Mag was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that Amy must have felt that she had not been able to help because she had not succeeded in checking out independently just now.
Putting down the bowl in his hand and looking at Amy's little eyes, Mag couldn't help but feel a little distressed. It seemed that the little guy was still a little unsure. In fact, in his eyes, it was already great that Amy, who was just over four years old, could do these things.
"Who said that, how come our Xiaomi is useless? Most of the four servings of fried rice sold today are due to Xiaomi. Secondly, at the checkout, four bowls of fried rice cost 2,400 copper coins. Xiaomi was right, but Mo Bai Grandpa doesn't have that many copper coins on him, so he can only use these more beautiful and valuable gold coins as a substitute." Mag looked into Amy's eyes and shook her head seriously.
"Really?" Xiaomi's eyes became brighter and brighter after listening to Mag's words, but she was still a little unsure.
"Of course it's true. Xiaomi has never seen gold coins before. It's his father's fault because he didn't even earn a single gold coin before. If I have to say who was wrong, it's because I didn't tell Xiaomi about the silver coins earlier. Gold coins, dragon coins and copper coins can all be used to buy things. I should reflect on it and hope our little baby Amy can forgive me." Mag nodded, with a somewhat self-blaming expression on his face.
"No, how can we blame Father? Father is the best to Xiaomi." Amy shook her head vigorously, lowered her eyes, and said a little aggrievedly: "Teacher Luna taught me, but... but then I just can't bear to change so many copper coins into so few gold coins, and there are too many to change, so..."
Mag's eyebrows twitched and he almost couldn't help laughing. Amy's explanation was so cute, but looking at the little guy's timid look, he felt a little uncomfortable.
The external environment has a great influence on a person's character development, especially at an age like Amy's, who is slowly shaping their outlook and forming habits.
The previous life was too poor, and the disdain for half-elves from humans and elves made her somewhat inferior and lacked self-confidence.
But fortunately, Amy is still young, and this kind of mentality is just a little sprout. Mag believes that she can slowly help her adjust and become a confident little girl.
"In the future, we cannot let Amy be laughed at and looked down upon by others. We must hold her in the palm of our hands and raise her to be a happy little princess." Mag said to herself mentally.
But when it comes to arithmetic, the level of mathematics in this world is indeed a bit worrying. It is worse than the arithmetic level of foreign passers-by in previous lives. It takes a while to calculate additions and subtractions with more than two digits.
In this world where culture is not popularized, this is not a strange thing, but Mag suddenly has some ideas about building Amy's self-confidence.
China is naturally one of the countries with the highest average level of mathematics on earth. Among them, the multiplication table as an enlightenment has made a huge contribution.
"Eat this bowl of fried rice first. After you finish eating, father will teach you an arithmetic formula. Once you learn it, you will be better than the students who study in Chaos Academy. It will be easier to collect money in the future." Mag stretched out his hand and kneaded it. He ruffled Amy's hair, put the small bowl in front of her and said with a smile.
"Really? More powerful than those brothers and sisters?" Amy's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Mag with some disbelief. In her eyes, those brothers and sisters sitting in the classroom followed Luo every day. Teacher Na is very good in class.
"Of course it's true. When did father lie to you?" Mag nodded.
"Yeah, father will never lie to Xiaomi. Xiaomi will learn it carefully." Amy nodded, said seriously, and then began to eat obediently.
Mag looked at Amy who was eating cutely, and also picked up a spoon and started to eat. The multiplication formula is a magical tool. If Amy masters it skillfully, it will be easy to torture the children who are still counting additions and subtractions on their fingers. It will be easy and confident. The first step to improvement starts here.
After eating, Mag put away the dishes in the kitchen. Looking at the greasy plates in the sink, she didn't want to reach out. After a moment of hesitation, she still said to the system in her mind: "System, do you sell dishwashers? "
"This system is not an electrical appliance mall." the system replied.
"In a word, do you want to sell it or not? I paid for it." Mag curled his lips.
The system was silent for a while and then gave a quote in text: "Basic dishwasher, can clean five plates and ten spoons at a time, price: 3 gold coins."
"This system is really greedy for money and has no principles at all..." Mag rolled his eyes, having completely seen through the bottom line of the system's integrity, but the price was quite acceptable, so he said without hesitation: "So cheap? Then I want one, and the money will be deducted from the credit limit first."
"Payment successful, the dishwasher is in place." Another line of words floated by.
Mag looked at the bright silver dishwasher that had been connected to the power supply on the stove nearby. His eyes lit up. This thing looked quite technological. He opened the lid and put a few plates and spoons in the sink. , pressed the open button, and the lid automatically opened in less than a minute, and the plate inside became brand new and bright.
Modern technology is indeed convenient. Mag put down the bowl and spoon with satisfaction. Amy stood at the door of the kitchen, looked at Mag expectantly and said, "Father, what are we going to learn?"
"Multiplication table, Xiaomi, wait for me. I'll get some paper and I'll try memorizing a few lines today." Seeing that no customers had come to the door for a while, Mag said, and went upstairs to get one. I took down the paper and a piece of steel, then sat at the table and memorized the ladder-shaped multiplication table.
The writing in this world is naturally different from the writing on earth, but the universal writing is somewhat similar to Chinese oracle bones, and the numbers and Arabic numerals are the same. There are always some surprising similarities in the development of history.
Mag has inherited the memory of his predecessor, so he has completely mastered the words and languages of this world.
"Father, your handwriting is so beautiful." Amy looked at Mag as she wrote the multiplication table. She clapped her little hands and praised, looking at Mag with admiration. She used to think that Teacher Luna's handwriting was the most beautiful, but Father's writing is more beautiful than Teacher Luna's, each one looks like it was carved out.
Mag was praised by Amy and looked at her with admiring eyes. When she was a child, she was forced to practice calligraphy for an hour every day. Suddenly she felt that it was worth it. Someone finally appreciated her good calligraphy. She smiled and said: "Then I have time to teach you." Is Xiaomi good at writing?"
"Okay, okay!" Amy nodded happily, and looked at the rows and columns of numbers on the paper with some confusion, "Father, is this the multiplication table?"
