Not many people know about glass making now. The only ones who know about it are Xiao Han and Xiao Da. Oh, now Xiao San, Xiao Wu and others are also here. The two of them have taken over the work of Xiaodong and the others, so Xiaodong is stupid and Zhang Qiang
They no longer have to work in small kilns.
People here don't know how Xiao Han got so much money. Because they can't figure it out, they are particularly in awe. The old people in the house have seen Xiao Han's magic and are not too surprised. And those new people are not too surprised.
The family members who came only heard about it.
Now that I have seen with my own eyes that Xiao Han has made a fortune in a flash, I have long regarded Xiao Han as a god! I have never seen so much money in my life! He was even tired from carrying money last night. This is Mr. Hou
ability?
I have to say that no matter how good your mentality is, you feel a little complacent when you are looked at by so many people with admiration. You greeted the respectful people on both sides along the way and arrived at Zhang Qiang's cabin.
Well, it should be called a money bank now... The whole room was filled with a huge amount of copper coins, and some were even piled outside. It was only covered with a layer of rags that were brought when they were delivered. When the wind blew, the bright yellow copper coins were everywhere.
Why does it look so beautiful under the sun?!
Standing at the door, he took a deep breath, and there was no smell at all. It seemed that the so-called copper smell was just the sour words of poor literati, but for some reason, Xiao Han never felt too happy when looking at these copper coins.
Big waves.
Maybe until now, he has never connected copper with money. In his eyes, this hanging copper coin is just a pile of deformed metals. What really makes him attracted is...gold!
As soon as I thought about gold, I excitedly went to look through it, but Zhang Qiang praised it. It was like digging into Xiao Han's heart!
It's not that he feels bad about money, it's just that Xiao Han has a morbid obsession with yellow gold. Even Xiao Han himself can't explain how he likes these cold metals so much...
Xiao Han excitedly rushed to the place where the gold was kept. He just wanted to indulge in extravagance, but he never expected that the wooden box that was still there in the morning was missing! Leaving an empty floor!
"Ah, where is my gold!!!"
After being stunned for half a cup of tea, Xiao Han's eyebrows almost stood up! A high-pitched scream made the security guard next to him jump over in shock.
I saw that Mr. Hou, who was fine just now, suddenly became like an ant on a hot pot, circling around the door of the house.
"Where's the gold? When Zhang Qiang came to get the money just now, the box containing the gold was still here. Why was it gone in such a short time? Has a flying thief been here?"
Xiao Han was as irritable as an angry bull. He muttered a few words and then looked up at the sky!
There was nothing in the blue sky. I was about to grab someone and ask. The whole world knows that I love gold, good guy! If you move the gold specifically, won’t this cost me my life?!
Butler Lu heard the sound and hurried out from the back of the house. When he saw Xiao Han getting angry, he quickly came up to ask what was going on.
"Gold, gold is gone..."
Poor Xiao Han was like a child who had been robbed of a lollipop, pointing at the empty ground and shouting...
"My Lord Marquis, I moved the gold and counted it. Didn't Xiaodong tell you?"
Butler Lu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the whole story. The people in the Xiao Mansion were the most loyal to their duties he had ever seen. Not to mention gold, even if a big piece of gold fell to the ground, they would pick it up, blow it away, and throw it back into the pile of money.
Who would steal a box of gold from you? Besides, even if he came to steal it, he wouldn't be able to lift it!
"Have you done the counting? Oh, it's time to count, it's time to count..."
When Xiao Han heard what Butler Lu said, he immediately felt relieved. That's right. How could such a group of people be sneaked in by a thief...
The guards around him had serious expressions, but the corners of their mouths seemed to be twitching... Xiao Han, who was very embarrassed, smiled awkwardly. He couldn't see the gold at first glance, and his heart was confused. How could he normally make such a low-level mistake?
, they all blame Xiaodong, well, that’s for sure!
This scolded Xiaodong severely in his heart, causing poor Xiaodong to sneeze wildly while cleaning the house, with mucus flowing out of his nose...
After dismissing the surrounding guards, Xiao Han couldn't wait to follow Butler Lu to the back of the house.
Behind the house, a large hole was opened in the originally flat ground, and a cart originally used to pull silver was filled with stones and parked aside.
"What is this going on?" Xiao Han didn't understand what this was about.
"Back to the Marquis, I'm going to dig a money cellar!"
"Money cellar..."
Well, I just made my money back and I have to bury it in the ground again. I don’t know why the people here love to bury things so much. Why are they like those good friends of mankind who bury a bone whenever they can get it...
Seeing the beaming look of Butler Lu, Xiao Han didn't dare to say that the money would be spent soon, otherwise, such a good butler might be so angry that he would just lie down in the newly dug hole!
The people digging the money cellar were all his own people. Xiao Han said hello, and the people below put down their tools and laughed. Unfortunately, the people who dug to the deepest part didn't know that the work outside had stopped, so they still worked tirelessly to shovel one by one.
