Chapter 10(Chapter 10 (Two in One)...)

Song Yao and his father finally arrived at the county town when it was almost time for lunch.

This is why Dashu Village is a little poorer than other villages around. The mountain road in their village is too difficult to walk. It is narrow and steep. Although the town is at the foot of the mountain, it takes about two and a half hours to go down and come up.

If you want to go to the county town, it will be even more difficult, and you have to walk for another two hours.

Calculating the total time, the people of Dashu Village spend more than six hours on the road to the county.

Therefore, the people of Dashu Village don’t like to go out of the village. They only send the young and strong people in the family to carry bamboo baskets to buy some things every month.

When Song Yao first came down the mountain, he was running happily, but he was tired and sleepy in less than half an hour. In the end, Song’s father resigned himself to his fate and carried him in the bamboo basket, and then carried him and the basket on his back.

So the scene became that of Song's father walking forward with a big bamboo basket on his back, in which there was a white and tender child sleeping soundly, and the child was unconsciously holding a small bamboo basket in his hand.

When he arrived at the county town, he didn't want to wake up his son, so he went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative, intending to buy things and then wake him up.

There were quite a few people in the supply and marketing cooperative today.

Since Zhongzhou issued a new regulation two years ago to support the supply and marketing cooperative to purchase goods from the people, everyone started to save some eggs and fruits and vegetables that were not easy to spoil like the Song family, and sent them to the supply and marketing cooperative when they had enough.

Farmers also need to eat, so they sell the saved ones and people who don't rely on farming for a living buy them. The outflow and inflow are very balanced, because the relationship between the two sides has always been stable. Even though Zhongzhou can now trade freely, the big guys who are used to selling to the supply and marketing cooperative are still more willing to come here.

Buyers and sellers are mixed together. There are too few salesmen to handle it. Everyone sees that they probably have to wait, so they are not idle either. They all get together to chat with those they know and those they don't know.

Father Song fits in perfectly. He started chatting with people in less than a minute after he came in. He found out everything that happened in the villages around the county.

After they finished talking about the latest news, everyone had nothing to talk about. One of them just started to talk about the topic locally and randomly selected a lucky audience member to chat with: "Isn't there an extra salesperson today? Why is the speed slower than before?"

This guy has a loud voice. As soon as the voice came out, everyone around heard it. Subconsciously, everyone's eyes were swept to the front.

The novice salesperson who was busy calculating the bills behind the counter was suddenly noticed by so many people. She felt embarrassed and ashamed. Her face turned red in just a few seconds. She stammered to explain:

"I, today is my first day at work. I am not very skilled yet. Sister Liang was slow to help me..."

Sister Liang, a veteran salesperson who was changing the bills quickly, said: "Don't scare her. This is the helper I finally asked the county magistrate for. The girl is not from our local area. If you scare her away, can you help me find someone who can calculate the bills?"

Sister Liang has been working for several years and has been familiar with everyone. When she spoke, the people in the room laughed a few times and changed the topic very politely. Anyway, they were not in a hurry, so they could wait. Everyone has a novice period.

While busy, Sister Liang took the time to say to the new salesperson:

"Just collect the things. You can see that there are things in these bamboo baskets. They are here to sell goods. Just collect them according to the price list on the table."

The young salesperson nodded quickly and asked the young man who was closest to her, who was carrying a heavy bamboo basket and looked righteous: "What do you want to sell?"

As she spoke, she leaned over to look at the bamboo basket carried by the other party, intending to estimate the approximate price in her mind first. As a result, when she saw what was inside, she screamed "Ah" and stepped back in horror.

Song Yao, who was almost awakened by the surrounding noises, yawned with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked around, and met the eyes of the young salesperson who looked shocked and panicked.

That's right, this young man with a righteous face was Song's father who carried his son in the bamboo basket.

The young salesperson was not a local and had no idea what was going on. He could only look at Song's father and then at Sister Liang in confusion and helplessness.

His mental state was jumping back and forth between "How can this person sell a child? This is illegal" and "Wait, this place is deep in the mountains, so selling children is not common, right?" He opened his mouth and closed it again, not knowing what to say at all.

The person involved, Song Yao, didn't know what happened. He stood up from the bamboo basket as if he was familiar with it, slid down holding his father, and looked around curiously.

