Zhang Wencai shouted excitedly: "What a great idea, uncle, go find me a hundred steamed buns, and then call a hundred servants. I want to count them one by one."
Zhang He didn't care about being embarrassed, so he hurried to get the steamed buns and found another hundred servants.
For a moment, steamed buns were flying everywhere in the examination room, and they were covered in white flowers.
Zhang He was sitting on the ground, with a steamed bun in his left hand, a steamed bun in his right hand, a steamed bun in his mouth, and a steamed bun in his clothes. He was surrounded by steamed buns and looked extremely funny.
The servants were treated as props by Zhang Wencai, shouting and dictating. One moment they were ordered by Zhang Wencai to stand here, and the next moment they squatted there.
The servants were very dissatisfied and couldn't help but murmur.
"Damn you, Zhang Wencai is so old, why should you command us?"
"Young boy, your uncle is Zhang Wencai, or I'll blow your head off."
"Zhang He is too shameful. Why should we listen to his nephew's orders? Who is he? I am a servant of the Lin family, not your uncle Zhang He's slave."
The members of the jury couldn't stand it anymore and reacted to Zhang He one after another.
Zhang He shouted with a pale face, "I am the chief steward and I have the final say. If you dare to criticize me again, I will deduct your salary for this month."
Everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
Yan Qi stood aside, watching Zhang He working in a hurry and couldn't help laughing.
Qu Feng was very worried: "Yan Qi, why did you tell Zhang Wencai such a good idea? Hey, this is not good for us. You are just making trouble."
Yan Qi smiled slightly: "I'm not messing around, haven't you noticed? Those servants who were ordered are already very dissatisfied with Zhang He. They may never be dissatisfied with Zhang He's leadership and go against Butler Zhang everywhere. Butler Qu, This is very beneficial to us.”
Qu Feng patted his thigh and finally understood Yan Qi's "good intentions".
"Gao, this move is quite clever. It inadvertently caused Zhang He to make people angry, but Zhang He didn't know it. Yan Qi has a super brain. Although they were competing, they still took the opportunity to show off to Zhang He. You must obey! Gotta be convinced.”
Yan Qi was not busy solving the problems. She sat leisurely on the chair with her legs crossed. She smiled from time to time as she watched Zhang Wencai scurrying about.
Qu Feng was a little anxious: "Yan Qi, don't just smile. Hurry up and do the math. Don't let Zhang Wencai really solve the arithmetic problem." Yan Qi shook his head: "If we really use a hundred steamed buns, If a hundred servants can solve this question, then it is not a test question given by the eldest lady."
In the blink of an eye, the time for a stick of incense has been exhausted.
Zhang Wencai was sitting on the ground, running around in a hurry, his hair was spread out, his clothes with brocade sleeves were stained with dirt, and his face was covered with steamed bun scum and dust. He looked extremely downcast, and there was no trace of the temperament of a talented scholar.
"Time's up!" a servant shouted.
Zhang Wencai sat slumped on the ground, with a very ugly face, and muttered nervously: "It's over, it's over, I haven't solved it yet, I still haven't solved it yet..."
Yan Qi leaned over and said with a smile: "Zhang Dacai, are you working in vain? It's a pity that these one hundred big steamed buns are wasted by you. As a scholar, don't you know that waste is a shameful act?"
"Stop talking sarcastically."
Zhang Wencai jumped up and down. He was so flustered that he had long lost his scholarly demeanor. He pointed at Yan Qi and shouted: "I haven't solved the problem for Yan Qi. Could it be that you have solved it? The worst we can do is a draw. You are arrogant." What?"
Yan Qi raised her head: "I'm sorry, I figured it out. I'm arrogant and I'm justified!"
Zhang Wencai laughed loudly, with a face full of disbelief: "Who can tell lies? Do you think I don't know? You have been sitting there basking in the sun and doing nothing. If you say you have solved the test questions, who will believe it? "
Zhang He also had a look of disdain on his face: "Yan Qi, if you know it, you know it, but if you don't know it, you don't know it. You didn't solve the test questions at all, but you said you did. You are so full of lies and big words, how do you qualify to take the exam?"
Yan Qi didn't defend himself and stretched out his hand: "Butler Qu, please give me a pen and a piece of paper."
Qu Feng didn't know what Yan Qi was selling, so he quickly got a pen and paper.
Yan Qi scribbled something on the paper and said plausibly: "This needs to be solved with an equation: Suppose the big monk has
3x+1/3(100－x)=100
Solve the equation to get: x=25.
Great monk: 25 people.
Little monk: 100-25=75 people. "
Yan Qixin picked it up and spoke plausibly. Within a few dozen seconds, he solved the problem. He threw away the pen and smiled: "This problem is very simple. I solved it."
Zhang He looked at Yan Qi's ghostly drawing-like thing and was dumbfounded: "This thing looks like a ghostly drawing and you figured it out? Who are you kidding?"
Yan Qi pouted: "This is called an equation, and you don't even understand it."
Zhang Wencai shouted: "The answer, the final answer? How many senior monks and how many junior monks? If you can tell me, I will admit that you have won."
Yan Qi blurted out: "There are 25 senior monks and 75 junior monks."
Zhang Wencai recited this number silently, then worked backwards into the question, and it really matched the question.
"It's over, Yan Qi actually solved it..." He sat down on the ground like an idiot.
Everyone also put these two numbers into the question, and it all made sense.
"Yan Qi is really amazing."
"How could he solve such a difficult problem? He is really amazing at math."
"The one who draws the talisman is called Equation? But why haven't we learned it before?"
…
Everyone looked at Yan Qi with admiration.
Zhang He still refused to give up. With trembling hands, he took out the correct answer from the bag and took a look. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the answer Yan Qi solved.
This time, Zhang He stopped chanting the curse at all.
Qu Feng smiled from ear to ear and asked Zhang He: "Butler Zhang, should you announce who won the first place in the exam?"
"this……"
Zhang He had no choice but to announce: "Congratulations to Yan Qi for winning the first place in the competition and becoming the new generation servant of the Lin family." His eyes were full of gloom.
Yan Qi also breathed a sigh of relief: This is considered a pass.
Qu Feng not only frustrated Zhang He, but also prevented Zhang Wencai from entering the Lin Mansion, leaving him without a strong enemy. He was very happy, patted Yan Qi on the shoulder, and laughed: "Yan Qi, good job, congratulations. Once you become the servants of the Lin Mansion, we will be colleagues from now on, so work hard and I will take good care of you."
Yan Qi didn't feel anything at all: Congratulations to me. Even if you become a servant of the Lin family, what's there to congratulate? It’s not like he became the son-in-law of the Lin family.
If I hadn't fallen into the red-robed woman's scheme, who would care about this servant?
However, thinking about the complicated personnel affairs in the Lin family in the future, Yan Qi must establish a good relationship and surrender to Qu Fenggong: "Butler Qu, we will be like grasshoppers on a rope from now on. We must cooperate sincerely and be consistent with the outside world."
Of course Qu Feng knew that the person he had to deal with was Zhang He, and he smiled excitedly: "Yan Qi, it's better you take the lead. We must cooperate well in the future."
