When Jiang Jing met Ximen Qing for the first time, he was confused by the new terms thrown out by Ximen Qing. However, Zhu Zhixian and Master had already experienced it and were not too surprised. Zhu Zhixian sat upright with interest.
I waited for Ximen Qing to explain the meaning of the term "financial director".
Once again, Ximen Qing accidentally let slip that his skin was thicker than the city wall. Fortunately, the financial director was very easy to explain: "Finance is actually related to all kinds of money and goods; the director is the highest-level person in finance.
.”
"If Mr. Jiang is interested, he is now the accountant of my Ximen family, that is, the financial director."
"Oh. So that's what it means." Zhu Zhixian and Master heard the explanation and nodded repeatedly.
After hearing this explanation and Ximen Qing's invitation, Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, didn't seem too interested. Instead, he handed over his hand: "This high-ranking Ximen official met Jiang Jing for the first time and invited a certain company to be the financial director..."
Jiang Jing seemed to feel uncomfortable with the term "financial director", and he obviously paused before continuing: "A certain family is very grateful. However, a certain family failed to pass the imperial examination and was already disheartened about his official career. There are still some people at home.
With a few acres of thin farmland, a certain family just wants to go back to their hometown to farm and concentrate on arithmetic. Officials must not talk about it at this time."
"Brother Jiang Xian, what are you doing?" Zhu Zhixian couldn't help but interrupt.
"Huh?" Ximen Qing didn't expect that as a time-traveling character, although he didn't have a tiger's body, he could at least accept some people, but the magic fortune teller Jiang Jing in front of him simply rejected him directly.
"Xiao Sheng is kind enough to give me a fist, but Mr. Jiang is not interested, and it's not easy to force Xiao Sheng." Ximen Qing thought for a moment and said, "But everything in the world is nothing more than a business deal. Mr. Jiang can tell me what kind of conditions are needed to agree to Xiao Sheng's offer."
An invitation?”
"Brother Ximen Xian said it very well." Zhu Zhixian clearly agreed with this statement: "People in the world are bustling with people just for fame and fortune. Brother Jiang Xian should consider this."
When Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, heard the words "for fame and fortune", his face clearly showed some disgust. He was obsessed with arithmetic and could not help himself, and he had long been indifferent to the word fame and fortune. However, he had a very close relationship with Zhu Zhixian.
It was not easy to refuse directly. Since the high-ranking official from Ximen asked me to make conditions, I could just take the opportunity to make things difficult for him. It would be best to seize the opportunity to escape and return home as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, the divine fortune teller Jiang Jing's face remained as usual. After thinking for a moment, he came up with a clue: "Since my brother said so, I have an arithmetic problem here..."
"Arithmetic problem!" Zhu Zhixian took a breath, knowing that Ximen Qing would not be able to recruit his brother for ten months: "Brother Jiang Xian, you have been studying arithmetic for more than ten years. This arithmetic problem needs to be simple. Don't do it."
This is embarrassing for my worthy brother Ximen."
When the master heard this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Ximen Qing, but looking at Ximen Qing's face, he was not impatient or impatient, which surprised the master.
Could it be that Ximen Qing, besides being proficient in poetry and prose, was also proficient in arithmetic? If so, wouldn’t this Ximen Qing be a bit better than Jiang Jing? In other words, Ximen Qing has been hiding it all these years.
Instead of posting?
The master was startled by his own thoughts and did not dare to continue thinking about it. At this time, Ximen Qing said: "Mr. Jiang just asks the question. If the student cannot answer it, he will naturally not mention it again."
"Okay!" The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing immediately perked up as soon as he mentioned arithmetic, and his eyes became hot: "The official is not an arithmetic person. A certain family has come up with a simpler question, and I hope that the official will
Able to keep promises!”
"Mr. Jiang, I am all ears." Ximen Qing put on a good posture, smiling and waiting for Jiang Jing to ask the question.
It’s a joke. I got high scores in mathematics in elementary school, middle school and high school. Even when faced with a killer weapon like advanced mathematics, I am full of confidence. If I throw out two advanced mathematics formulas, I am afraid that the magic fortune teller Jiang Jing will not be able to do it in his life.
You must be able to understand it.
"This question is from the "Sun Tzu Suan Jing" written hundreds of years ago. It is also a classic question and an interesting question." Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, said with a smile: "Officials, please listen carefully."
"No problem, as long as Mr. Jiang speaks more slowly." Ximen Qing nodded.
In fact, the key to this old Chinese arithmetic problem is not how to solve it, but to understand the problem. This is equivalent to the Chinese student who ranked first in the Mathematical Olympiad getting an American high school mathematics paper. If he can't understand those
I couldn't speak English, so I had to hand in a blank paper.
"Okay!" Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, has read through "Sun Tzu's Algorithm" over the years, and the topic came out of his mouth: "Today there are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage, with thirty-five heads on the top and ninety-four legs on the bottom. I asked the pheasant
What’s the geometry of rabbits?”
Properly.
This ancient text is quite straightforward. If a pheasant and a rabbit are in the same cage, it is like a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage.
This kind of question, which in my own time was about to become a bad topic, is not difficult at all!
Ximen Qing could almost see the image of the divine fortune teller Jiang Jing sitting obediently in his accounting room, tapping the abacus and writing the account book.
