Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 22 The Way of Arithmetic
"The poetic talent of the third brother is really... really like a poet possessed by him. Whenever he makes a move, he will be colorful every time... The colorful realm that thousands of people can't find in their lifetimes is taken for granted in his writing..."

"You read it to mother, read it slowly, mother write it down!"

"Xiling wine tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light..."

Looking at the poem draft in front of her, and reading the refreshing song through the ages, Mother Lin's face was radiant...

"Mother, the third brother is making an appointment with someone to take the provincial examination this year."

"Okay..." Lin's mother still kept her eyes on the poem manuscript, and she was distracted. Suddenly, she was shocked: "This year?"

"Yes!" Lin Jialiang said: "The third brother told me that he has already been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics and the anthology of the philosophers. Let us not force him to study before the provincial examination this year. If he fails the provincial examination, he will follow his mother's arrangement. Study hard."

"Nonsense, he...has he ever read the Four Books and Five Classics?" Mother Lin reprimanded: "He is just playful, and I also know that he has changed in the past few months after he became enlightened by the Immortal Sect. "

"But mother, he has never written poems before, did you ever think that he could write three colorful poems in a row?"

Mother Lin fell silent, her eyes slowly brightened...

"This year's rural examination, whether it's a mother or a child, I didn't expect much at first, so why not let it go, even if you fail, it's only two months, and there are three years before the next rural examination. With the talent of the third brother, how can I not Building a tree?"

Mother Lin's heart was shaken.

Man, it's always like this. Before yesterday, she would never force San Lang to study, because in her mind, San Lang was not that material at all, but San Lang wrote two colorful poems, which gave her great hope, and her expectations were also high. It's grown up. She prayed in front of her ancestors and her deceased husband yesterday. She promised to use all of Lin's strength to help her son embark on the literary path...

Suddenly, a loud cry came from the back room, it was Xiaotao.

With a bang, something spilled all over the floor, Xiao Tao rushed out from inside, her face flushed, "Ma'am, Second Young Master, Third Young Master is right, he... he is right!"

"What?" Mother Lin and Lin Jialiang were both stunned.

Xiaotao grabbed his wife's sleeve and shouted: "Mr. Zhang from the capital asked an extremely difficult arithmetic problem, and the third son answered it casually. He is right!"

"Huh?" Lin Jialiang remembered, chickens and rabbits in the same cage?The third brother's calculations are useless, so the answer he answered casually is correct?

yes!Xiaotao firmly stated that she checked the calculations, and the third son was right...

As soon as the whole story was told, the lady was dumbfounded.

How can it be?How profound is arithmetic?Arithmetic, which is regarded as a difficult problem by the students from the capital, is a trifling matter for Saburo?
Where did this skill come from?
Why is everything magical?
"Xiaotao, let's go, go and have a look at the third brother."

The two arrived at the west courtyard, Lin Su was sitting on the bed, looking at the moon alone, Xiao Yao came out of the house with a footbath, almost splashed water on Xiao Tao...

"My lord, my lord, your answer is correct... You answered the problem of the chicken and the rabbit in the same cage..." Xiaotao got excited again, jumping her feet.

Lin Su was calm: "Of course it's right, what's wrong?"

"My lord, you don't even use calculations, how... how can you figure it out?"

"..." Lin Su was speechless.

Forget it, feudal society...

"Teach you a simple way to solve this kind of chicken and rabbit in the same cage..."

How to solve it?play a game...

Isn't there 30 heads and 88 legs?Regardless of whether these 30 heads are rabbits or chickens, we will collectively call them animals anyway. 30 animals have 88 legs, right...

Let's call "one two three", all animals listen to my password, and each raises two legs!

30 animals, each lifting 2 legs, how many legs were lifted in total?

There was a terrible silence in the arena.

The counting chip in Xiaotao's hand crackled, and finally, 3 minutes later, she gave the answer, 60 pieces!
"Okay, not bad! 88 of the 60 legs have been removed, how many legs are left?"

There was another crackling sound, and the result was 28.

Are the remaining 28 chicken legs or rabbit legs?

