Yang Zhen acted casually, slowly moved to the side of the girl, and tilted her head to read what she was writing. Wherever he looked, he saw this girl's small face as crystal clear as jade. The girl holds her chin in one hand and writes and draws on a large piece of paper with the other hand. Her beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned, and she looks very cute and cute.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are many lines drawn on the paper. The girl took a pen and circled the lines, mumbling some numbers.
Yang Zhen looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt a quiet and touching fragrance, and couldn't help but turn her head. But the young woman also came over and looked at him with a little doubt in her eyes.
This woman's eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is as good as snow, and her hair is curled up high, making her figure even more slender and graceful. Yang Zhen couldn't help but secretly praise her. Even in his previous life, he rarely saw such a beautiful woman.
Yang Zhen quickly adjusted her mentality, acted like a child eager to try, and smiled sweetly at the woman:
"Auntie, what kind of homework does this sister do? Can I try it?"
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Yang Zhen's behavior can be said to be very reckless.
This is a hierarchical society similar to ancient China. This woman's identity is obviously unusual and she belongs to a high-ranking person. A "servant" like Yang Zhen should behave and keep his duties in front of her.
In other words, you are not even qualified to speak in front of her without her permission.
But since she just discovered that the middle-aged woman was an immortal, Yang Zhen had a vague idea. He just wanted to express himself well in front of these women.
He had a feeling that this was his chance.
As for why, Yang Zhen hasn't fully figured it out yet.
This may be an adventure, and may have irreparable consequences due to "collision" with the noble person. But after Yang Zhen analyzed it, she thought it was totally worth trying.
First of all, the identities of these people on the scene should be mother, daughter and servants. Their words and deeds just now proved that they were not the kind of moody and violent people.
Furthermore, from what he has seen and heard in the past few days, Yang Zhen understands that the world he lives in is an orderly society, which means that there are rules on the surface.
Therefore, as a child, as long as he doesn't do anything too outrageous, even if his words offend or make them unhappy, there should be no serious consequences. At most, he will be scolded.
For Yang Zhen, who was no different from a beggar at this time, this kind of punishment was nothing at all.
Therefore, if you do it well, you may have unexpected gains, but if you do it wrong, there is no risk.
That being the case, why not give it a try?
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The woman was slightly stunned. She looked at Yang Zhen carefully and found that he had clear eyes, a smile on his lips, and did not dodge her scrutiny. She couldn't help but be even more surprised.
"Then come and try it." The woman's clear and melodious voice sounded, "If you can do it, I will give you a reward."
After the woman finished speaking, she looked at the middle-aged woman. The woman walked up to Yang Zhen, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him with a smile.
Yang Zhen took it and took a look, only to see a few lines of writing quickly appearing on this neat white paper. Although it is in classical Chinese, the title is not difficult to understand.
The general content is: "There was a merchant in Xuanyang County who bought 10,000 xuanyang wood and sold it to the city. He hired a car and could transport two thousand wood at a time. It was freezing cold and it took a long time to walk one mile. Burn a piece of xuanyang wood to keep warm. There are two thousand miles from Zhoucheng to Xuanyang. I asked the merchants how to transport the goods. How many xuanyang wood were finally transported to Zhoucheng?"
Then he asked: "Each Xuanyang wood is worth one silver coin, and when sold to the city, it is worth ten silver coins per piece. I want to ask the merchant whether he made a profit or a loss, and what is the difference?"
Isn’t this the math problem of an elephant eating a banana? This question is difficult to say and easy to say. Even if it is used as a college entrance examination question, it is still qualified. Yang Zhen looked at the girl. She looked about eight or nine years old. In her previous life, she was probably in the third grade of elementary school. If you can solve this problem at this age, you will definitely be considered a child prodigy.
Yang Zhen remained calm and pretended that it was the first time she saw this question. After thinking for a moment, he asked for paper and pen. Soon the woman brought a large piece of white paper and a wooden stick that looked similar to the pencil in his previous life. It was also wrapped with a black round core, and she gently touched the paper. There are pictures on it and the handwriting is very clear.
When the girl saw that Yang Zhen actually started to do the questions, she was also curious and looked at the boy in front of her with a pair of big star-like eyes. Yang Zhen secretly made a face at her, and the girl immediately widened her eyes and looked at him fiercely.
Yang Zhen felt happy, cheered up, and wrote on the paper:
2000/9+2000/7+2000/5+2000/3=1573 (root) (Note: Only integers are taken during calculation.)
He calculated the answer and found 1,573 pieces left, earning 5,730 silver coins. From start to finish, it probably took less than a minute.
Yang Zhen raised her head and found that the woman and the woman were looking at him, their eyes full of surprise.
"Auntie, the answer is out, I don't know if it's right or not."
With the ability of a woman, she could certainly tell that Yang Zhen was done. But she still came over, picked up the paper Yang Zhen answered the question on, glanced at it, and then handed it to the woman.
The woman took it curiously, looked at it carefully for a while, pointed at the symbols on it and asked one by one:
"what is this?"
"This is a number, this is one, this is two..."
"Why do you write it like this? Just write one, two... is there any difference?"
"This can make calculations better. Look here. This is called a division formula. It will be very convenient and simple to write it as numbers..."
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Yang Zhen took her time and answered the woman's questions one by one.
After knowing these numbers, the woman looked at the answers written by Yang Zhen, and was even more surprised: she got it right in such a short time, how smart she is! Where did this doll learn this knowledge?
"Who do you study under?" the woman asked.
"I...I don't know!"
Yang Zhen replied hesitantly. But I was very satisfied with my performance: I finally got to the point, keep asking me, as long as I keep asking, I can tell you my revised experience... and then I took the opportunity to make a request, and my performance was considered a success. half!
As for the other half, of course on the woman's side, it depends on how she responds to her request.
Just when Yang Zhen was secretly happy that the progress was going well, an impatient child's voice sounded:
"Auntie, Mommy, I want to eat!"
It was the little loli who looked at Yang Zhen with eyebrows and raised eyebrows.
"Yue'er wants to eat? Have you finished your homework?" The woman turned to look at the girl, her voice soft.
"Of course I've done it, I've been listening to what you said for a long time!" The girl pouted and handed the manuscript paper to my mother: "Mom, look at it, Yue'er's answer has been written here a long time ago, and you ignored me... …snort!"
There was a little bit of crying in his voice.
The woman glanced at the answer and immediately smiled. Apparently the girl got it right. So he quickly coaxed her:
"Okay, my Yue'er is really talented. I will teach my godmother how to make it later. Let's go to dinner first and try this famous dish of Daguanlou."
After saying that, the woman took the girl's hand and went to the square table. The nanny also walked over, and the three of them took their seats.
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Yang Zhen, who had held back her words but had not yet started, was left in a mess in the wind...
