The old ladies don't ask, they just like to listen.
As long as Dr. Cui spoke, they would listen with all their ears pricked up. Because they were a little hard of hearing, they had to repeat it to each other to see if they missed anything.
Cui Langzhong's ears are full of division of labor and division of labor.
What he does is a job that requires meditation and breath-holding. If his mind is disturbed, he will not be able to continue his job.
Mrs. Cui even went directly to the Yan family's yard. She was nominally looking after the herbs that were dried in the Yan family's yard, but in reality she was sitting in the yard, helping Mrs. Rong chop the pigweed.
Look into the house.
"The medicines sold this time were picked in the first three days. The money received...the individual herb work points are recorded...the work hours and work points...well, the proportion must be calculated first..."
Yan Yu kept mumbling, and the charcoal pen in her hand kept leaving strange symbols on the paper.
Yan Xiangheng also tried to calculate at first, but it was too complicated. Seeing that his sister had an idea, he didn't bother him and waited aside, waiting for the results.
Yan Yu checked the calculation back and forth several times and found it to be accurate.
Take a breath.
"Forget it!"
Da Ya glanced at it and then looked away.
She hasn't finished today's big characters yet.
Yan Xiangheng didn't look at the pile of incomprehensible circle drawings and asked his sister directly: "How much is it?"
"One work point is two cents and fifty-nine, and 10 work points is twenty-five cents and nine." Yan Yu is very concerned about the decimal at the end and cannot round it. For a farmer with a weak foundation, he can't wait to break up every penny.
How can you give it up.
If we move forward, who will fill the gap?
Besides, that's not how the accounts are calculated.
Yan Xiangheng was first surprised that his sister could calculate so accurately, and then he was dumbfounded.
"What...how is this done?"
"Place the account first." Yan Yu quickly came up with an idea. "The part that cannot be settled will be placed on everyone first. Wait for the next settlement and then record it. If there is any left, just wait for the next time."
Although troublesome, this is indeed a good method.
"Brother, have you washed the money the elder gave you?" Yan Yu asked.
Yan Xiangheng nodded: "It's all washed and waiting to dry in the courtyard."
Yan Yu:……
Aren't you afraid of losing it?
But think about it, the village is full of well-informed people. There is no surveillance but there is an elderly group that is more useful than surveillance. They sit on the big rock every day. It is impossible to sneak into his yard.
That puts me at ease.
"The government gave us one, two, or three coins of silver, plus a sling of copper coins. They were all paid according to the official price. If calculated according to the market price, we lost some money." Yan Yu frowned for a moment and then relaxed: "But this is all
There is nothing we can do about it, but fortunately we have almost no monetary transactions with the outside world, so we can ignore it for the time being."
Yan Xiangheng: "I'm going to tell the village chief grandpa to gather all the families to share the money after dinner. Waiter, please write down the accounts."
Yan Yu's eyes flashed, "Brother, please call Feng Nian here."
Yan Xiangheng thought she wanted to check the recorded work points with him, so he nodded in agreement.
After leaving the house, he first went to the Liang family across the street to greet Brother Fengnian, and then went to the place where the crowd gathered to tell people about the time to distribute the money.
Liang Fengnian now also has the habit of carrying a backpack. His bag was sewn for him by Mrs. Liang. It was based on the practice of the Yan family's backpack. There are many grids separated in the middle to place brushes, charcoal pens, inkstones, ink sticks, and bamboo tubes.
, and several notebooks sewn with needle and thread.
Apart from Yan Yu's family of three, Liang Fengnian is now the most accepting person when it comes to using charcoal.
If he didn't have to make a copy and show it to Uncle Yan and his father, he wouldn't want to use a brush anymore.
Charcoal pens are light and can be written quickly. The characters can be written very small and still be read clearly. It couldn't be more convenient.
Liang Fengnian came in and greeted Sister Daya first, then sat down familiarly and asked Yan Yu: "Second Sister, are you looking for me?"
Yan Yu smiled brightly and pushed the pen and paper in front of him at once.
"Now, these are all your work. I wrote a few things earlier. Just follow this. If there is anything unclear, ask me again."
Da Ya paused her writing and turned her head to look over, with surprise in her eyes.
Yan Yu gave his eldest sister a toothy smile.
Hahaha, I didn’t expect that she found an OEM for herself.
Liang Fengnian took it very seriously. When he saw that it was a work score, he sat up straight and looked carefully at the names written by Yan Yu in front of him.
He was the one who originally wrote down the work points for collecting herbs, and he quickly figured out how to write them down.
only……
"Second sister, I'm not very good at counting the numbers after this." Liang Fengnian said in a low voice.
Yan Yu understood that three-digit multiplication was a bit difficult for younger brother Fengnian.
"If you leave it empty, I'll fill it in later."
After that, Yan Yu went to the pig pen in the yard and took a walk.
The piglets have been living in Grandma Rong's house a few days ago before they moved here. So far, it seems that they have adapted well to the new pig pen.
When Mrs. Cui saw her, she smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her teeth.
"Boy, how are you doing with your accounts?"
Yan Yu: "Aunt, it's all settled. You and your uncle can just wait and divide the money."
Mrs. Cui was overjoyed, "Alas! Alas! Let's wait. Waiter, how about your uncle's thirty work points a day? How many copper coins can he redeem?"
Yan Yu put her little hands on her back and shook her head in a pretentious manner: "Girl, if you think too much, how can you get a few copper coins? It's too little!"
Mrs. Cui's breathing became rapid.
"That's a dozen? Ouch? A dozen every day, that's a lot."
Yan Yu felt that it was necessary to talk to her aunt first, otherwise she would faint from happiness when she saw that there was more money than expected when she was waiting to divide the money.
She deliberately looked around, and Mrs. Cui became nervous as she moved. She quickly walked a few steps to the front. She also imitated her and looked around cautiously.
Yan Yu lowered his voice and said: "Auntie, you have to be prepared. My uncle's work was 30 work points a day. This time we count it as three days, which is 90 work minutes. It's not just a few dozen copper coins, it's two hundred.
"
Shock!
Lady Cui's pupils were trembling.
I can't even find the tone.
"What?! Two hundred!" She immediately covered her mouth, and her nose was also within the pressing range in a hurry, suppressing a big blush on her face.
"Auntie, please don't get excited. Listen to me. This belongs to my uncle alone. Yours has not been counted yet. If we add them all together, there will be dozens more coins."
"I... I can also earn dozens of coins?" Ms. Cui felt dizzy in front of her eyes.
"There are many families in our village, but yours is the largest. Mainly, my uncle's craftsmanship is the only one. He earns the most, so it should be right."
Yan Yuxin said: This is because the work points of my older brother and younger brother are counted in the Boy Scouts. If the children's points were also assigned to each family, there would be more.