The corners of Xiaoyao's mouth began to drool: "Drumsticks!"

Lin Su knocked on Xiaoyao's forehead: "Didn't I say it before? All animals lift two legs, but chickens only have two legs. What will happen when you lift it?"

"Sit on the floor with one ass..." Xiaoyao finally returned from the delicious food.

"That's right!" Lin Su said: "A chicken only has two legs. If you lift up two legs and sit on the ground, there will be no chicken legs on the ground. The remaining 28 are all rabbit legs. Each rabbit has been lifted before." I have raised 2 legs, and there are only 2 legs left, 28 legs, how many rabbits will it be?"

Xiaoyao thought about why the chicken legs disappeared like this, and was very sad.

Xiaotao started to crack the counting chips, and after 10 minutes, she came to a conclusion, 14!

That's right, 30 animals, minus 14 rabbits, how much is a chicken?

Another slap, 16!
perfect!

Lin Jialiang pondered for a long time, applauded, Xiao Tao's eyes sparkled with excitement, Xiao Yao's mouth was drooling, she was hungry and wanted to eat chicken drumsticks...

Xiaotao Yingying stood up and bowed gracefully: "Young master has superb arithmetic skills, you are a true god, can you teach your slaves the way of arithmetic..."

Lin Su directly grabbed her shoulder: "It's fine to teach you, but you must promise me one thing."

"My lord, please tell me, servant girl..."

"Don't speak to me in such a polite tone."

ah?Xiaotao's eyes are red, what is she pretending to be cultural?Isn't it just to be qualified to be your bed warmer girl?Don't you know how hard it is for me to pretend?
"You are still the same as before. Call when you have something to say, talk when you have something to say, say what you think of, and speak in a normal tone. I like it better."

Xiaotao's sad face disappeared, and the haze in her heart turned into colorful neon lights, with lace glittering...

The second son said that he can't accompany the third son to warm the bed without learning, but the third son doesn't care about learning, the third son has the final say on this matter...

The final plan is all right, but... the madam can't do without people, how can she warm the son's bed?

In the early morning of the next day, Xiaotao opened the courtyard door, her eyes lit up, and there was a woman kneeling outside the courtyard door, lying quietly on the ground...

"Little Snow!"

Xiaoxue came back, entered Madam's room, and took a long time to come out. Her eyes were red, but her expression was full of joy.

Xiaotao is the happiest, the people in the house are withered, she is more lost than anyone else, now Xiaoxue is back, this is the best friend she used to talk about.

And it happened to correspond to what was on her mind at the moment.

She wanted to get closer to the young master. It turned out that the madam couldn't do without her. Now that Xiaoxue was with her, she had more time.

Just as Lin Su woke up, he also welcomed a guest.

Ding Hai, the owner of Haining Building.

Ding Hai sent a bag, opened it, and inside was a large piece of white flowers, a bag of silver, a total of 300 taels.

"Third Young Master, you are a high-ranking scholar, and you shouldn't be insulted by this yellow and white thing, but Lin Fu may need these vulgar things at present, so I hope you will not refuse."

Lin Su's eyes flickered: "Yellow and white things, why do I only see white ones and yellow ones?"

Ding Hai's expression turned into pig's liver...

Lin Su laughed loudly: "Just kidding! Boss Ding can make up for it after the matter is over, so it can be seen that he has a pattern. For the conscience of the business world, how about I give you a chance?"

The pig liver color on Ding Hai's face suddenly became radiant: "What does the third son mean?"

"A peerless wine!"

Ding Hai's eyes brightened: "But old Baoshan... What did Mr. Baoshan tell you about the origin of the wine?"

Mr. Baoshan, what is his status in the literary world? The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise see wisdom. However, his status in the wine world is definitely at the level of a big boss. Think about it, this old man has drunk all over the world. From the three states, he dared to break into the Holy Land of the Monster Race for drinking, and dared to go to the Immortal Palace of Yaochi...

