The son-in-law of a prosperous family

Duan Wenshu's eyes rolled around, he was still very unconvinced, and gulped down a big sip of tea.

Oh shit!

It’s really hard to drink!

With a clang, he placed the teacup heavily on the table, and then said to Shopkeeper Xu, "This tea tastes terrible. I don't like it."

"I'll have someone serve something else."

Shopkeeper Xu retreated respectfully and left this Shura scene with his hands and feet together.

“Although I haven’t achieved anything great yet, I have the ability to do so.”

"Oh, I didn't notice."

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Duan Wenshu felt like he was about to explode with anger. Although Zhao Yunchuan did not show any contempt, his calm look still annoyed him.

And what did he say?

Did not see it!

Ha ha!

"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean I don't have it. How about we compare and see how much more I, who has no feelings for love, can do or how much more you, who are obsessed with love, can do?"

Uh……

Another impulsive middle school boy.

Zhao Yunchuan seemed a bit embarrassed: "I have to work!"

"It's not like Laiyue Tower can't move because of you. Shopkeeper Xu doesn't dare to blame you."

Zhao Yunchuan smiled slightly, as bright as the moon: "Then I will respectfully obey your command."

If there is a chance to slack off openly, he would rather obey than be disrespectful.

Duan Wenshu turned his face away awkwardly and cursed in his heart.

Grass!

Why does a grown man look so evil?

Shopkeeper Xu brought in two cups of Coke, which he had subdued with well water, and placed one cup in front of each of the boss and young master. Then he sat down quietly, with a low sense of presence.

"I heard from Shopkeeper Xu that you are very good at arithmetic?"

Zhao Yunchuan was not modest and nodded directly. He was indeed very good at arithmetic.

"Then let's compete in arithmetic!"

The corners of Shopkeeper Xu's mouth twitched. He didn't understand why the young master was so depressed. Wasn't this just asking for humiliation?

Duan Wenshu didn't think so. He started using an abacus at the age of three and was a master at it. He would definitely win this game.

Duan Qiu Ming ordered: "Go prepare things, paper, pen and abacus."

Zhao Yunchuan said: "I don't need an abacus."

Shopkeeper Xu nodded, then quietly stepped back and began to prepare things.

Duan Wenshu sneered: "You are so arrogant and bullying!"

Zhao Yunchuan: ???

He didn't do anything. He just didn't use the abacus. Why does he look like his ancestors' graves have been dug up?

The middle school boy started to speak harshly again: "I will make you admit defeat sincerely!"

"Oh."

Ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

It's really infuriating!

Zhao Yunchuan ignored his anger and said, "There has to be a prize in the competition, right?"

That's true!

If there is no prize in the competition, it would be really boring.

"Okay, there's a prize!"

Duan Wenshu called him "Dad", and Duan Qiu Ming was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and took out two taels of silver from his purse as a prize.

Soon, Manager Xu prepared everything. The test questions were set by Duan Qiu Ming himself. He copied two pages of the grocery store's account book. The grocery store had a lot of small transactions, and whoever calculated the total account first would win.

With the sound of "start", Duan Wenshu started clacking his abacus, while Zhao Yunchuan did mental arithmetic, and for more complicated ones, he picked up a pen to check the calculations on paper and finally wrote down the answers.

"I have calculated..."

Duan Wenshu paused while using the abacus, then continued without raising his head. What mattered if the calculation was done well? Whether it was correct or not was another matter. If it was wrong, it would be useless no matter how fast he calculated.

Duan Qiuming took a look at the answer and was extremely surprised. He actually beat Wen Shu?!

Although my son is neither good at literature nor martial arts, his abacus skills are unmatched. How could he lose to someone who doesn't use an abacus?

The world is a bit magical.

"you win."

Duan Wenshu finally stopped using the abacus. His face was full of disbelief, and four words kept echoing in his mind.

How can it be? How can it be?

No, this is impossible!

"Dad, he must have miscalculated, absolutely miscalculated!"

Duan Qiu Ming glanced at him and said, "Then you can calculate it later."

Duan Wenshu continued to use his abacus, and the number he finally came up with was exactly the same as Zhao Yunchuan's.

He was in disbelief at first, then he covered his eyes with his hands, feeling extremely dejected.

He...lost!

In the field where he shone the brightest, he actually lost.

Shopkeeper Xu consoled him, "Victory and defeat are common in the military, Young Master, don't be depressed."

Zhao Yunchuan nodded: "It's normal to lose to me, think positively."

"you!"

Duan Wenshu took his hand away and glared at Zhao Yunchuan. Everyone then noticed that there was moisture in the corners of his eyes.

Is this...crying?

Zhao Yunchuan was stunned. This child's psychological endurance is not good. He cries at the slightest setback. He has no future.

Shopkeeper Xu's heart was pounding. He really didn't want to offend Duan Wenshu. This ancestor looked gentle and polite, but when he got into trouble... He shuddered at the mere thought of it.

Pulling Zhao Yunchuan’s sleeve, you made her cry, go and comfort her!

Why?

If you lose, you have to admit it. Why should you still coax me?

And the only person he wanted to coax was Huai Ge'er.

Shopkeeper Xu had no choice but to secretly take out a piece of silver. Zhao Yunchuan exchanged glances with him and they both reached an agreement.

"You are very good at calculating. If we compare calculations, I definitely can't beat you."

Duan Wenshu was furious: "Are you mocking me?"

"No, you just calculate better than I do."

Duan Wenshu still had some doubts: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I don't even know how to calculate."

As soon as these words were spoken, the six people present looked at each other, as if that was the case, Zhao Yunchuan had not made any calculations the whole time.

If mental arithmetic doesn’t work, use pen arithmetic. If pen arithmetic doesn’t work, use computer.

The abacus is indeed a great invention, but in modern times...it is of no use.

Duan Wenshu picked up Zhao Yunchuan's draft paper. There were some strange symbols on it that he didn't recognize.

"what is this?"

"Arabic numerals."

Have not heard!

“Is that what you use to calculate?”

Zhao Yunchuan nodded.

"You teach me!"

"Okay, I'll give you some training!"

Shopkeeper Xu just felt dizzy. It was such a blessing to be the young master's teacher. How could he have the nerve to ask others for money?

He looked at Zhao Yunchuan again, ignoring his weird hairstyle, he looked like a handsome young man.

Doesn't he look like someone who is short of money?

Why do I feel like I'm obsessed with money every day?

It's right to pay for learning.

Duan Wenshu was about to agree when Duan Qiumin refused first.

"No, you better prepare for next year's Tongsheng exam. If you fail again, I will skin you alive!"

"Dad, I'm not good at studying!"

"I don't care if you are good or not. If you fail the exam again, don't call me dad. I don't have a dad like you!"

Everyone: (⊙_⊙)

Duan Qiu Ming: "...You don't have a father like me!"

This useless and rebellious son really made him angry. He started to learn at the age of three and began to prepare for the examination for the status of a scholar at the age of nine. However, he still failed to pass at the age of sixteen this year.

So stupid!