Lang sat in the cart and pulled the money in his basket. He picked one from a pile of vegetable baskets, which seemed to be okay, put the rotten vegetable leaves inside into other baskets, and counted. Twenty slings are placed in the basket.

  It’s a big basket, full of twenty slings.

  Thinking about it, I felt that this was not good because it was easy to cause misunderstandings in the public. So I searched the car and found a thin bag of rice noodles, patted it, and then transferred the copper coins inside.

  The three foremen watched silently, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Friday, did you make money this trip?"

  Friday Lang said: "I don't know yet."

  He sighed: "You haven't worked out the money for food and drink."

  Oh, yes, they have eaten in the past six days.

  The three foremen glanced at the pile of money in the basket, feeling a lot more comfortable.

  I don’t know how much food the 300th of them ate in the past six days.

  Friday Lang gave the money to Shichang. After the two parties settled the settlement, he happily drove home in an ox cart.

  Lao Zhoutou and Qian's are not at home, they both went to see Otto.

  This year Manbao has three job fields for spring plowing, one of which is still a little far away, so I wanted to go back to Qili Village’s Lao Zhoutou and Qian after attending Bai Erlang’s wedding.

  They decided to go back when the spring plowing was over.

  His wife is in the workshop with Sisao and others, so there is no one in the family.

  Friday Lang asked the porter to help move a basket of money to his house, and then he went to the study to find out Zhou Lizhong's commonly used abacus, and then took the pen and paper to calculate the money he earned little by little.

  In the past few days, how much meat he bought every day, how many vegetables he bought, how much grain he spent, and the oil and salt, he wrote them all in his notebook one by one.

  The food was taken from home, but it had to be counted as the cost. He calculated it at the market price.

  In the past six days, they have eaten a total of 14,868 cents.

  Frirou scratched his face, "So how much is left?"

Looking at the money in the basket, Zhou Lang looked at the money in the basket, and simply calculated fourteen slings. After thinking about it, he simply took another sling and put it down together.

  I felt bad after putting it down. Lijun said that the most taboo thing about accounting is that it is almost the same, because a penny is also money, it is almost the same today, and tomorrow is the same, and the accumulation of time will almost become a lot worse.

   So Wu Lang took out the sling again, and then began to count how much money should be taken out of it.

  One thousand minus eight hundred and sixty-eight, that is to take one hundred first, then one hundred and then subtract sixty-eight, that is thirty-two...

  Friday Lang counted out one hundred and thirty-two pennies to string together, put them in the basket together, and then he looked at the copper coins in the basket and narrowed his eyes.

  This is the money he made back in the past six days.

  As for how much it is, he does not yet know. So Wu Lang decided to count.

  The copper coin string that has not been dismantled is put aside, and it is one thousand when it is hanged. The loose rope is the one that has been dismantled. Where does he remember how many copper plates have been dismantled?

   can only be counted one by one, fill in the one that is less than one thousand, re-tie it and put it aside.

  Friday is still possible to count. In order not to count wrong, he deliberately counted ten copper coins, and put one coin next to him if he counted one hundred. After putting ten coins, he counted one thousand.

  So these ten coins went from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left...

  The sun is getting westward...

  First Fang and the others came back and found that there was no one at home, so they said: "Oh, my sister-in-law didn't come back. Ask someone to go to the restaurant and let Shiro and Goro bring some food back to eat."

   Then, as soon as the voice fell, Lao Zhou returned with the family.

  Fang and the others were curious and couldn’t help asking: "Father, why are you all back?"

Didn’t    live in Zhuangzi on the other side of Pucun?

  Lao Zhou said boredly: "There is no water, we are also anxious watching there."

Zhou Dalang said, "This is not as good as our Qili Village. Although the land here is flat. Our Qili Village has many mountains, but we also have a lot of water. If there is no water in the spring, water from the river can be used. Rain, even the river is dry."

  Lao Zhoutou felt that this would not work, "If it doesn’t rain anymore, I will just go home and forget it."

  Zhou Dalang was also afraid that he would be in a hurry here, and it wouldn’t be good if he rushed out for good or bad, "Father, I will ask Master Bai to go and see when he will go back. You and your mother will go back with them."

  Lao Zhou nodded.

  Tuesday Lang and Wei Lang couples went back with the caravan after Bai Erlang got married. After all, the land at home also needs to be planted, and they can just plant rice when they rush back.

  Lao Zhoutou didn't expect that the drought would be so severe here in the beginning of spring this year, and I don’t know what’s going on at home. Don’t be dry there.

  After speaking, Lao Zhoutou looked around and asked, “Well, why hasn’t he come back yet? Didn’t Lizhong and Lijun say that he could finish the work he was doing today?”

   Zhou Lizhong (big head) said: "Didn’t the concierge just say that Uncle Wu is back?"

   "I don't cook when I come back, and I don't say that I go to a restaurant and come back. This is a habit of being a master, and I can't even cook the rice?"

  Lu immediately said: "I'll go take a look."

  She went back to the room to look for it.

  Friday Lang Zheng concentrated on counting the money, and he didn't hear anything at all.

  Lu opened the door and shouted, he was shocked, the counting in his hand was messed up, he saw half of the coin, and couldn't remember for a long time how much he had just counted.

  He glanced at the copper coins at his feet. There were six coins on the side that had already been counted, but this mess meant that the six hundred he had counted in front of him were all counted for nothing, and he had to count again.

  Friday Lang was depressed, "What are you calling, I almost scared me to death, now it's okay, I forgot the number in my hand, I have to count it again."

  Although he likes to count money very well, but no matter how much he likes, he doesn’t like repeated counting.

  Look at the two piles of money piled on the ground in amazement, and asked: "Where did you get so much money?"

  Friday Lang said: "Earned!"

  Zhou Lijun and Zhou Lizhong also came over, and they were speechless for a long while after hearing him say why he wanted to sit on the ground and count money.

   Zhou Lijun took the abacus from the ground and asked, "So what's the use of this thing?"

  Friday Lang said: "Count the money."

  Zhou Lijun took the numbers he remembered in a mess, and sat at the table to prepare, "I'll count it for you, come on, report the number, how much more would you give to the three foremen?"

  He is not good at counting, but his memory is very good.

  I remember it very clearly, of course, he will only count as a person, the total is not known.

Zhou Lijun dialed his abacus and said after a while, "I went to a total of 126,128, Fifth Uncle, not counting your own six-day wages, you made a total of 73,000. Eight hundred and seventy two."

  　See you at nine in the evening

  (End of this chapter)