This old man likes to drink but never likes to talk about wine. Ding Hai has been friends with him for 20 years, how many times he tried his best to extract commercial information about wine from him, but the old man didn't say a word, just scolded Ding Hai for vulgarity, Desecrating the beauty of wine made Ding Hai hate him half to death.

Now it seems that the opportunity has come. The kid in front of him has a special relationship with Baoshan, and he is also a fellow who "want yellow when he sees white", and he is a monkey spirit...

Lin Su rolled his eyes: "What information can he provide? He is counting on my wine to help him break through the extreme state of literary mind."

Ding Hai stopped breathing suddenly...

Mr. Baoshan expects his wine to break through the limit of literary mind?
Let's not talk about whether such a fantasy thing can really be done.

The key is that the kid in front of him really knows the crux of Baoshan Wenxin Extreme Realm, which in itself is no small matter.

The small door of the west courtyard was pushed open, and Xiaotao came in with a plate: "My lord, are you hungry? The steamed stuffed buns just out of the cage, the side dishes made according to your master's instructions, if you taste the taste, is there anything wrong with you...ah, are there any guests?"

She saw another person in the west courtyard, of course it was Ding Hai, she didn't know Ding Hai.

Lin Su said: "It's okay! Let it go, I'll try!"

On the plate, there were four white and fat buns, a bowl of white rice porridge, and five small dishes, which contained fragrant home-cooked dishes.

Lin Su picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the same dish: "Well, it's not bad! It tastes like this, did you send it to my mother?"

"No, I want to see if the taste is right. Since the young master says it is right, I will send it to the madam!"

She backed off.

Lin Su sat down and began to eat breakfast. He didn't notice Ding Hai's gaze at all. He stared at Baozi without blinking.

"Third Young Master, is this made of flour?"

"Yes!"

"Can I have one?"

"Did Boss Ding not have breakfast? If you don't think the Lin family's breakfast is simple, I'll ask them to bring you one too?"

"Then thank you, Third Young Master..."

Lin Su yelled, Xiaoyao jumped in from the outside, with a bun in each hand, her mouth was still bulging like a hamster, I don't know how the bun got into her mouth, she didn't have a third hand.

"Xiaoyao, bring me another breakfast."

"En!" Xiaoyao pronounced through her nose, turned and started to run.

Soon, Xiaoyao sent a new one, exactly the same as Lin Su.

Ding Hai immediately grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up. The chopsticks in his hand stretched towards several dishes. His eyes also brightened. At first he tasted it, then he swallowed it. Soon, the dishes were all emptied. .

Ding Hai stared at Lin Su with bright eyes.

Lin Su's heart twitched slightly, as if he saw something.

"Third Young Master, I own a restaurant!"

"Know!"

"This steamed stuffed bun... the secret recipe for making... and the secret recipe for making these side dishes, can you share with me? You and I will share the proceeds..."

Lin Su smiled: "The frying of side dishes is not a secret recipe at all. I can tell you right now. You can try it when you go back. As for the technique of steamed stuffed buns... it's a bit technical, and you won't be able to figure it out for a while. , otherwise, I'll make 'Fat Mother' in the mansion, and you can add flour to it to make buns like this."

About half an hour later, Ding Hai excitedly returned to Haining Building.

This time when he came to Lin’s house, he gained a lot. For the first time, he knew that cooking in an iron pan would be more fragrant. For the first time, he knew that adding some kind of magical “Fat Mother” to the flour would make it fat and fat after steaming. Big and refreshing...

Stir-frying in an iron pan is just a piece of window paper, once it is pierced, anyone can copy it.

But the "hair mother" is the secret recipe.

How to get this secret recipe into your own hands?

Haining Building is not a few steps away from the Lin Mansion, so it is not impossible to get hair mothers from the Lin Mansion every day, but the problem is that there is no way to use the hair mothers at the headquarters in the capital, in Haizhou, and in several other countries. Mother, and the business will grow in the future, and the core technology will be controlled by this kid for a long time, so people can't rest assured, what if he gets stuck?
Ding Hai scratched his head.

Suddenly, his hand stopped, and he thought of another thing.

This kid once said that there is a kind of wine that is so miraculous that Mr. Baoshan is looking forward to it, and it even has a hook with his literary extreme...

