Otaku Engineer in Great Tang Dynasty

　　 "Master, you see if that one is the master over there." Xiao He pointed to a shop not far away.

　　 "It's Daddy, it's Daddy, brother, let's go see Daddy!"

　　 Lan'er glanced over there, and immediately grabbed Li Zexuan's hand and exclaimed with joy.

In fact, after Xiao He finished speaking, Li Zexuan could see that the man was his father. There was a plaque on the shop that read "Li Ji Garment Shop". His father was talking to a middle-aged scribe with his back facing them. It.

　　 Seeing that Lan'er wanted to find her father, Li Zexuan had no choice but to let her take her to go there. Li Zexuan was really obedient to his sister now.

　　 When the group was about to reach the garment shop, Lan Er let go of Li Zexuan's hand and ran to Li Jingmo.

　　 "Daddy, Daddy, Lan Er came to see you."

　　 The little girl is jumping around, really like a beautiful butterfly.

　　 Hearing the sound behind, Li Jingmo quickly turned around, and saw his daughter leaping over here.

　　 When Li Jingmo talked with the middle-aged scribe, he used to have a very serious face. When he saw his daughter, it melted instantly, and a smile appeared on his old face. Worried that his daughter-in-law would fall down, he hurriedly greeted him, held Lan'er's little hand and bent down, touched Lan'er's head, and said with concern:

　　 "Lan'er, why did you run here alone?"

　　 "Lan Er came with my brother!"

　　 After talking, the little finger pointed to Li Zexuan who had just entered the door.

Li Jingmo only saw Li Zexuan and his party and felt a little relieved. He remembered that he was choked by his wife after saying a few words about his son in front of his wife this morning. Now the soft flesh in his waist is still aching, and he can't help thinking of this stinky boy. Just two sentences, pretending to care:

　　 "Yeah, Xuan'er, you got up so early? Why don't you sleep longer."

Li Zexuan had just watched Li Jingmo’s love for Lan’er from behind, and was still sighing that the atmosphere of this family is so warm. When he heard his old man obviously mocking himself, he couldn’t help but look outside and see the sun outside. Gao Zhao, almost equivalent to two or three o'clock in the afternoon in modern time, can't help being quite speechless. I didn't expect that I would be annoyed by my old man after sleeping in the morning.

　　 He didn't know that his old man was choked by his old lady because of his sleep in the morning. Li Zexuan coughed twice and wanted to cover this topic as soon as possible, and said in embarrassment:

　　 "Father, what are you doing here today? Do you want to buy clothes for your mother?"

　　 He just saw that this shop was a ready-to-wear shop, and thought that his father was here to buy clothes for his old mother. He didn't expect his father to be quite affectionate to his old mother, hehe.

　　 "Smelly boy, this is our shop. Do I still need to buy the things here?"

　　 Li Jingmo heard Li Zexuan's just a little bit narrowing, knowing that this stinky kid didn't think of good things in his mind, and said annoyedly.

Lan'er, Xiaohe, and Xiaoxi beside 　　 couldn't help but sneered. Ah Fu and Sanbao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, they were looking at the ants on the ground while lowering their heads and smiling.

　　 Li Zexuan was even more embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Then why did Dad come over today?"

　　 After a few words with his son, Li Jingmo's mood is a little better. Then he said:

　　 "For my father, today I went to the West Market to check the accounts of these shops in our house. This is the last shop. You guys should go and stay next to you. Let's go home together after checking."

　　 Although Li Zexuan is reluctant to wait, but now he doesn't want to touch his brow, so he should be right now.

　　 At this moment, I saw the middle-aged scribe I just saw. He walked over with the ledger and said to Li Jingmo:

　　 "Brother Li, Xu has checked the accounts of this ready-to-wear shop just now, and there is still one point that can't be matched after calculations. I really can't find out where I don't. I really can't find out, I'm ashamed."

　　 Li Zexuan was a little surprised when he heard that this person called his father Brother Li. He thought he was the accountant in the shop.

