Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

"It's five hundred for the first time. How can we do it without giving someone a mortgage? This is not a small amount. It is enough to buy a house in the county."

The old captain had been standing at the door listening for a long time. Hearing that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking more and more unseemly, he stopped him.

He took a deep breath and then took off his heavy cotton hat and then his big cotton-padded jacket.

Xiaoxia hurried over and helped her husband hang up the cotton-padded jacket.

The fire in the furnace was completely extinguished. The old captain first pulled out the ashes, and then started the fire little by little with paper media.

While he was working, He Guizhi and Xiaoxia made eye contact several times, and finally spoke, "Old man, what kind of mortgage do you want for a blind date in the countryside? Didn't you say that you would leave your calculations to Xiaohu?"

"I didn't say I wanted to give the accompaniment to his family. I just said that I would use this thing as a mortgage. If I pay back the money, wouldn't I be able to get the accompaniment back?"

"But..." He Guizhi's intention was not to pay back the money, but facing the strict old man, she did not dare to tell her true thoughts.

"Dad, with this situation in our family, when can we pay back the money? If you give them the money, wouldn't it be like a meat bun beating a dog?" Xiaoxia said unconvinced.

The old captain glared at her and said, "Don't borrow money if you know you can't pay it back."

This sentence silenced both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After lighting the stove, the old captain walked to the wooden box and seemed to be going to rummage through the box.

All valuable things at home are placed in wooden boxes, and the pocket calculation is the treasure at the bottom of the box.

He Guizhi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and hugged the box desperately, "No, you can't take it."

"Then I won't borrow money."

"His family is so rich? Why not lend it?"

"Why don't you go to the butcher stall and buy a piece of meat and put it on your face? People's money is also hard-earned. Lend it to us as a favor, but it's your duty not to lend it to us."

He Guizhi said, "I don't care."

The old captain looked at her, walked to the bed and sat down, "Then I won't borrow it."

Unlike He Guizhi's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, they borrowed money because they couldn't bear the current hardships and wanted to borrow money to survive. The old captain borrowed money because he wanted to turn over.

Nowadays, the family's situation is one of poverty and poverty. Apart from the money for Chen Dayong's medical treatment, it is difficult for the family to survive.

If you want to turn over, you can't work a day's work and earn a day's money like you are now. You have to use your brain to get out of the current life trajectory.

After Chen Dayong told Xiaoxia about making money through wholesale, the old captain also talked with his son, and the two agreed that this issue should be viewed in two.

It is possible to do business, and it is also possible to make money through wholesale. Xiaoxia's mistake was that she failed to keep her promise, repaid kindness with hatred, and robbed the business of Xiaoren Bookstore.

If she was willing to go through the trouble, wholesale the corn cobs and sell them farther away, it would be a good thing for grandpa.

But Xiaoxia made a big mistake and the rabbit ate the grass beside the nest.

After the father and son had a deep talk, the old captain came up with the idea of ​​taking out the pocketbook at the bottom of the box as collateral and borrowing some money as capital.

The old captain still had the final say in this family. Even though He Guizhi was unwilling, the old captain took out the family heirloom and sent it to Yuanni's house.

When this thing was placed on the table in the main room, grandma and grandpa's eyes widened.

The juniors don't know about sleeve arithmetic, but the two elders do. You know, the old captain's family has a legacy, and their group has a golden abacus accounting room.

Mr. Accountant, as the name suggests, is the one who calculates and prepares accounts. He can also be regarded as a semi-literate person.

In ancient times, calculations all relied on abacus. The ancestors of the old captain’s family had a unique skill, which was pocket calculation.

What is a pocket calculation? That is, the abacus does not need to be placed on the table, but worn on the wrist.

Accountants who know how to count in their sleeves, listen to the clerk report the numbers, put their hands in their sleeves, and report the accounts casually, are correct accounts, so they are highly valued by their employers.

In fact, this is a trick. The accountant wears a special sleeve abacus on his wrist. When the clerk counts, the accountant can use his fingers to move the beads of the abacus to calculate the accounts.

To explain it in modern terms, it means mastering the touch typing skills of abacus.

What does the sleeve count look like?

It is equivalent to connecting the abacus in a ring, connecting it from end to end, and then shrinking it to a size that is almost right on the wrist.

"Does your family really have a golden abacus?" Grandma asked the question in her heart as soon as she opened her mouth.

After living in the same village for so many years, when spanking a naked child, the elders would say that the old captain’s family had a golden abacus, but he would not admit it.

In the following years, the commotion got so loud that no one mentioned it anymore, for fear of causing trouble to the old captain's family.

If the old captain had never taken out the golden abacus, grandma would have thought it was a legend.

"Actually, this isn't gold, it's just gilt. If it were pure gold, I would have sold it long ago." The old captain told the truth.

Gold is a hard currency in any era, but the pocket calculation passed down from his family's ancestors is only plated with a little gold on the surface, so it can only be sold for inheritance.

Grandpa picked up his sleeve and looked at it carefully, exclaiming in admiration. Regardless of whether it was valuable or not, this thing was really exquisitely made.

My grandpa finished reading it, and my uncle continued to read it, "Cats and Dogs." The four children were not qualified to read it, mainly because they were afraid that they would be careless and damage things.

Finally, the arithmetic was passed into Yuan Ni's hands. She rubbed it carefully and dated it according to the heat in her palm. "This is an old thing, from the Ming Dynasty, right?"

This time it was the old captain's turn to be surprised, "Nier, how did you know?"

"Nier studied this in college. She can tell the truth with just a touch of her hands." When mentioning her granddaughter, her grandma was particularly proud.

"It's good to go to college. You have to go to college." I didn't expect Yuan Ni'er to be discerning, and he didn't have to brag about himself. The old captain secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"We all come from the same place. Don't talk about those foreign words. You came here with a family heirloom. Is there something wrong?" Grandpa asked thoughtfully.

When I was in the production team, the old captain was a very talkative person. If he said something unpleasant, the old man would stamp his foot and the red flag brigade would tremble.

Now he humbly comes to the door with the family heirloom. The contrast is too strong. The rabbit dies and the fox grieves for its own kind. Grandpa can't bear it.

"I have something to do. I want to do some craft work and need capital. I will use this abacus as collateral. Can you lend me 500 yuan?"

After saying these words, the old captain dug his toes into the ground nervously, for fear of being rejected. After all, the abacus was not made of pure gold, but just gold-plated pig iron lumps.

The Chen family all looked at Yuanni. The old captain was a little confused. Why should he stare at a little girl for such a big thing as borrowing money?

But everyone was staring, so he stared too...

Socket calculations are completely folk handicrafts. To judge the value, it mainly depends on the material, craftsmanship and background.

The handicrafts of the Ming Dynasty are still gilt and have folk characteristics. According to the market price in the capital, they should be no less than a thousand yuan.

Therefore, the old captain's quotation was a serious underestimate.

Yuanni spoke...