He naturally didn't believe such nonsense at first.

But now, his thoughts started to go astray, could it be true?
If there is such a kind of wine, what will his Haining Building be like?

Ding Hai's blood started to burn...

In the following time, several major events happened in Haining.

One is that a seven-color wine poem hangs in the Haining Building, and Dacang students gather in batches.

The second is that Haining Building has launched a delicacy called steamed buns, which instantly elevates flour from a low-level food to a high-end food.

The third is that the flavor of Haining Building suddenly changed, becoming incomparably fragrant and delicious.

In Qiankun Academy, Mr. Baoshan sat on the top of the mountain for seven days and seven nights, watching a colorful poem day and night. The extreme literary state he wanted did not come after all, but he looked in the direction of Haining, his eyes were still full of anticipation. This kid promised him , produced a peerless wine, ten days have passed, is the wine ready?
The wine jug he was carrying was finally empty, and even a drunkard without alcohol would have a hard time even for a minute. He was determined to embark on the road to the Holy Land of the Monster Race, but it was this kid who made him hesitate again and again.

He wanted to soar into the sky and enter Haining Lin's house, but he was worried that as soon as he stepped in, he would see this kid's embarrassed face and a meaningless apology...

Let's wait a few days, if this kid dares not send him a message, strangle him to death!

The ancient country of Nanyang, Baiji Plain!

Deng Xianchu and Wuyue Mountain people descended like gods and landed in front of a thatched hut, which was empty. The two old men looked at each other and stepped into the hut at the same time. There was a loud bang, and the air flow floated. An old man with black hair and white beard appeared in front of the hut. Shadow, this is the picture of the world of the hermit.

Facing the void, the mysterious hermit slowly recited:
"Flowers fade to red and green apricots are small. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There is no fragrant grass in the end of the world..."

Deng Xianchu and Wuyue Mountain people looked at each other, and sighed for a while: "It really is him! The ancient country of Nanyang has a profound cultural base after all, admiration!"

The two of them bowed to the ground at the same time and rose through the air.

After they left, Xu Ying continued to sigh: "Such a masterpiece, why didn't I make it? I have already touched this layer, I have already touched it, but there is a little mystery, who is one step ahead of me, who created it? Let me be very happy." Years of painstaking practice, wasted? Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky, and the phantom of the old man slowly disappeared.

In the Lin family, Lin Su closed the door to thank the guests. Of course, there were not many guests.

Although he is well-known in Haining, he also offended Minister of the Ministry of War and countless literary heroes. There are taboos in making friends in the literary world.

Therefore, the local literary world in Haining respects Lin at a respectful distance.

Lin Su also happened to deal with some things quietly.

What things?

Here in Haining Tower, he had his first stable income. Xiaotao, Xiaoxue, and Xiaoyao made a pot of old noodles every night. The next morning, a carriage sneaked in and took the old noodles away. noodles, worth 30 taels of silver.

How much does it cost?Half two!

A net profit of 30 taels a day, which is higher than the normal nobles of the Dingnan Houfu.

The Lin family was so excited that they got carried away, and Lin's mother once again carried forward the nature of "benefiting the world as much as possible", sending money, rice and supplies to the neighbors and those who left the Lin family at that time, so that people kowtow in front of the Lin family every day.

A few people came back.

Lao He, Mei Niang, Lao Zhou, Xiao Wu...

Fortunately, my old lady also has a bottom line. She doesn't just pick up all the garbage at home. The things she re-collected are all done without evil when she left that day, and there are unavoidable reasons. As for those pure villains, even if you kowtow outside, she Also determined not to stay.

That's fine.

The more people there are, the easier things will be.

Lin Su made a division of labor.

Lao He took Xiao Wu in charge of security and doing odd jobs.

Mei Niang is in charge of cooking.

Xiaotao is in charge of the accounts.

Xiaoxue is responsible for taking care of his wife.

Yulou is responsible for taking care of Lin Jialiang.

Xiaoyao is in charge of... being cute.

(End of this chapter)