Song Yingxing had a bowl of rice noodles and felt refreshed.
Along the way, I have eaten dry food and northern food. I am not used to eating all kinds of food. Now I can actually eat southern rice noodles in Gaojiacun. I am so moved that I shed tears.
It hurts the spring and sad autumn for a while!
At this time, another mother and son came into the rice noodle shop, it was Gao Sanniang and Gao Sanwa. The two were in Song Yingxing's house.
I sat down at the table next to me and ordered two bowls of rice noodles.
Gao Laba cooked the noodles for the two of them and brought them over. Instead of returning to the counter, he sat next to Gao Sanwa and said, "Sanwa, you came just in time. Can you help your Uncle Laba calculate the accounts for the past three days?" ?”
Gao Sanwa smiled and said, "No problem."
Gao Laba took his account book over, and there was a confusing account in it. He himself was illiterate, so he relied entirely on drawings to keep accounts. If he sold a bowl of rice noodles, he would draw a circle, and if he sold two bowls of rice noodles, he would draw two circles. , buy a grain of rice and draw an oval, buy a handful of bamboo chopsticks and draw some bars...
As soon as the account book was taken out, Song Yingxing, who was sitting next to him, gasped: How can this be sorted out clearly?
But Gao Sanwa took a pen and started writing calculations on the paper. After a while of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, he came up with the answer: "Uncle Laba, in the past few days, you have spent 1,532 yuan and earned 3 yuan." One thousand two hundred and thirty-two cents, that is, one thousand seven hundred cents was earned."
Song Yingxing: "!!!"
He secretly looked at the paper Gao Sanwa had spread out, only to see that it was filled with incomprehensible symbols.
Song Yingxing frowned. Previously in the county town, he was a little confused by a child's physics show. Now when he came to Gaojia Village, he was a little confused by a child's arithmetic show again.
This Gaojia Village made him feel that Yali Mountain was huge!
Early the next morning, Song Yingxing was awakened by a sound of "Wow! Mine is mine!" He climbed up from the plastic bed in the inn, stretched out, opened the window, and saw a huge, colorful car. The huge car went into the distance.
Song Yingxing: "!!!"
Two house slaves ran over from the next room with a look of horror on their faces: "Master, master, there is a weird giant car that makes a weird noise and drives away from the side. It's so scary."
Song Yingxing: "Why are you panicking? It must be a special machine made in Gaojiacun. If you study it slowly, you can always find out its principle."
The two house slaves then forcibly calmed down.
Song Yingxing: "I have to visit the school today. I want to ask for some books to read, but I don't know what gift to bring?"
Two house slaves: "We've spent all our money on our journey, so we can't give you any decent gifts."
Song Yingxing frowned.
The three of them went downstairs. Song Yingxing wanted to find someone to ask how to get to school. He happened to see a cloth shop open next to the inn, so he got into the cloth shop and looked up, Huh? The shopkeeper of this cloth shop is actually a young woman.
The woman could not be said to be very beautiful, but she had a gentle temperament. It was obvious that she was not a country peasant woman, but an educated woman. But she was not as shy as those educated official ladies. When she saw Song Yingxing, she generously took the initiative to recruit him.
Lan: "What do you need, sir? Our store has fine cotton and ready-made cotton clothes. We can also customize them according to your figure. The price is very cheap."
Song Yingxing thought to herself: Why does this woman give me the feeling of a brothel girl?
He guessed correctly, this girl was one of the four brothel girls that Li Daoxuan bought at the "low price". Her name was Chunhong, a standard name for brothel girls. On the orders of Gao Yiye, she came back to Gaojiacun specifically to run the cloth village.
This cloth village was jointly run by all the women in Gaojia Village. In the past, the accounts were all confused, but after Chunhong took over the management, the business got better, the accounts were done smoothly, and everything was in order.
Women in the village buy cotton from the village treasury, weave it into cloth at home, and then sell it to cloth shops, or they accept custom-made clothing jobs and tailor clothes for customers. Through such operations, their incomes are greatly increased, giving them a say in the family. They are all much bigger.
Song Yingxing: "Sorry, I'm not here to buy clothes, I just want to ask how to get to school?"
Chunhong smiled: "School? You go in this direction... There is a huge five-story building over there with white walls, neat and bright. That is the school."
Song Yingxing: "Thank you very much, girl."
He turned to leave when suddenly another woman came in at the door of Buzhuang. It was Gao Sanniang whom he had met in the rice noodle shop last night.
Behind Gao Sanniang were two workers, carrying a shabby loom.
As soon as she entered the store, she said to Chun Hong: "Shop Manager Chun, something bad has happened. My loom is broken. I brought it over. See if you can find someone to help me repair it."
Chunhong smiled: "This is easy. I'll contact Takumi and find a carpenter..."
When the two of them were talking about this, Song Yingxing suddenly jumped to the side of the loom, looked left and right, and shook his head: "This kind of loom is already backward, there is no need to repair it. Sister-in-law, I see You are not like someone who is short of money, so why not spend some money to build a new loom."
"Ah?" Gao Sanniang was stunned: "Rebuild it?"
Song Yingxing nodded: "Your loom is not efficient. This style is no longer used in Jiangnan. Come and I will give you a blueprint for a new loom. You can take it to a carpenter to make it."
After saying that, he actually took out paper and pen on the spot and started drawing.
This action really made Gao Sanniang and Chunhong a little confused. Who is this master? Hand-drawn loom drawings on the spot? So awesome? Isn't that just bragging?
However, Song Yingxing is not bragging.
He's really awesome.
He had already memorized every part of Jiangnan's latest loom, and it was not difficult to draw it now. After a few strokes, it didn't take long for a loom with Jiangnan's latest technology to appear. On paper.
It's just that the rice paper drawings are not detailed enough, and some details cannot be reflected. I still have to write text notes, which is a bit troublesome.
Blow dry the ink and hand the drawing to Gao Sanniang: "Show this to the carpenter. If the carpenter doesn't understand anything, just come and ask me. After it's done, if you don't know how to use it, you can come to me.
Gao Sanniang took the paper with both hands, a little confused. Who is this? Should I believe it or not?
Song Yingxing felt a little unsure now. Just now, she didn’t know what to give to the school as a meeting gift. Now that I know, I will give all the knowledge I have learned to the school. I will hand over some knowledge that I know and ask for a book that I don’t know. knowledge, in this way it can be regarded as a courtesy.
This time, my waist is straight and my temperament is full. Let’s go to school!
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