Chapter 471 The people will make their own choices
Chapter 471 The people will make their own choices
Author: fire pine cone
Chapter 471 The people will make their own choices
Two scholars competed in a competition, and they actually asked the common people to come up with the questions. This method can be called a unique way. The common people originally just watched in passing, because they instinctively respect the scholars. Even if they were waiting and watching, they would not dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing them.
This group of literary stars.
Even if those literati picked up stones and beat people, the common people did not dare to say anything. The literati must know more truths than they, ordinary people, and perhaps there are some truths that they do not know.
They have also heard of the name of His Highness the Fifth Prince. He wrote good poems at a young age and fought victoriously in the north. He is a good seed born of our Ming Emperor. He is so confident. Could it be that he is really sure of victory?
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But looking at the elegant and confident scholar above, and the seductive man with black and white lines on his face and a timid expression, the people were not sure of their decision, so they whispered among themselves and began to discuss.
Some people said that His Highness was so confident that the man with lustful eyes would definitely win. Others said that the scholar knew the seeds of reading at first sight and was full of knowledge. How could he not be able to count the number of butcher shops? In short, among the people, the noise began to rise.
Because of Zhu Su's words, they suddenly became contestants. This new feeling slowly made them no longer regard the group of literati as gods, and also allowed them to replace the literati who gathered together and become the protagonists of this incident.
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"Hey, Your Highness, take a look." The butcher shop owner was quite embarrassed and wiped the dirty book on his body again and again, then he knelt on the ground and gave it to Zhu Su's relative with both hands.
Wei Zhusu quickly asked him to stand up and flipped through the "account book". He saw scattered records of the price at which the butcher sold pigs, how many taels of pigs were sold today, and the selling price of a pound of meat.
Everything was recorded in the account book in a very messy and chaotic manner.
"Tie Zhong, Yi Zimei, come here." Zhu Su saw at a glance that the account book had more complicated numbers, and elementary school knowledge was enough to calculate it, so he placed the account book on the desk that had just been brought in. "Here.
Let’s calculate the time it takes for you to burn an incense together.”
"After the calculation is completed, there is no need to announce it. Wait for the other party to complete the calculation before checking."
"Xizhi, give them two abacus. Folks, you are all witnesses to whether it is fair or not."
This method is simple and fair, and the common people have no objections. However, many among the literati have ugly faces and feel that it is really insulting to ask these ordinary people who cannot read Chinese characters to write the question. But the fifth prince above can
He is not someone to be trifled with, and by proposing a fight, he has already made a concession. If he pushes further, he might take out a hot air balloon and send them to the sky for a tour.
While he was talking, Yi Zimei was stunned. Why was there something about gluten? He didn't notice it at all.
There is no conclusion on this matter, and even the meat seller himself is ignorant. When the time comes, His Highness the Fifth Prince insists that the Iron Bell is right, and no one can do anything about him. I should be cautious and make sure every step is correct.
If your Highness is being unfair at this time, I can ask all my colleagues to do the math together so that justice can be done for me.
"Is there such a talent in my house?" Zhu Su was secretly surprised in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face. He only asked Tie Zhong to wait aside. Tie Zhong responded quickly and did not dare to sit down. He just looked
He stood in a corner, still looking panic-stricken.
"Why do I keep doing calculations at home and never get it right?"
Yi Zimei calculated extremely carefully, making sure every step was correct. The scholars and people in the room did not dare to say anything, for fear of disturbing him.
Yi Zimei looked at the dirty iron clock on her body and saw that the account book was crookedly written and full of greasy grease. She almost felt sick. But now that the matter was over, she could only hold back her nausea and start calculating. He really felt like it.
He had read several arithmetic books and knew how to do arithmetic, so even though it was difficult to calculate the account books, it was not a problem for him.
"It's amazing! It's really amazing! Your Highness, the villain is convinced. It's this brother named Tie who wins!"
Zhu Su was also patient and never said a word, but this person's calculation took too long, which made Zhu Su feel more and more irritated. Finally, when the stick of incense was about to burn out, he stopped
He took out his pen and abacus, blew on the paper in his hand, and presented it with confident hands: "Your Highness, please take a look. This is the answer calculated by the student."
"You have omitted to calculate the cost of food for raising pigs." Seeing Zhu Su nodding in agreement, Tie Zhong stepped forward and explained to him. "From May to July, there are hailstorms in Fengyang Prefecture, and I also have severe thunderstorms in Yingtian for several months."
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"This iron brother is just talking nonsense and making everyone laugh! It can be seen that a scholar who studies my theory knows everything in one book."
The common people looked at the butcher with envy, but the butcher had a puzzled look on his face, his eyebrows furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan".
"In addition, I saw from your account book that you received a few piglets in May, but did not sell them in June, July, and August. I think it was because of the defeat in Lingbei in those months, and there were few banquets in Beijing.
, those restaurants charge less pork from you."
"In those months, grain production was reduced and grain prices were quite high. Even the bran and bran used to feed pigs had to be purchased at a high price."
"How could anyone in the world be able to calculate so quickly!" Yi Zimei was a little panicked, but when she saw the expression on Tiezhong's face and remembered what he had just done by drawing talismans on the paper, she actually became calmer: Then
Tie Zhong definitely doesn't know how to do arithmetic. He might just be a house slave randomly found by His Highness. Even the meat dealer might be someone whom His Highness found to set up a trap.