With a smile, Ximen Qing stretched out three fingers: "Concerning this question, Xiaosheng knows exactly three solutions. I don't know which one Mr. Jiang wants to hear."
"What!" This was completely beyond the expectations of the divine fortune teller Jiang Jing. He looked at Ximen Qing up and down, and then asked in a suspicious tone: "Although this question is not difficult, when the senior officials hear this question, they will
Are there three solutions?”
"As long as the high official can tell one of the solutions, a certain family can agree to be the accountant."
"Some of these three solutions are straightforward, and some are boring." Ximen Qing laughed and said: "Since Mr. Jiang said so, Xiaosheng will tell you the most interesting solution."
"But before that, let me ask Mr. Jiang, are the chickens and rabbits in the question alive? Is the chicken a rooster or a hen?"
"Huh?" Jiang Jing didn't expect Ximen Qing to suddenly ask this question. It had nothing to do with arithmetic. Is the chicken in it a rooster or a hen, and whether the rabbit is dead or alive? It has nothing to do with the question itself?
Zhu Zhixian and Master also looked at Ximen Qing with strange expressions. This kind of question completely deviated from the topic itself, and they didn't know why Ximen Qing suddenly asked this question.
"They are all alive. If they were dead, they would not be in the cage long ago. There are roosters and hens." Jiang Jing felt that his answer was also incomprehensible.
"Okay!" Ximen Qing said with a smile: "As long as it's alive, it doesn't matter if it's a rooster or a hen."
Zhu Zhixian, who was stroking his beard and thinking, almost broke his beard when he heard Ximen Qing's words. It doesn't matter, you ask Mao?
"Thirty-five heads and ninety-four legs." Ximen Qing continued: "That is to say, there are thirty-five rabbits and chickens in total."
"That's right." Jiang Jing said without thinking.
"A rabbit has four legs, a chicken has two legs, no problem."
"This...that's right!" Jiang Jing had an expression on his face that said, "Brother, I'll kneel down for you." He looked helpless.
"Xiaosheng coughs now and asks all the rabbits, roosters and hens in the cage to lift one leg. Now you can only see fifty-nine legs, right?"
"Huh? What kind of solution is this?" Jiang Jing was completely led into the ditch by Ximen Qing: "Ninety-four minus thirty-five, it is fifty-nine."
"Xiaosheng coughs again and asks the rabbits, roosters and hens in the cage to lift one leg. So now you only see twenty-four legs?"
"This?" Even though Jiang Jing was a good fortune teller, he was frightened by this solution: "Officials, a chicken only has two legs. If this is the case, all the chickens will fall to the ground?"
"Yes! You are absolutely right!" Ximen Qing showed a proud smile: "So the rest are all rabbits, or rabbits with two front legs raised."
"Uh." Jiang Jing felt that his brain was rusty. When Ximen Qing talked about it, Jiang Jing could already feel that this question had actually been solved by this high-ranking official from Ximen, but this strange solution didn't sound right at all.
It makes sense, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.
"So twenty-four divided by two, that's twelve." Ximen Qing looked at the fortune teller with an expression like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "Twelve rabbits, then the number of chickens is twenty-three."
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing was like a chicken with its legs raised, and fell to his knees with a plop: "Teacher! You are my teacher!"
The expression on the master's face was extremely exciting, and Zhu Zhixian stood directly together: "Brother Jiang Xian, what are you doing?"
Jiang Jing raised his head and looked at Ximen Qing with incomparable reverence: "Teacher, today the students know that after more than ten years of hard study, they are working behind closed doors! If it were not for seeing the teacher today, the students would not know how to be confused.
how long!"
Ximen Qing felt that the play was almost over, and felt that he stretched out his hand to help the fortune teller up: "This Mr. Jiang is too modest. How can he be Mr. Jiang's teacher when he is playing tricks for a while?"
"The teacher's knowledge is already higher than that of the students!" Jiang Jing completely ignored Zhu Zhixian's questions and focused entirely on Ximen Qing: "Today's teacher's solution is unheard of by students. If he hadn't been immersed in arithmetic for many years, how could he have done it?
Such a wonderful method?"
"If the teacher refuses to accept the student, the student will be very satisfied if he can always be with the teacher!"
"This..." Ximen Qing was sweating furiously in his heart. He didn't expect that this magic fortune teller was so obsessed with arithmetic. However, he accepted the accountant.
"Mr. Jiang has a close relationship with Magistrate Zhu, and Xiaosheng is still a few years younger than Mr. Jiang." Ximen Qing said sincerely: "Since Mr. Jiang is interested, he can come to Xiaosheng's house to be an accountant. From now on, it will be a good match between brothers.
"
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing was ecstatic: "Of course! As long as a high-ranking official can spare some time to give advice, whether it's the accountant or the financial director, he won't take any money from you!"
"Hahaha!" Zhu Zhixian nodded repeatedly: "I didn't expect Brother Ximen to be so proficient in arithmetic, which surprised this county. Even if this brother from this county is left to Brother Ximen, this county can do it.
It’s great to have wine and chat with Brother Jiang from time to time!”
When it came to drinking, Ximen Qing suddenly remembered something and blurted out: "I wonder if the owner of Haomen Building has any liquor?"