Chapter 142 Crown Princess, I am convinced Butler

Yang could not hold back his expression and blinked his eyes, as if asking:

What game is the Third Young Master playing with the Crown Princess? Why can't he understand?

Looking at Zhu Xuntao, who was pinching peaches with his empty hands, Butler Yang approached Xiao Mi Luo:

"Miss, is the Third Young Master settling accounts with the Crown Princess?"

"The Third Young Master reports so quickly, how can the Crown Princess remember it?"

"However, I'd better prepare an abacus for the Crown Princess."

He has been a butler for so many years, and he has never seen anyone settle accounts without an abacus. Isn't this nonsense?

"Tsk..."

Xiao Miluo asked Butler Yang to be quiet:

"Don't talk, don't disturb my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law doesn't need an abacus to do the calculations."

Butler Yang said "hmm", raised his voice, and looked at Zhu Xuntao with an incredible expression:

So the Crown Prince's Consort is like this?

She brags without thinking.

He is an old butler, and he dare not say that he can calculate the accounts clearly without an abacus.

Even with an abacus, he may sometimes make mistakes.

"One thousand two hundred and fifty-seven taels."

When Butler Yang was absent, Zhu Xuntao had already reported the answer clearly.

Xiao Jingshen stared at the note in amazement. It indeed said 1,257 taels...

Butler Yang, who thought Zhu Xuntao couldn't have figured it out and that the two were just fooling around, saw Xiao Jingshen's expression and

stepped forward without saying a word to squeeze in to look at the account book.

Xiao Miluo also wanted to squeeze in, but was embarrassed to squeeze in with Butler Wang.

She could only ask Xiao Jingshen:

"Third brother, did my sister-in-law calculate it correctly?!"

"Yes, yes, it's the same as what I calculated before, but how is this possible?"

Butler Yang answered the question before Xiao Jingshen.

He rubbed his eyes and confirmed several times that the number reported by Zhu Xuntao was exactly the same as what he calculated, without any difference.

Xiao Jingshen turned the page and prepared to try again.

Zhu Xuntao couldn't help but say:

"You can give a few more pages of accounts."

It was too troublesome to give one page after another, and it was not enough for her to calculate.

"Okay."

Xiao Jingshen nodded and tried to give a few more pages.

Here, Xiao Jingshen just reported all the numbers, and there, Zhu Xuntao took over Xiao Jingshen's voice and reported the answer again.

This time, Xiao Jingshen didn't need to answer whether Xiao Miluo was right or not.

Butler Yang snatched the account book from Xiao Jingshen's hand and chattered:

"Impossible, this is impossible. Without an abacus, how did the Crown Prince's Consort calculate so quickly and all of them were correct?"

He was hitting the abacus, and I'm afraid that the abacus would produce sparks. The speed of calculation could not catch up with the Crown Prince's Consort.

What made Butler Yang angry was that he was not as fast as Zhu Xuntao in calculating, and his accuracy rate did not seem to be as high as Zhu Xuntao's.

"Forgive me, Princess, can I have a try?"

No one in this family is more familiar with these account books than Butler Yang.

Just now, he and Xiao Jingshen read the whole numbers, without any fragments.

Butler Yang, who did not believe in evil, was going to give Zhu Xuntao a difficult task, with both whole and fractions, to see if the results would be different.

"Okay, okay."

Zhu Xuntao seemed to see smoke coming out of Butler Yang's head.

This damn desire to win or lose.

This test of Zhu Xuntao, led by Xiao Jingshen and continued by Butler Yang, became more and more intense.

When Zhu Xuntao didn't notice, more and more people came to watch the show.

Almost all the masters in the Marquis' Mansion came, even Old Madam Sheng was no exception.

"Seven thousand six hundred and forty-three taels and five coins."

Zhu Xuntao seemed to have turned into a ruthless number-reciting machine, only mechanically spitting out numbers and unable to do anything else.

Butler Yang wiped the increasing sweat on his forehead, and the speed of his mouth reciting numbers became faster and faster.

Until this time, Zhu Xuntao's face was no longer relaxed, and the action of pinching his fingers like a shaman accelerated a little.

"One hundred and seventeen thousand six hundred and four point seventeen taels and three cents."

"Hahahaha..."

After Zhu Xuntao reported the number, Butler Yang suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had won a battle,

"Crown Princess, although you are powerful, you didn't use an abacus, so it's normal to make a mistake."

"Crown Princess, you overcalculated by one or two taels."

"Impossible!"

Before Zhu Xuntao could protest for herself, Xiao Miluo jumped out and tried to snatch the account book from Butler Yang:

"There were so many accounts before, and my sister-in-law was never wrong. How could she be wrong all of a sudden?"

"Butler Yang, could it be that you are old and you made a mistake in the calculation, not my sister-in-law?"

"Yes, that must be the case!"

"Hey, hey, hey, miss, be gentle, be gentle, don't tear up the account book."

"Miss, I work diligently and am very careful when checking accounts. Please don't wrongly accuse me."

How could he, a person who uses an abacus, lose to the prince's wife who doesn't use an abacus?

Impossible!

"Humph."

Xiao Miluo didn't listen to Butler Yang. After snatching the account book, he gave it to Zhu Xuntao:

"Sister-in-law, please see where Butler Yang made a mistake in calculating. This one or two silver coins are missing."

Zhu Xuntao took the account book quietly, turned it over with one hand, and then pinched it with the other hand.

The scene of her pinching her fingers has mesmerized countless people.

When Zhu Xuntao checked the fourth page of accounts, she stopped:

"The account here is wrong, one or two taels of silver are missing."

Zhu Xuntao's numbers are not much different from those of Butler Yang, so it is easy to check this account.

But after encountering this freak Zhu Xuntao, it becomes easy.

"Let me see."

Butler Yang's mustache trembled and he took the account book again.

Butler Yang is different from Zhu Xuntao. He doesn't have Zhu Xuntao's ability to count with his fingers, and he doesn't have an abacus at hand.

When he looks at the pile of not-so-simple numbers, Butler Yang feels dizzy.

Xiao Miluo raised her chin and asked the maid to bring an abacus to Yang Guanjia:

"Don't worry, we won't make things difficult for you, but my sister-in-law will definitely not be wrong."

When Yang Guanjia got the abacus, he felt more at ease. He was not like before, without

the abacus in his hand, he was like a floating duckweed, drifting with the flow.

Yang Guanjia took a deep breath, and heard the abacus beads being moved by him.

In about a cup of tea, Yang Guanjia calculated the same account twice.

The results of the two times were the same, the same as Zhu Xuntao's calculation, and different from what he had calculated before, with one or two more.

Yes, he had underestimated one or two numbers before...

"Crown Princess, this old slave, I am convinced!"

Oh my God, when he met such a Crown Princess, he couldn't help but be convinced.

He has lived for so long, but he has never met someone who can calculate as fast as the Crown Princess.

Is this the speed of a human?

No, the point is, can the Crown Princess tell him how she can calculate so quickly and accurately without an abacus?

If he has this ability, would he still have a headache about accounting?

"Shut your mouth."

Yang Xiruo stretched out his hand, supported Xiao Jingyu's chin, and lifted it up,

"Be careful of bugs flying in."