Chapter 426: Getting Rich
But, does Mr. Bai know how to weigh it?
Of course not, he would measure it with a bucket!
Manbao, who was still immersed in excitement, had not noticed the problem yet. She was happily asking her brothers to move out the chairs, stools and tables, as she still had to settle the accounts later.
Of course, with two friends.
Old Zhou, Uncle Qian and others understood it as soon as they heard it, but they didn't feel too sorry because Manbao had said at the beginning that it was one hundred and fifty coins per dou.
They didn't know that Manbao and Mr. Bai were talking about weighing in pounds. If they knew, they would definitely feel very upset.
As two old men who had to pay taxes to the court every year, although they were illiterate and not very good at arithmetic, they knew the difference between measuring by a bucket and weighing by weight.
In Manbao and Bai Shanbao's opinion, calculating the amount in buckets is much easier than weighing it, maybe because the numbers are small?
Anyway, no matter what, the two of them sat down with an abacus and calculated the numbers they reported. Not only Qian Dalang and others, but even Zhou Dalang and others were stunned.
There was only one thought in my mind, "Our Manbao has made great progress..."
Old Zhou leaned over and looked at it for a while, but didn't understand it. However, he looked at Mr. Zhuang's expression. Seeing that he looked relieved, he knew that his daughter was right.
He looked at Manbao, then turned to look at the accountant sitting on the other side, and Old Zhou almost shed tears.
Being an accountant, that’s what her father thought back then.
Zhou Dalang didn't think too much about it, because his uncle, who was younger than him, had wanted to do a lot of things since he was a child. Not to mention changing them every day, there was always something to change every other day. How could he remember so many things?
However, he really wanted his son to be an accountant, so he pulled Datou and Santou forward and asked them to watch Manbao use the abacus carefully. He whispered, "Watch more. Your aunt will teach you later. If you learn well, you can become an accountant when you grow up."
The Zhou family really didn't have much wheat, even with the twenty-eight bags of wheat picked by the Qian family, it wasn't much.
What's more, the wheat picked by the Qian family was packed in smaller sacks, which made it even more difficult to measure.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao quickly calculated the total. Manbao said, "It's 182,880 coins in total."
The pipe in Old Zhou's hand almost flew out.
Mr. Bai had just taken a look and found that the wheat seeds that the Zhou family brought out were all good. One bucket after another was poured into the bag. Although it was taken in very quickly, based on his many years of experience in buying and selling grain, he knew that at least the grains were quite full.
He also carefully compared the new wheat seeds with the wheat seeds they were currently planting. He found that the new wheat seeds were slightly rounder than the old ones. This could not be seen individually, and no one would notice it when they were put together, but it could be seen after careful comparison.
He has seen it so many times and paid close attention that he basically won't make a mistake if it comes into view.
After confirming that the Zhou family had not engaged in fraud and that the wheat seeds they had provided were all of good quality, Mr. Bai smiled and nodded, then asked Manbao, "Then how much silver should I give you?"
His accountant had already calculated the money and was obviously waiting for her answer. After both parties confirmed that everything was correct, they could sign and settle the bill.
Manbao smiled ingratiatingly at Mr. Zhuang and presented him with the abacus.
Old Zhou was stunned for a moment, then quietly asked Manbao, "Why don't you calculate it yourself?"
"Dad, I haven't learned this yet."
Old Zhou nodded and said, "Then study hard." He lowered his voice and said, "Learn all of Mr. Zhuang's skills. Even if you can't be a cashier in the future, you can at least be the boss's wife."
Manbao nodded in agreement, "Dad, I'll let you be the boss then!"
Old Zhou: "...No, that's not necessary. Let your husband take care of that."
Manbao was confused, "Who is my husband?"
Old Zhoutou: ...He felt a little regretful. Why did he bring up this topic?
When Old Zhou turned around and saw Zhou Xi, he immediately shouted, "Xi, come here and take your sister." He solved the troublesome problem at the same time.
Mr. Zhuang had already figured it out and said with a smile, "One hundred and fifty-two taels, leaving a balance of four hundred and forty wen."
The servants brought up the silver, and Old Zhou, Uncle Qian and others were almost stunned. It was the first time they had seen so much money in their lives.
This is just one season of wheat planting, how can you make so much money?
Everyone swallowed their saliva, and when they came to their senses, Manbao had already sent Master Bai and his men out. The servants of the Bai family moved all the grain piled in the yard onto mule carts and ox carts and transported it back.
It was noon, when the sun was at its brightest. Mr. Bai didn't want to stand in the sun for a moment, so he blocked the sun with one hand and waved goodbye to Manbao with the other.
Occasionally, a passing villager would see this and would just stand aside and watch curiously, then ask Manbao, who was most familiar with them, "What are you doing at home?"
Manbao said with a grin, "I'm selling wheat seeds."
"Oh," the villager asked with a wink, "Did your mother agree to change?"
Manbao smiled and said nothing. His mother said that if he didn't want to answer a question, he should just smile.
The villagers thought they understood and went home happily. The sun was so strong, so they went back to eat something and drink some water first. They could go out and chat again in the evening when it was cooler.
Manbao also said goodbye to Bai Shanbao, "I'm going home first. You and Bai Er go back and count the silver. I'll come find you in the afternoon."
"Okay, go ahead."
Manbao ran home happily.
Old Zhou and the others were feeling worried about the silver. When they saw Manbao coming in, they immediately waved, "Come here, Manbao. We don't know how much each family has. How are we going to divide it?"
Manbao said: "I know!"
She found the sacks that did not belong to her and asked each family to claim their own sack.
Uncle Qian pulled over twelve sacks and looked at Manbao eagerly.
In order to make it easier to remember, Old Zhou and his team deliberately put the sacks of each family together. Only after weighing one family would Zhou Silang and his team carry the sacks of the next family forward.
So Manbao only took a look at the number of sacks and counted the numbers at the back to know which family they belonged to.
The last one to come was Uncle Qian San's family. He brought a total of seven bags. Manbao calculated the last seven numbers by simply adding up the amount of money at the end.
Manbao said, "My third uncle's is nine thousand four hundred and fifty coins. Let me calculate the amount of money..."
She wasn't very good at dividing such large numbers yet, but she could first subtract 1,200 wen, write a 1 on the paper, then subtract 1,200 wen again, and write another 1...
Until it could no longer be reduced by 1,200 wen, the remaining copper coins and the silver exchanged were used.
Although it is numerous, it is accurate.
Manbao said, "It is seven taels, and the balance is one thousand and fifty coins."
Uncle Qian San felt something was wrong. "Nine thousand, isn't that nine taels of silver? It should be nine taels."
(End of this chapter)
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