Chapter 174 Illiteracy Arithmetic
"My child, although he is not a wise person, is better than being honest and obedient. I don't expect him to be very successful in the future, but as long as he can learn 15% of your knowledge, it will not be in vain." Old brother, leave him to me."
Wei Yan achieved his goal, and with an open heart, he took the lead and walked out of the meeting hall, patting Feng Yong on the shoulder shamelessly.
Feng Yong glanced at Wei Chang, who was following behind him with a simple and honest face, sighed, and said: "Brother Wensi, although I think he is a little dull and lacks adaptability, he is still good enough. Even if he can't do it, If you are an independent person, you can rest assured if you leave everything to him."
“Just say that he only obeys orders and does not change his mind.” Wei Yan glanced at Feng Yong with disdain and said, “His clever words make him look good.”
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
Feng Yong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He could only advise himself secretly in his heart, if you can't beat this old guy, just treat his words as farts, bah!
Damn it, which **** gave me this nickname in the first place? Is it that old guy Liao Li?
How nice is the title "Young Hero"? It's atmospheric, fresh and refined, and you can tell he is an extraordinary young man as soon as you hear it.
How is it like this clever talk? Pooh! When people hear it, they will think of a wretched image with a rat head and a rat brain.
“What are you doing over there?”
Wei Yan was about to leave, but when he was walking through the open space in the camp, he suddenly heard a voice: "Brother Gouzi, I'm done. Do you think my calculation is correct?"
“Well, let me calculate, eight, nine, seventy-two, add seven and four, we get eleven, add one more, you have added one less number.”
Looking over curiously, I saw a group of little kids surrounding a corner, not knowing what they were doing.
One of the children was standing with his chest raised and his head held high, while another was holding a wooden board and asking him some questions.
“What are you doing?”
Wei Yan pointed and asked suddenly.
“Oh, those are some children from Feng’s family, who are learning arithmetic.”
Feng Yong glanced at it and said casually.
“Arithmetic? What arithmetic?”
Wei Yan asked in surprise.
“That’s one plus one equals two, seven times eight equals seventy-two or something.”
“Huh? If you don’t talk nicely, believe it or not, I will whip you?”
Wei Yan raised his hand, glared at Feng Yong and cursed.
"Seven, eight, fifty-six." Seeing Wei Yan's hand raised, Feng Yong immediately gave up and changed his words, "I just teach them some arithmetic."
“That baby, come here.”
Wei Yanzai ignored Feng Yong's nonsense, pointed at the standing dog, and shouted.
Gouzi heard the shouting and pointed at himself uncertainly, then looked at Feng Yong with some surprise. When he saw Feng Yong nodding, he became excited and ran over.
“I’ve seen the master’s house, I’ve seen this Grand Duke.”
The dog bowed obediently.
Feng Yong said something maliciously.
“But I can’t afford the title of general, so it’s better to be called Taigong.”
Wei Yan was quite kind to Gouzi. He touched Gouzi's head and just said this.
Feng Yong was Gouzi's master, but it was the first time they met Wei Yan. How could he listen to Wei Yan? He then bent down and saluted: "This little man has seen the great general."
Wei Yan's smiling face immediately froze, looking as disgusting as if he had eaten shit.
Feng Yong felt very happy after seeing it. Do you want an old guy like you to show your qualifications in front of me? Just let the dog call you "General" and see if you dare to respond?
Anyway, you are an ignorant child. Calling you a general means respect, admiration, and admiration. What can you do to others?
Wei Yan resisted the urge to beat Feng Yong violently and pretended that he had not heard the name Gouzi.
Now in the Han Dynasty, there is only one true general, and that is Zhao Yun. If he really accepts it, he thinks he can be compared with Zhao Yun.
To be honest, I am not yet qualified for this right now—otherwise, why wouldn’t he be among the Five Tigers?
Of course, if you make some more achievements, such as taking Xiliang or Guanzhong, then you can naturally accept the call of general with a clear conscience.
It is a pity that although he knows that this boy is not well-intentioned, he cannot beat him like he beats others. After Li Yi has reached the rank of general, as a general, he teaches the disciples of generals a lesson, so he treats it as a lesson to the juniors.
This kid's status is different. To put it bluntly, he is not qualified to challenge other people's masters. The prime minister is here. I heard that General Zhao also studied under an expert. I guess he can teach this disgusting guy who instigates others.
“I have fifty stones of military rations in my hand that I want to share. There are fifteen schools of troops in total. How many stones can each school’s troops get?”
Wei Yan looked at the little kid in front of him and suddenly asked this question.
Gouzi raised his fingers and counted, but maybe he didn't figure it out. He squatted on the ground and counted for a while, and then said: "Go back to Grandpa, this cannot be divided completely. There are fifteen schools, and each school will get three stones." . Then Grandpa will still have five stones left in his hand."
“This is impossible, old man…”
When Wei Yan heard Gouzi's words, he was about to refute him on the spot. But in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped and looked as if he didn't know what he was thinking.
Feng Yong stood aside and almost laughed after hearing this conversation. He quickly held it in and looked away.
The topic this old guy asked is also very interesting. Is there any way to divide food by dividing fifty by fifteen?
Looking at his appearance, it is estimated that the person who distributed the food to him probably didn’t have any leftovers...the rest would of course go into his own pocket!
Eh, that’s not right. Isn’t this grain and grass officer Zhuge Qiao? Is Zhuge Qiao not capable of doing such a dishonorable thing?
Wei Yan thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head and asked Feng Yong: "Brother Feng, tell me, can you fully distribute these fifty shi of grain among the people of the 15th school?"
"Well," Feng Yong coughed, "of course the division can be divided, it depends on how General Wei divides it. The remaining five stones will be divided into fifty buckets, and then divided again, and finally There are only five buckets left, so it’s probably no big deal.”
Feng Yong’s words were extremely vicious. Why should five stones be divided into fifty buckets? Isn’t fifty buckets still five stones? Isn't this a joke? He won't notice?
After hearing this, Wei Yan clenched and unclenched his fists, turned around and kicked Wei Chang, who rolled out like a gourd on the spot.
"How did you distribute those military rations a few days ago? Huh?"
Wei Yan kicked him, and even cursed him loudly.
After rolling around for a few times, Wei Chang got up as if nothing had happened. He just glanced at Gouzi with a resentful look, then looked at Feng Yong, shrank his neck, and couldn't speak.
Although Gouzi is smart, he is just a farmer's child after all. Seeing this situation, he was a little scared.
(End of this chapter)