After being promoted, Xu San had relatively more free time.
As a person with future management experience, managing the military supplies of a battalion is not a problem for him. The subordinates are very capable. After taking out a set of forms themselves, these subordinates learned to copy and paste on their own without being taught, and there were not many problems in using it. After Xu San taught them the disassembly and combination of several forms, Xu San felt that he could basically lie down and be a leader.
The form is very easy to use. Even Cao Yan, the adjutant assigned by the brigade headquarters, was full of praise for it and said that it was to be promoted throughout the brigade. Xu San said that he would give up the power. If you are willing to promote it, go ahead and promote it. The credit will be yours. Yes, but don’t let me do the work. Xu San’s idea is exactly in line with Cao Yan’s meaning.
As a result, this person who was supposed to be sent by his superiors to monitor Xu San quickly became involved with Xu San.
After leaving the battalion commander's office, he went to the cooking class to leave some money. Then Xu San skipped work and rode his motorcycle home.
The business of Xu San's small shop is much better now than three months ago. In the past, it was three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Now it can be said that it is open every day.
After returning from Phoenix City, Ma Cuilan took the initiative to help Xu San open the door and sell goods.
Xu San didn't refuse. After replenishing a lot of goods, the business of the small shop gradually improved.
However, corresponding rumors also increased. Seeing that Ma Cuilan didn't care, Xu San did not use any special means to interfere with the gossip.
The happiest person about the normal business of the small shop is not Xu San, but the little girl Xu Dongmei.
After more than two months of training, the little girl now regards this small shop as her own large toy. Even without her mother's instructions, she sat obediently behind the counter, pretending to be the shopkeeper like a little adult.
The little girl is very smart, so smart that even Xu San was surprised.
From escape learning at the beginning to active learning later, in just three months, she had learned multiplication, division, and mixed operations.
You know, in later generations this will be a third-grade elementary school course.
Seeing the little girl calculating the accounts carefully in the notebook, she felt a little distressed, and was considering whether to wait another six months before teaching her the linear equation of one dollar.
The motorcycle stopped at the door, and the little girl immediately jumped down from the counter, then ran to Xu San and jumped up for a hug.
Xu San picked up the little girl from the ground, then held her in his arms, and pricked the little girl's face a few times with his beard that he hadn't shaved for several days.
"Haha, it's itchy, uncle, don't be a scumbag!" The little girl giggled and pushed Xu San's face away with her little hands.
"Okay, uncle, I won't prick you anymore. Have you been obedient these days?"
"Be obedient. It only took me half a day to finish the homework you left." The little girl raised her little face and said proudly.
Xu San smiled and touched his head, "Awesome! This is a reward for you." After saying that, he took out a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.
The little girl skillfully peeled off the candy wrapper and put the lollipop into her mouth, "Thank you, uncle."
"Where's your mother?"
"I'm busy making clothes." The little girl said and rubbed herself in Xu San's arms, then fell to the ground, trotted back to the counter, and took out a ledger, "Uncle, come here!"
Xu San came over and took a look at the little girl's account book, and found that it was the store account that the little girl remembered.
I remember it was a bit confusing, because although the little girl was good at math, she was still in a young age and her writing skills were limited, so half of this account was made of pictures.
Xu San pointed to a square and asked, "What is this?"
"This is a cigarette." The little girl answered.
What about this one? Xu San pointed to another square that looked different and asked, "This pancake."
The little girl's well-illustrated way of handling things really shocked him. He never dreamed that the little girl could use this method to keep accounts. But Xu San still had a question in his mind, which was why the little girl didn't keep the account books until now. Take it out and show it to yourself.
"Uncle, look, I sold a total of 12 yuan and 56 cents last month." The little girl turned the ledger forward a few pages and pointed to the footer with her finger.
Xu San flipped through it and found that the calculation was correct, "Xiao Meizi, that's great, where's the money?"
"I gave all the big bills to Mom, and the change is in the money box." The little girl said, looking at the money box under the counter, then she blinked and looked at Xu San expectantly, "Uncle, You said, if I help you sell things, you will give me a 5% commission every month."
".emmm..." Now Xu San finally knew why the little girl was so serious about mathematics. It turned out that she was waiting here.
"Then do you know how to calculate 5%?" Xu San has never taught the little girl the algorithm of percentages, so he took this opportunity to teach the algorithm of percentages first.
"Huh? Is it just five yuan?" The little girl guessed a number.
"No, five percent means dividing one into one hundred and taking only five of them. If 5% of one hundred dollars is five dollars, and 5% of one dollar is five cents." With this introduction, Xu San briefly explained the calculation process of percentages.
Xu San spoke very slowly, and even gave two examples to the little girl.
After hearing this, the little girl immediately picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then checked the calculation on the small book beside her, "Twelve yuan and fifty-six cents equals 1256, divided by one hundred equals...rounded up to 1300 points, 1300 points Divided by 100 equals 13 points, multiplied by 5 equals 65 points. In the end, I should get a commission of 65 cents. Uncle, did I calculate it correctly?" After calculating her commission, the little girl raised her head and looked at Xu San and asked road.
Seeing the little girl calculating the commission seriously, Xu San suddenly felt like crying.
Is this what it feels like to have a daughter growing up in the family?
"Yes, yes, Xiao Meizi is really powerful. I am as old as you, but you can't calculate so quickly!" Xu San said and used the head-touching kill.
"That's it, don't you see who I am?" Xiao Meizi raised his little face again, this time the expression on his face was even more disgusting than before, but Xu San likes to see it, and he deserves to be praised. Yes, children should be carefree.
He stretched out his finger and scratched his nose, "Don't be proud!"
"Okay! I'm not proud!" the little girl said with an insincere smile.
Xu San packed up his things and said, "Close the door. Uncle is happy today and will take you shopping."
"Let's sell it for a while longer. There will be customers when it's almost dark."
"Close it when uncle says it's closed. We don't miss the time."
The big one and the small one quickly packed up the store, and then Xu San said to the little girl, "Go and say hello to your mother."
"Yeah, then." The little girl agreed, then jumped up and down with the little bear in her arms and went to inform her mother.