"Yeah." Zhu Su took the page and saw that the paper was densely covered with small regular script. Zhu Su was dizzy when he saw it. He simply didn't look at the process and looked directly at the answer. He almost didn't laugh out loud at this sight.
Fortunately, I have gone through a lot of training in the past few years, and I was able to hold back. I only left a meaningful smile on the corner of my mouth, and said: "In this case, I will make your answers public."
After calculating for a while, I felt that I had hit a bottleneck. I scratched my head and couldn't help but glance to the side. With my peripheral vision, I saw the iron clock writing many crooked characters on the paper like a picturesque charm, and I didn't even use an abacus.
Because it was obviously contrary to the Sutra calculation, he couldn't help but scornfully said in his heart: "This barbarian can't even write. How can he be my opponent at this level?"
"The new tax law stipulates that if the family has connections, the business can make a lot of money, and the money is easy to come to the big family, then they will be charged more. If the family is in trouble and they are just doing a small business, then they can no longer cause trouble to the people.
, we should levy less or even no levy. This is the basis of the new tax law.”
After hearing what he said, the people immediately understood the cause and effect. They all looked at Tie Zhong with surprised and admiring eyes. Tie Zhong was quite shy and even shrank back. The people who looked at it laughed loudly, but they were very interested in this man.
The honest young man became closer.
In the corner of the account book, there are indeed a few random records of how much dressing was purchased. But what does that have to do with raising pigs?
The crowd onlookers immediately burst into an uproar. Although it was just a small butcher's shop, the account book was about a finger thick. How could it be completed so quickly? Even Zhu Su was surprised. He accepted the manuscript paper he offered and folded it up and down. After scanning the calculation steps, I found that there were no errors or omissions.
"Yi Zimei calculated that this boss's butcher shop made a profit of one hundred and thirty-two taels of silver in the fifth year of Hongwu." After saying these words, the people immediately let out a cry of admiration. Zhu Su said with a smile: "This brother, Congratulations, if according to this student Yi’s calculations, you can do a lot of business, it’s really a good deal!”
"My family didn't have much expenses last year, so the scholar must have made a mistake! This brother named Tie, tell me where I lost money?"
"You have piglets on your hands, but you still have to be generous. Every increase and every decrease is a real loss."
Although Tie Zhong's words were plain, the butcher felt like he was enlightened. He patted his stomach and said loudly: "Come on! That's what happened! Why can't I figure out where I'm losing?"
The last time the three elders of Pingyang went to heaven, they all peed their pants in public when they returned to the ground, and their reputation was ruined. From then on, these scholars regarded the hot air balloon as a tiger, and thought it was some evil thing...
Everyone was in an uproar. The two of them calculated together and actually calculated one profit and one loss. They were two completely different answers, and the gap was so big that they could be said to be completely opposite. Yi Zimei was overjoyed and shouted: "It's ridiculous, if there is more Why does this butcher continue to do this business if he is losing money?"
With so many colleagues working together, the Fifth Highness wants to set up a trap, but there is no way to argue. After refuting the Fifth Highness who proposed a new theory, I became a hero who inherited the Cheng and Zhu lineage, and my future is limitless from now on...
"My pigs eat real bran, so here in Yingtianfu, the quality of the meat is also top-notch. It's just that the pigs were stranded on hand during those few months, so people have to eat pigs as well. It's really hard to raise them." It cost a lot of money.”
"Those who are not familiar with saints and sages will never be able to serve as officials. How can they assume the great responsibility of herdsmen for our Ming Dynasty if they can even make mistakes in a butcher's shop?"
So Tie Zhong and Yi Zimei, under the watchful eyes of everyone, gathered on the table, took the paper and began to count.
"Fellow fellow citizens," Zhu Su struck while the iron was hot. "This time the imperial court opened Enke to select suitable tax collectors to benefit the common people."
"No." But it was the butcher who spoke up. "If I make more than a hundred taels, why do I feel that my money is getting tighter and tighter?"
"Tie Zhong's answer. Well..." Zhu Su picked up another piece of paper and said, "Tie Zhong calculated that in the fifth year of Hongwu last year..."
"The total loss from selling meat throughout the year was about twenty-three taels and five cents... Judging from his answer, brother, this is a loss-making business for you!"
Just as he was thinking this, he saw the iron bell put down the brush, picked up the paper in his hand and said to Zhu Su: "Your Highness, the villain has finished his calculations."
"Now these scholars feel that the new enke should not be tested on arithmetic, but should be tested on something else. Confucius said in Shiyun."
"Tell me, do you think the court's tax collectors who calculate the people's taxes should use scholars like them, or people like iron clocks who can calculate clearly whether you are making a profit or a loss, even in places you didn't expect? Can you give me a clear account?"
"It goes without saying that it must be someone like Brother Tie!" The butcher was also a clever person, and he even learned to answer quickly. "If the court let the man named Yi become a tax collector, he would count the loss-making business as tax.
In order to make a lot of money, shouldn’t we be squeezed out of a share of taxes by him?”
With personal interests at stake, the common people, traffickers and lackeys gathered here immediately pointed and laughed at the noble literati headed by Yi Zimei.