The shoveled dirt was thrown outside, and within a few strokes, the people outside were covered in mud from head to toe...
Unable to bear to see the tragic fate of the man inside, Xiao Han turned around to look at the gold, only to hear faint screams coming from behind...
Boxes of gold were placed at the back of the room, because he was the first to be counted. Next to the gold, there was a long table, and Xiao Er was sitting there writing calculations on paper. Even the noise just now was not noticeable.
Keep him distracted.
Xiao Er is Xiao Han's favorite child besides Eleven. He combines Xiao Da's loyal efforts and Xiao Eleven's intelligence. He is especially sensitive to numbers. He learned the Arabic numerals taught by Xiao Han the fastest, but usually
Some are taciturn.
Xiao Han had already ordered the carpenter to make the abacus, but Xiao Han really forgot all about the abacus formula. He could only practice it for Xiao Er based on those incomplete memories, and he didn't expect him to learn it at that time.
But Xiao Han didn't expect that Xiao Er actually used his mathematical talent to study it!
He used abacus more than Xiao Hanliu. It is said that he went to the chief clerk to calculate the fiefdom matters with him. In just a few minutes, he calculated the numbers that the chief clerk had been calculating for a long time, and also found out several points along the way.
Error comes!
This move shocked the always arrogant chief clerk. He asked Xiao Er carefully where this thing came from, and then hurriedly found Xiao Han and insisted on asking Xiao Han to make one for him.
abacus.
Xiao Han was so troubled by the old man that he had no choice but to ask the carpenter to make one for him.
This man held an abacus in front of him, and then shamelessly went to Xiao Er to learn the formula, and said shamelessly that this was a shameless question...
An old man over fifty years old humbly asked a young man to study. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it. Everyone around was laughing at the old man. Only Xiao Han didn't laugh. There was still a chill in his heart. What kind of place did this person come from?
, how can we treat learning with such respect?
Standing next to Xiao Er and watching for a while, Xiao Er never noticed that once this child entered the world of arithmetic, he lost his awareness of foreign objects.
But Xiao Han knew that if you don't go crazy, you won't survive, so Xiao Er is the only one of these children who doesn't need to do any other work. Xiao Han handed over all the mathematical formulas in his mind to him, and then gave him plenty of
As time goes by, the herding-style education begins.
It's not that he refuses to teach in person, it's mainly because he has returned almost everything he learned in school to the teacher. Now he only has a few deep impressions left in his mind, which are not coherent. He just teaches others like this, for fear of misleading others.
…
Xiao Han stood for a while, and Xiao Er kept lying on the table checking calculations. He didn't even notice that there were two more living people around him. This child was possessed!
Xiao Han was a little worried about his eyes. If it was myopia, he didn't have the skills to make a pair of eyes that met the standards. He patted his shoulder lightly and asked, "Xiao Er, what are you thinking about?"
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"Ah? Oh!"
Xiao Er was slapped by Xiao Han and woke up suddenly. He was so frightened that he trembled all over. He looked up and saw that it was Xiao Han. Then he quickly patted his chest and looked like he was in shock: "Master Hou, when did you come? You were scared to death.
Me!"
"Well, I just came here. I see that your calculations are interesting. Come and ask, what are you calculating?"
"Back to the Marquis, Butler Lu asked me to calculate the price of materials for building a house!"
"Do you want to do the math? Butler Lu is becoming more and more lazy. Hasn't he learned how to use an abacus?" Xiao Han couldn't help but laugh. How can a child understand this? This is not about building a house.
, but dozens of them. Even he couldn't handle the complexity of various materials. How could a teenager calculate it? If he followed his calculations, he would probably either not be able to build it or would have to build it.
A lot more materials!
"Yes, Butler Lu provided me with the price of the materials. Grandpa over there told me the materials I need. I just need to calculate the results. It's very simple. I have already calculated most of them!" Xiao Er looked innocent.
Looking at Xiao Han, as if he was afraid that Xiao Han wouldn't believe it, he quickly picked up the paper and showed it to him.
"Oh, just calculating the results..."
Hearing what Xiao Eryi said, Xiao Han suddenly understood. He reached out and took the paper. Rows of numbers were arranged neatly on the paper with fine handwriting.
Since Xiao Han bought graphite in Chang'an, he has tried to make a few pencils. Apart from getting a hand with pencil powder after writing, it is much easier to use than a brush. It can be used as needed, and there is no need to grind ink at all.
troubles.
Later, the smart Xiao Shiyi rolled the ink stick tightly with waste paper. This time, it even had the sequelae of dirty hands. Now, in the whole house, except for Butler Lu who stubbornly uses a brush, everyone else can write.
Carrying this kind of "ink pen" with him, especially those carpenters who would hold one in their ears whenever they had nothing to do, reminded Xiao Han of an old saying from his previous life.
"A carpenter holds a pen in his ear, a bricklayer holds a cigarette in his ear."
