Chapter 2548

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Friday Lang is very good at counting now. He can figure out the account slowly by dialing the abacus, but obviously, the servants can't do it.

Even their foreman didn't do it.

On Friday, Lang Bang Bang took a hanging money out of the basket and stuffed it into the foreman. After being stunned, the foreman was soft in hands and feet and sat down on the ground.

They used their brains to calculate carefully and found that they couldn't calculate it, so they put the copper money back into Wu Lang's arms and said bitterly, "brother five, brother Friday, we can't calculate it. Otherwise, you can send it to us one by one."

Other servicemen also stared at the copper coin, with light in their eyes and nodded repeatedly.

I gave it to the foreman. I have to divide it again when I go back. How can I get it on the spot now?

And if brother Zhou and the foreman make a mistake, they can't find him later. It's better to divide it now.

Anyway, they do the same work as others. They take as much as they take. There are always smart people here. They won't lose money if they follow them.

So everyone persuaded Wu Lang, "brother Friday, let's divide here. It's still early now. We don't have to go home in a hurry."

Zhou Wulang:... You're not in a hurry to go home. I'm in a hurry. Now he's in a mess about his accounts. He just knows he's making money, but he can't figure out how much money he's made. He has to go back and ask Lizhong for help.

"Yes, yes, we just had lunch. We're not in a hurry."

On Friday, Lang choked up in his chest. After thinking about it, everyone said so. At this time, it seems that he has a problem in accounting.

The most important thing is that these people are manbao's food cities and have good relations. It's easy to find them if he has work in the future, so he has to do a good job.

On Friday, Lang waved and said, "OK, come one by one, but there are so many of you. Come here and count up to a hundred."

Finally, in addition to the three foremen, two others came forward.

Well, everyone's cultural level is not very high.

Others said with a embarrassed smile: "brother Friday, in fact, we can count, but occasionally we will count wrong. But we know that above ten is twenty, above twenty is thirty, and above thirty is forty... "

"All right, all right, I see."

On Friday Lang cut off their words and called all five to follow.

He poured baskets of copper money to the ground, and everyone's eyes glittered on a pile of money on the ground.

At this time, a lot of grass grew on the field, and the hanging copper money piled on the grass would not be dirty.

On Friday, Lang sat cross legged with them on the ground, took a hanging money and said, "it's agreed that the salary for a day is 50 Wen. Today, you have worked for five and a half days, and I'll calculate it for you for six days."

He said, "that person is three hundred Wen. This hanging money is one thousand. I don't say so much. Count it out one by one. It's estimated that it will be counted until tomorrow. Therefore, you have a good relationship. Make a group of three. I'll divide one hundred Wen from the hanging money. Take the rest back. Divide one Wen down and divide it equally into three parts."

That's a good idea. They don't know how to count. That's what they do when they divide things in the countryside. Especially when they divide their families, your family has a bowl, my family has one, your family has another, and my family has another

Everyone had no problem. On Friday, Lang asked them to count out 100 Wen. The money counted out was then tied with a string of rope and thrown into the basket.

After a while, take three strings directly, and it's another person's salary.

So the six sat down and counted the money. On Friday, Lang asked the onlookers to keep an eye on it. Don't let people give the money in private.

Count the money, put a small string of 100 Wen into the basket, and a large string of 900 Wen on the other side.

After counting the baskets, Lang poured out another basket of money on Friday, and then put a large string of money in this basket. He counted it, and it was right. So he squatted aside and counted with his fingers. How much is the salary of these 300 people? How many more cranes do you have to count?

You can't count all that money, can you?

On Friday, Lang calmly calculated. He knew that a person was 300 Wen. He calculated it himself last night and confirmed it repeatedly with Lizhong. The 300 people were

On Friday, Lang broke his fingers and thought uncertainly, 900 Wen?

Pooh, Pooh, no, it's 90000?

Well, ninety thousand is ninety thousand

On Friday, Lang felt that he was right and relieved, so he rolled his sleeves to count the copper coins that had been piled on the ground. After counting the twenty strings, he immediately shouted, "enough, enough."

As soon as everyone heard this, he immediately stopped his action. On Friday, Lang became happy and shouted, "now the three familiar people came together to receive the labor money. Those who are not familiar with each other fell behind and went back to receive their own money."

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately crowded and bustled. Those with cousins were called cousins, those with ethnic brothers were called ethnic brothers, those with cousins were called cousins, or the neighbors lined up together.

On Friday, Lang took out the booklet, held a pen, and the three asked, "are you sure the three will take it together?"

After they nodded, they crossed out their names, then gave them a large string of money and told them, "this is 900 Wen, 300 Wen per person."

The three people followed and recited it again. After firmly keeping this sentence in mind, they took the money and retreated aside with a smile. The two surrounded the man who took the money in the middle and whispered, "go back and pay."

"Don't worry, there must be a lot of you."

After that, there is a small string of money.

On Friday, Lang brought them three strings of money, "a string of 100 Wen, three strings are here."

After dividing them, he gave them three foremen. He also gave them three strings with a bang. Then he took out a bucket of money and said, "it's agreed. I'll give you twenty more for each of you foremen."

After all, they have to worry about people.

"Six days is..." on Friday, Lang broke his fingers and calculated. Five days is 100 Wen, plus one day, "120 Wen, come on, I'll count it for you."

When the foreman's money is divided, the rest doesn't belong to Wu Lang.

On Friday, Lang called six cooks and divided their wages.

They had little money, only 25 Wen a day, but Zhou Lizhong calculated it for him early in the morning, 150 Wen a person.

He counted the money and gave it to them. He put the rest in the basket.

Everyone looked at the rest of the money and exclaimed, "brother Friday, why did you bring so much money?"

Because Princess Mingda gave him so much money, she just sent it to him in the workshop yesterday.

On Friday Lang said, "I have to send money to the quarry later. All right, all right, the person who took the money will go back. Come and help me and send the money to the quarry with me."

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately helped to put all the money in the basket and put it on the ox cart. The three foremen did not hurry home. Adhering to the concept of good relations with the Lord's brother, they were very willing to accompany Wu Lang on this trip.