At this time, Li Jingmo introduced to Li Zexuan: "Xuan'er, this is Mr. Xu Hongzhi. He is an old friend of his father who traveled to Chang'an in his early years. Mr. Xu studied under Dr. Liu of the Imperial College. He is a true math master, you You have to learn from Mr. Xu. The father also asked him to help check the accounts today."

　　 Hearing that he was a friend of his father's, Li Zexuan also gave his father a lot of face, so he hurriedly bowed his hands and looked up to his name:

　　 "Hello, Mr. Xu, the kid has long admired Mr. Xu for his talent."

　　Mr. Xu smiled and said: "Thank you!"

　　 But that look is clearly a flattery to Li Zexuan, and it is very useful. Scholars are a bit arrogant.

　　 After seeing his son and Mr. Xu, Li Jingmo turned back to the topic, frowning and said to Xu Hongzhi:

　　 "Even Mr. Xu can't find out where the problem is, how can this be good?"

　　Xu Hongzhi was a little ashamed at this time, his old friend trusted him, but he was disappointed and explained:

　　 "This accountant can also be regarded as a master of arithmetic. The foolish brother is very inexperienced, and it is difficult to find the loopholes in this short time. It is really a shame that Brother Li has entrusted him, ashamed."

　　 Hearing this, Li Jingmo hurriedly said: "Mr. Don't blame yourself, it's all because of the old man who made false accounts."

　　 After saying this, he stood by the door and said angrily:

　　 "Wang Zhengkun, you are so brave, the old man gave you this shop to take care of, but you fooled the old man with false accounts!"

　　 "Master, wronged, wronged, how dare the old slave deceive the master."

　　 The gray-robed middle-aged man came over and cried when he heard the words.

　　 Knowing that there is a problem with the accounts, Li Jingmo found no evidence. People refused to admit it, so he couldn't make a move. Li Jingmo was very depressed.

　　 "Father, let the child take a look at the ledger!"

　　 At this time, Li Zexuan suddenly stepped forward and said. His father could compose a few sentences privately, but he couldn't help others to maliciously deceive his father. Li Zexuan still respected this father very much.

　　 Seeing that the old man next to him wanted to fool his father with this number game, Li Zexuan couldn't help but sneered in his heart: Humph, play math with the little master, UU reading www. uukanshu.com will let you know why the flowers are so red today.

　　 Hearing that his son wanted to help him, although Li Jingmo was moved in his heart, he still couldn't help frowning:

　　 "Xuan'er, don't mess around, you know what counts as a school."

　　 Mr. Xu couldn't find out the problem of the accounts. How could his son who had never attended school?

"Father, the master has not only taught children martial arts for the past eight years, but also taught children arithmetic and the art of learning things. Master is pedantic, and can be regarded as everyone in many ways. Father, let the children try." Li Zexuan Huyou Tao.

　　 Fortunately, his master is considered to be an extraordinary person in the world, and ordinary people rarely come into contact with him, and no one knows what his master will do.

　　 Li Jingmo couldn't help but hesitate and said: "Then Xuan'er, you can try it."

　　 Li Zexuan took the ledger, walked to the counter next to him, and ordered:

　　 "Xi, come over and rub the ink for this young master."

Although Li Zexuan’s father was only a farmer with a junior high school diploma, he wrote very well. When he was a child, his family’s couplets were written by his father. Li Zexuan also asked his father who taught him. His father said it was Li Zexuan’s grandfather. He started practicing as a child. Therefore, although Li Zexuan did not attend any calligraphy interest class when he was a child, he still practiced calligraphy for several years under the urging of his father, and he could still read the written characters.

　　 Then Wang Zhengkun saw that Li Zexuan was going to check the accounts, lowered his head next to him, a sneer flashed from the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart:

　　 "Huh, this stinky kid is so self-conscious, how can you tell the old man after so many years of accounting."

　　 Xu Hongzhi also walked over with interest at this time. Although he did not believe that this young man was better than his own in arithmetic, this young man was the son of his friend. He could give some pointers on the side and act as a guide for the younger generation.

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