In the Song family ancestral hall, the young mistress Pei Xueyan’s thoughts flew to nowhere; the housekeeper Song Tongshan went to get the cloth; and Team Leader Xu directed the eight porters to carry the stone statue to express himself...
The eight porters carried heavy loads on their shoulders and were so tired that they couldn't breathe. Naturally, they had no time or energy to pay attention to other things.
Wait until you reach the entrance of the ancestral hall...
At the signal of Captain Xu, they dared to slowly bend their knees and remove the stone statues from their shoulders...
If it was as Liu Shen thought, as soon as the burden on his shoulders was lifted, some people started complaining with grimaces.
Among the eight people, Wei Dafu was the weaker one and was the first to speak: "Bandou Xu, I'm afraid this stone statue weighs three thousand kilograms. It will be exhausting to carry it out of the city without even touching the ground."
"Yes, Captain Xu."
Hu Dahai wiped the sweat from his cheeks and agreed with a grimace: "This costs one or two thousand kilograms. It was just the eight of us. We picked it out of the city without saying a word, but this... this... is indeed a bit heavy." Yes."
"What is this??"
Seeing that the others also wanted to back down, Team Leader Xu glared at the two of them fiercely and scolded them harshly: "Didn't I tell you when I came here? Now you want to give up? You can't eat this meal and you are still rushing here. ? Do you really think that I can take that money whenever I want? Huh?"
"..."
Although Wei Dafu and Hu Dahai wanted to defend themselves, they did not dare to say anything when they saw Team Leader Xu's ferocious attitude.
Several other people originally wanted to speak, but when they saw this, they could only shrink their necks and dare not say anything.
"You don't have to worry..."
Seeing that he had frightened a group of people, Team Leader Xu put on a smiling face and said with relief: "Didn't you all pick the stone statues over here? It's not like you can't pick them up, you're just a little tired."
"..."
"How about this, after you finish this work and go back, you can rest for a few more days. Not only will I not deduct your wages, but I will also double your monthly salary this month."
"..."
Several porters looked at each other. Although some wanted to give up their picks, they did not dare to speak alone when they saw that the others were silent.
After all, your body can be restored after being exhausted. If Team Leader Xu takes care of you, you will never have a good life in the future...
Liu Shen saw the helplessness of the people around him and sighed in his heart: "This is class, this is the helplessness of the people at the bottom." '
"OK OK."
Team leader Xu clapped his hands to encourage them to cheer up and said with a smile: "Since everyone has no objections, let's get ready to work. It's only one mile away."
"The Chinese New Year is just a few months away. Make some extra money and go home to have a stable New Year..."
"Dafu, didn't your mother-in-law just give birth to a big fat boy for you? I gave you all the red envelopes. Why don't you, the old boy, earn more and go home to look after your son?"
"Come on, come on, work harder, let's get to work!"
"three……"
"two……"
"one……"
"rise!!"
The Bodhisattva statue covered by a piece of white cloth slowly lifted off the ground. It was carried by eight men gritting their teeth for life.
"Come out of the ancestral hall!"
Amid the shouts of Captain Xu, the eight porters slowly moved out of the ancestral hall.
Captain Xu frowned and saluted Young Madam of the Song family: "Madam, these porters at the pier are rough people and don't understand etiquette. They are making you laugh."
"It doesn't matter."
Pei Xueyan waved his hand indifferently.
"That works."
Captain Xu swallowed secretly when he saw the laziness in his words, and said with a smile: "They are all lazy people who only left after being whipped. I have to follow them and take a look, so as not to break them." The rules set by Mr. Song.”
"As it should be."
Pei Xueyan nodded slightly and warned, "Steward Song, please come and take a look. Come back and talk to dad so that he can rest peacefully."
"Young mistress has thought carefully."
Butler Song Tongshan and Bantou Xu followed him out.
Pei Xueyan looked at the retreating figures of the group and didn't know what he thought of. He closed his eyes slightly and closed his legs, and for a long time it turned into a long sigh...
She straightened up and wanted to go back to her room to rest. When she walked to the door, she thought of the strange behavior of the young man just now, so she curiously returned to the corner of the ancestral hall.
Sure enough, she saw rows and rows of white traces of numbers on the bluestone tiles on the ground.
"Is this...arithmetic?"
Pei Xueyan was originally the daughter of a merchant. She had been exposed to arithmetic since she was a child and was very smart. Naturally, she could also see that the white marks on the rows and rows of numbers on the ground seemed to be some kind of arithmetic.
She was a little curious about why the porter at the pier could also do arithmetic.
Pei Xueyan squatted down and looked closely at the white marks on the ground, wondering what the arithmetic was calculating.
Just looking at her, her beautiful eyebrows frowned.
She can understand numbers, and she can understand addition, subtraction, but when combined with those ghost-like symbols, she can't understand them!
can't read! ?
Pei Xueyan asked herself that her arithmetic was not bad, and the Song family's business could be managed in an orderly manner, so naturally she could not accept that she could not understand the arithmetic written by a porter...
She turned her attention to the arithmetic result, and looked at the arithmetic result of 'three thousand two hundred and thirty-five' and fell into deep thought.
Three thousand two hundred and thirty-five?
Pei Xueyan was slightly stunned, thinking of the young man's action of measuring the various dimensions of the stone statue with a hemp rope, and also thought of his father-in-law, Mr. Song, who had said that this Bodhisattva statue weighed about three thousand four hundred kilograms...
This arithmetic... calculates how heavy the stone statue is! ?
The young man didn't use a ruler or scale, he just measured it with a hemp rope and calculated the weight of the stone statue in such a short period of time! ?
And the difference is only a hundred pounds! ?
this……
Pei Xueyan's breath was stagnant, and the muscular figure of the young man carrying the logs with his bare arms subconsciously appeared in his mind.
She asked her maid to get pen and ink, and copied down the arithmetic on the floor before returning to her room to rest.
She was lying on the bed looking at the transcribed arithmetic, but for some reason, when she saw the arithmetic, the figure of the strong young man always appeared in her mind, either using stones instead of pens to calculate on the ground, or clenching his teeth. Sweating like rain...
The handsome face with regular features, the strong body with the back of a tiger and the waist of a wasp, the muscles that stretched when carrying the wood, the sweat that fell like beans...
On the bed, Pei Xueyan seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, her almond-shaped eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the paper in her hand was unconsciously crumpled into a ball...
Suddenly, a maid's voice came from outside the door: "Young lady, my servant is on duty today. If you need anything, just call me."
"..."
Pei Xueyan came to her senses when she heard the voice. She felt guilty and annoyed and responded: "I know!"
"Slave, please leave."
"..."
There was no sound outside, and Pei Xueyan lost interest. Seeing the paper that she had crumpled into a ball while unconscious, her earlobes felt a little hot.
After coming back to his senses, he threw the paper ball in his hand like he was avoiding a snake...
'So annoying! '
