The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family Chapter 109

  Yan Huaiwen had to write down every sum of money that Tianyou handed over to him.

  What year, month, day and place, copper coins...

  He counted them patiently, one by one, tirelessly.

   After counting, I felt a little worried, so I counted again.

   Then I solemnly wrote:

   One hundred and sixty-five texts.

   It was not enough, so I added a few more words.

   My brother Tianyou gave it to the family for the first time - Note.

  Yan Huaiwen originally wanted to write for the public, but temporarily felt that it would be better for the family.

  Do you want to write my comfort? No, at this time he was in a turbulent mood, and he wrote the book because of his feelings, fearing that it would be inappropriate to review it in the future.

  The word 'remember' is enough.

  Yan Huaiwen waited for Mo Qian to tidy up the notebook.

  Yan Yu hurriedly withdrew her little head, and was very dangerous in secret, almost being discovered.

   After waiting for a while, she climbed down from the upper bunk.

   Fortunately, uncle is not here.

   Hurry up and run, there is still a lot of excitement waiting for her!

   This is urgent for Yan Yu, how could she not be present in the big event of beating bandits and distributing money.

   When I arrived at the place, I saw that the uncle in the village was separating the large pile of gold, silver and copper coins.

  She hurriedly pulled her father aside.

   "If you say you, you can't wait for the meeting. If there is something urgent, you have to talk about it now. Everyone in the village is watching us." Yan Lao Er blamed.

   "People in a village look at money now, how can they have the time to look at it, and they don't even look at it." Yan Yu argued.

  Yan's second son saw it, but he didn't even roll his eyes.

   "What's the matter?"

   "Father, uncle made his own book and kept the accounts for you." Don't mention the emotion in Yan Yu's heart.

   "What? Did you write it down for me? Just the five-and-half catties of horse meat money?" Yan Lao Er didn't see it in person, so when he heard it suddenly, he thought: "Your uncle is afraid that I will report false accounts?"

  Yan Yu gave him a blank look, what the hell.

"My uncle is that kind of person!" Yan Yu was indignant: "Uncle cut the paper and sewed the book himself. When he wrote it, he was serious. Those who didn't know thought he wrote the memorial. Every word was carefully considered. After writing, I stared at it for a long time, and when the ink was dry, I closed it and put it away, with such a gentle movement, tsk tsk, dad, it's a shame you didn't see it, otherwise I would be so moved!"

   "There are also those copper coins, count them over and over again, I'm afraid I may remember them wrongly."

   "Then what did your uncle write?" Second Yan asked anxiously.

   "Father! If I can read such small characters, I can use my eyes as a telescope."

  Yan Yuxin said: You are too difficult to be a human being. It is already remarkable to be able to guess the content above.

   Then she saw her father sighing for a while, shaking his head for a while, being silly for a while, and very moved for a while, and his expression kept changing.

   Shocked in my heart!

   At this level, if you take an art test, you won't be able to hold it!

   "Father! Don't tell my mother about this." Yan Yu said worriedly: "As long as uncle treats you so well, my mother may have to give up three points."

  People are afraid of comparison, such a comparison, even her caring little padded jacket is not caring enough!

  As a qualified melon eater, I am so envious, jealous and wanting.

  Her elder brother, Brother Xiang Heng, is there some value for cultivation?

  Yan Xiangheng's care and love for her cousin flashed in Yan Yu's mind.

  Uh, it doesn't feel right, there is no uncle's favor, especially Yan Xiangheng has not yet achieved financial freedom, and he can't give money if he doesn't agree with him like his uncle.

   This is particularly critical!

   is an important criterion for her to measure a good big brother.

   "What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Lao Er couldn't even close his mouth.

  The smiling eyes almost disappeared.

   Having said that, Uncle's technology for giving sugar is really proficient.

  Yan Yupei died of admiration.

  I have candy in my hand, and I will be rewarded for being obedient.

   She jumps to conclusions before reflecting on herself.

  Father and uncle, who will be able to control each other to death in the future is still unknown.

  Leave it for future observation.

   "Father, how much did uncle give you?"

   "Look for yourself, and learn to weigh it with your hands." Yan Er Er took out the piece of broken silver.

   I don't know if it's an illusion, but Yan Yu feels that it's a degree brighter than when his uncle gave it.

   "This is Erliang." Yan Er Er took it back happily.

  Yan Yu silently remembered this feeling.

   very solemnly asked: "Father, you should treat me like uncle in the future."

   "Giving money if you have something to do." Yan Yu's immature face was written all over - begging for a reward, three big characters.

"You forgot who used to give you pocket money secretly!" Yan Laoer counted: "And your favorite snacks, favorite drinks, cold milk tea and hot fruit tea, movie tickets, concerts ...Just recently, you still want to go to the scene to listen to a cross talk, these are not all the private money your father and I have worked so hard to save, you, you, you, you forget it!"

"How can I forget my peerless good father! Without your strong support, would I have grown into such an excellent and healthy appearance!" Yan Yu then whispered: "And father, didn't I not go to the cross talk?" Well, don't forget about it.”

  Yan Lao Er snorted, put on his airs as a father, and said: "If you want pocket money, it depends on your performance."

  Yan Yu's eyes lit up: "Father, if you have something to order, I will serve tea and water later, and report the news. It's all up to me."

   "Let's go, come with me to count the money first." Seeing that the distribution over there was almost the same, Yan Laoer hurriedly brought the little attendant over there.

  Who would have thought that in ancient times, counting money was also a laborious task.

  Especially the copper plates, which are numerous and heavy, and they sink very much after they are strung together.

  Yan Yu played the spirit of not being afraid of being dirty or tired, and seriously counted copper coins, a pile of hundreds, a string of thousands...

   Gold and silver can be weighed directly, Yan Lao Er remembers them well, and sees his daughter, who is still sorting among the piles of copper coins.

  A villain with a serious face, very happy.

   The big guy was amazed.

   muttered in a low voice, as expected of Yan's second daughter, she can count money at such a young age, and she's not bad at all.

   Wait for the number of copper coins.

  The two fathers calculated separately, and compared again, the numbers are the same, which is the amount of money distributed to each family.

  But they don't want to reveal their calculations, and they don't have an abacus, so they can only point their fingers, put on a show, write and draw on the ground, and get away with it.

  Because it is divided evenly, there are wholes and zeros.

  One tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver, and one tael of silver is equal to one thousand wen, which is a penny, with copper coins as the basic unit.

   It does not subdivide who gets the gold and who gets the silver, whoever is caught is who, just give it out.

  There are twenty-five households in their village, and twenty-two households in the mountain village.

  A total of forty-seven households.

  Each household received twelve taels and two hundred wen.

  The reason why it is so neat is that the big guy decided to buy horse meat with all the scattered copper coins and Yan Lao Er, so that each family can get two catties of the legendary horse meat.

  They had no copper coins before, so they had no idea. Now that they have money, they are willing to taste what this horse meat is like, why is it so good, and can make up for this and that.

  Yan's second son was happy and let out blood, and Luo's third man performed the operation. Each family had three catties of meat, which was only a lot more.

  The two fathers came back happily with silver in their pockets and strings of money.

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