The barbecue all the way to the beach entrance was probably the only place that was still active at night in this area. Except for a few scattered lanterns, the street had basically fallen into silence.
Xu Guangling and the two also went back to Sanjiang Inn.
Accompanied by the shopkeeper himself, the two entered the Datong Shop. Then the shopkeeper said to a nineteen-year-old little carrot head sitting next to the shop: "San'er, I haven't seen two adults yet!"
After a few brief greetings, the shopkeeper left, leaving the three children alone.
The main bunk in the ten-person room was full of people at this time. Some had their heads covered and were fast asleep, while others were packing their luggage silently. They didn't seem to recognize each other or talk to each other.
"Master, are you all monks?" asked the third son.
Xu Tonghui's eyes widened and he wanted to scold him, but Xu Guangling took the first step and said with a smile, "That's right."
"Master, do you think I can also become a monk?" That San'er's eyes flashed with light, reflecting a very pure child's yearning for the magical world.
"Haha, being a monk is not that easy. Being a monk is very hard."
"Master, I am not afraid of hardship. I am the one who can endure hardship the most."
"Ha, this kind of suffering is different. Most people can't bear it." Xu Guangling said, stretched out his fingers and drew randomly on the ground, three or two, and a shape appeared.
Xu Tonghui took a closer look and found... the shape of a flower?
Then he inexplicably felt that the shape was familiar, and after a moment of concentration, he finally recognized it. This was exactly the flower! The flower blooming at the door of the felt canopy!
After the young master put his finger down, he never left the ground, turning, turning, turning, and then the flower came out.
"Look, if you close your eyes, can you draw this shape in your mind?" Xu Guangling retracted his hand and said to Na San'er.
Xu Tonghui closed his eyes and thought in his mind.
Can!
But it doesn’t seem easy!
And when he opened his eyes, he saw that the child named San'er had his eyes closed, and his face looked...well, twitching, very painful. He must have tried it more than once, and then he finally gave up and opened his eyes.
Come.
There was a look of deep disappointment on his face, "Master, I can't do it..."
"It's nothing. It's only normal if you can't do it. At least nine out of ten can't do it. So, being a monk is difficult. It's not something you can do if you want to." Xu Guangling said softly.
San'er nodded sharply.
While they were talking, or rather, since Xu Guangling and the two were personally escorted in by the shop owner, the people who were still awake in the large shop began to look at them secretly.
(observe secretly)
I didn't dare to disturb them, but I seemed quite curious about their performance.
Before that, when Xu Guangling drew that figure and said those words, several eyes from the left and right looked over secretly, and some people stretched their necks.
At this time, a big man in his forties suddenly whispered on his bed: "This is not difficult, it's very simple!"
San'er's eyes turned away.
Xu Tonghui's eyes turned away.
And in this Datong shop, several people turned their eyes.
The meanings in everyone's eyes were different, but no one spoke for a while, as if they were performing a pantomime.
Then, the big man couldn't help himself anymore and came to Xu Guangling's side of the table. He squatted and knelt on the side with his legs bent. Without saying anything, he closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to draw an exact shape on the ground.
After opening his eyes, he tried his best to be calm but couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice: "Master, do you think I can practice?"
"Uncle, how can you practice practice at such an old age!" San'er shouted angrily from the side, "Only children can practice practice!"
Then he cocked his neck and said confidently: "That's what the story says!"
"Is it difficult to get the chance to practice?" Xu Guangling asked Xu Tonghui, tilting his head.
"Master, ordinary people don't have the opportunity." Xu Tonghui said, "Even the children of aristocratic families, not everyone has the opportunity to practice. Only those from eighth-grade aristocratic families can have more people practicing."
Xu Guangling nodded slightly.
In Datong Shop, except for one person who was sleeping soundly, everyone else's ears were perked up.
Even a man lying on the bunk pretending to sleep quietly moved his body.
After answering Xu Guangling's words, Xu Tonghui reached out and patted the kneeling man on the shoulder in a good-natured manner, "Man, you are quite good, but what the kid just said is right, you have passed the age of cultivation, even if you have
It’s too late for people to teach you, much too late.”
The big man's head hung down, and the restless look in his eyes suddenly dimmed.
But he seemed to still retain the last bit of hope, and looked at Xu Guangling stubbornly, as if waiting for his answer.
"Go back, go back to your bunk!" Xu Tonghui said.
The big man turned around and bowed to Xu Tonghui, then turned to Xu Guangling and bowed without getting up.
It seemed that this young man's words were the final verdict for him.
And the verdict came quickly, "Brother, you are indeed very old."
With one sentence, the dim look in the big man's eyes completely disappeared.
"Brother, what do you do?" Xu Guangling asked.
Hearing this question, the big man suddenly raised his head and said, "Back to you, young master, I'm just looking for something to do on the pier over there!"
"When I work at the dock, can I stay in an inn? Can I afford to stay in an inn?" Xu Tonghui asked.
He saw that the young master seemed to be somewhat interested in this big man. Although he didn't know where the interest came from, he still started to interrogate him normally.
"Sir, even though I do some hard work, I can settle accounts. I am a settler!" The big man said, his expression still disappointed, but there was a little hidden pride in his words.
"Are you literate? Can you do arithmetic?" Xu Guangling asked.
"Master, I have never read or learned arithmetic, but I know how to do it!" the big man said, looking both broken and uplifted.
He was probably down because he was illiterate and didn't learn arithmetic.
In this situation, how can we still settle accounts?
"Oh? Then let me test you."
"A hunter went up to the mountains to hunt, and he hunted some pheasants and hares. He counted thirty-five, and finally ninety-four. How many pheasants and hares did he hunt in total?"
This is the original problem in "Sun Zi Suan Jing", Xu Guangling didn't even change the numbers.
x+y＝35
4x+2y=94
For primary school students in previous lives, this was a very simple question.
But if you have never learned arithmetic at all, you can only rely on stupid methods to count hard. The numbers are not big, but you can still count them.
The arrangement of numbers in "Sun Tzu's Calculation" can actually be said to have profound meaning. It is not too small that people will know it at a glance, and it is not too big that people who don't know how to calculate can't figure it out at all.
Judging from the big man's previous memory and recovery abilities, this would not be difficult for him at all.
After hearing this question, Xu Tonghui and the big man closed their eyes at the same time.
The third son also closed his eyes and was still muttering in a low voice.
Not only these three people, there seemed to be a silent commotion in the entire Datongpu.
About three breaths later, San'er was still mumbling, and Xu Tonghui and the big man opened their eyes almost at the same time.
"Master, I have calculated that there are twenty-three pheasants and twelve hares," said the big man.