Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang obviously haven't given away the money from Longzhou, so the money in the house is exactly one thousand nine hundred and eleven taels. There are even a handful of copper coins scattered beside the silver pile. Apparently they put the one hundred and eleven taels.
Nineteen pennies were also taken out and played with.
Man Bao happily counted the silver ingots twice. In fact, they were not many. There were only ten taels per ingot, which was only one hundred and ninety-one.
It's fun to count the treasures, but no matter how good the money is, counting it twice is enough.
She had just woken up and didn't want to go back to sleep. She looked around and saw the account book thrown aside. She climbed over on her hands and knees and picked it up to read.
Man Bao vaguely understood a truth. If grain is sold as grain alone, it is very unprofitable. But if it is sold as seed, it can be four times, or even more, than selling grain alone.
She felt that in the future, their small farms and even their families could select more plants that were particularly strong, with particularly long and plump ears to make seeds.
Even if we can't sell grain as seeds in large quantities in the future, we can still make a lot of money, at least more than just selling grain.
Man Bao thought happily while flipping through the account book.
Then as she turned over it, she felt something was wrong.
Manbao turned to the front to take a look at the total amount of money weighed, and then turned to the end to take a look at the total amount of money weighed.
Man Bao was dumbfounded, then he simply turned to the first page and started counting buckets of bags of wheat, and then counted the number of bags weighed.
Then I discovered that the measure of wheat was one bag more than the weight.
It was only then that Man Bao realized belatedly that they seemed to have tricked Mr. Bai.
Man Bao calculated the difference in money and was shocked, then heartbroken beyond measure.
Not to mention that the one measured by the bucket is one bag more than the one weighed. It is just the same. The wheat contained in each bag is slightly different, but it is not that much different.
There was a difference of nine thousand two hundred and five cents!
Man Bao held the account book and rushed next door to find Bai Shan Bao.
Bai Shanbao happened to wake up and was drinking water. When he saw Manbao, he pouted and said, "Why did you come just now? You said you would come in the second half of the morning, but we have been waiting for you for so long and you didn't come."
Man Bao directly pushed the account book in front of him and said with wide eyes: "Look!"
"What's wrong?" Bai Shanbao took the account book.
Bai Erlang also quickly threw away his toys and rushed over, asking excitedly, "Did the calculations go wrong?"
"It can't be wrong," Bai Shanbao said first: "Manbao and I did the calculations separately. Since our numbers are the same, there can be no mistakes. And the husband is right. I have also seen your accountant do the calculations."
Yes, we are the same."
Bai Erlang calmed down, "Then what do you want us to see?"
Man Bao told the two of her findings and asked with surprise: "Why is there such a big difference?"
However, Bai Shanbao recalled what the gentleman said when his uncle said that half the weight should be measured and half weighed. He thought thoughtfully and said, "The sir said this is our first homework."
Bai Shanbao raised his head and looked at Manbao, and then it took a lot of effort to find a measuring bucket from Zheng.
Ms. Zheng was almost worried to death.
The mother-in-law is not at home, so she can't control her son at all.
Yesterday, a batch of wheat suddenly arrived at home, which shocked her. But today, before she could recover, the three children exchanged the wheat for money.
Now they are making trouble to find a measuring dou. Where can she go to find a measuring dou for them?
In the end, the housekeeper at home found someone for them from nowhere.
Bai Shanbao asked the manager seriously, "Is it under the official system?"
"Young master, don't worry, they are all made by craftsmen designated by the county government, and they are made according to the imperial court's standards."
The three children ran back to the front yard.
There is still some wheat in a room in the front yard. It is left over from the exchange with the villagers. It is not much, only nine bags are left.
With Daji's help, they untied a bag. Bai Shanbao put the measuring bucket into it to pocket the wheat. Because he was weak, he only filled half of it.
Daji did not help, but stood aside and watched with his arms folded.
Bai Erlang helped Bai Shanbao move the measuring bucket filled with wheat to the ground. Manbao took out a blue and white plate from nowhere, filled the plate with wheat and poured it into the measuring bucket.
When Daji saw the blue and white plate, he couldn't help but move. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just turned his head to the side, out of sight.
The three of them worked together to fill the measuring cup with the wheat in the bag on a plate. When it was just flat, Bai Erlang pulled the bag he brought and filled it.
Bai Shanbao thought for a while, but stopped him, then took a plate and put a plate of wheat on it and put some more on it until it stood up sharply.
However, Man Bao looked at it thoughtfully and stretched out his hand to shake the measuring cup. Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang just said "Hey" to stop her from scattering the wheat on the ground. As a result, they saw the wheat that was still sticking out rushing to the ground.
It collapsed, and after a while it was equal to that of the measuring bucket. Even to the naked eye, it even sank a little.
Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang were both shocked. They couldn't help but glance at the bottom of the measuring bucket, "Is it missing?"
Man Bao finally found a similar scene in his memory and shouted: "It's not missing, it's..."
Man Bao thought hard and said: "It must be that the inside is not packed well. Every year when my family harvests wheat and millet, my brothers shake it hard, then lift it up and then smash it down. This way, it is quite full.
The sack will soon be much empty, and then you can fill it with wheat and millet."
Both boys were stunned, this was obviously beyond their understanding.
However, Bai Shanbao quickly came to his senses and filled the measuring bucket with wheat on a plate again. Bai Erlang and Manbao were responsible for shaking it. After a while, the pointed measuring bucket would no longer collapse, and then they filled the measuring bucket with wheat.
The wheat was poured into the bag and then weighed.
Of course, a child cannot lift twelve kilograms or even something upwards with one hand, so Manbao found a stick and worked with Bai Erlang to lift the bag and the scale beam together, while Bai Shanbao was responsible for moving the weight.
The three children had learned how to use a scale before when harvesting wheat. Now they gathered together to watch and count the numbers. After a while, they figured it out.
Bai Erlang was speechless and said uncertainly: "Is it twelve catties and eight taels?"
Bai Shanbao nodded heavily.
Bai Erlang was stunned, "Didn't you say that one bucket weighs twelve kilograms? Even if there are up and down, this up and down is too cruel."
Man Bao sighed, "It's my fault that we didn't write it clearly in the paperwork. It would be nice if it stated that it must be weighed and no measuring buckets are allowed."
Bai Erlang was stunned, "So my father took advantage of me?"
Bai Shanbao said: "This is the homework assigned to us by the teacher. Do we have to write a new document so that we will not be taken advantage of by our cousin?"