Seeing the three words "Supply and Marketing Cooperative" above the counter, he was instantly happy: [005 Look, this is the supply and marketing cooperative. The book says that there is no supply and marketing cooperative after more than 3,000 years. You should take a closer look. ]

His proud tone, if you don't know, you might think he is showing the largest warship and spaceship.

005 also cooperated as if he was visiting a large spaceship: [This is the supply and marketing cooperative, so amazing. ]

Song Yao seemed to be praised, and his sleepy red face became even redder with pride.

It took him less than half a minute to get out of the bamboo basket and talk to 005. The energetic child was keenly aware that someone was staring at him. He looked up and saw the young salesperson he had seen when he just woke up.

I don't know her, I've never seen her before.

But it didn't stop Song Yao from greeting her in a very familiar way: "Hello, sister, you are so pretty."

Song Yao is pretty, with clear eyes and a smile on his face. Even though he didn't know what was going on, the young salesperson couldn't help but relax a little.

The other people in the room who witnessed the whole process almost laughed to death, and someone who knew Song's father deliberately shouted at him: "Song Youcai, you even sold your son, hahahahahaha."

Song's father hadn't spoken yet, and he didn't know what was going on at all, but Song Yao, who didn't affect him from answering the question, had already proudly puffed up his chest: "Uncle, don't talk nonsense, my father can't sell me."

He said confidently and loudly: "And I'm very expensive, none of you can afford it."

He is the one who wants to build a spaceship!

Although I don't know how much a spaceship costs, I can guess from looking at his handsome appearance that it must be very expensive.

005 echoed: [That's right, you need star coins to buy me, but there are no star coins now. 】

Song Yao felt that what it said made sense. 005 was in his mind, and if he wanted to buy him, he had to take 005 into account. So he added very seriously: "If you want to buy me, you have to work for at least 3,996 years."

The adults around him almost laughed silly as they watched the child seriously calculating how much money he needed to buy him.

"Hahahaha, whose kid is this? Why is he so funny?"

"More than three thousand years, hahahaha, you are really expensive."

Someone else teased Song Yao: "Kid, uncle will work for three thousand years and buy you after three thousand years, okay?"

Song Yao looked at him proudly: "You can't buy me, my dad won't sell me."

The man couldn't help laughing: "Then why do you say we have to work for three thousand years to buy you?"

Song Yao said confidently: "Whether to sell or not is one thing, how much I am worth is another."

The adults around: "Hahahahahahahaha!"

Song's father felt that his son was really smart, and touched his little head: "Yes, Dad will not sell you, even if someone offers a mountain of gold to buy you, Dad will not sell you."

Song Yao nodded, but still added: "Dad, your example is wrong, I am much more valuable than a mountain of gold."

The adults who had just finished laughing hadn't taken a breath when they heard this sentence, and immediately said: "Hahahahahahahahaha!"

The atmosphere of the supply and marketing cooperative suddenly became cheerful.

The young salesperson also realized that she had made a joke. Fortunately, everyone's attention was now attracted by Song Yao, and no one paid attention to her, so she quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, she began to get flustered again. It was her first time to go to work today. She was not familiar with various things. She was nervous and miscalculated several times.

The more she miscalculated, the more nervous she became. The more nervous she was, the more she miscalculated. In the end, she could even miscalculate the simplest addition and subtraction.

The young salesperson was about to cry. She was obviously very good at math in school, but when she encountered actual combat, her mind was confused.

Sister Liang didn't blame her. Novices are prone to this. It will be better when they are familiar with it.

But now the supply and marketing cooperative is busy. She herself is too busy to handle it, and there is no time to correct the mistakes, so she simply let the other party take a rest first.

The young salesperson sat aside feeling somewhat disappointed. She had come all the way to a strange county town, was unfamiliar with the place, and could not find the right work rhythm. Moreover, she had made seven or eight mistakes in the calculation in just one morning. She felt ashamed and uncomfortable, and her eyes were red.

When the father and son came to buy things, Song's father went to pick and choose, leaving Song Yao alone at the counter. Song Yao turned her head and looked around boredly, and found her.

It seemed that they were the only two who were free around. Song Yao immediately came over and sat next to the other party, and said to her in a very familiar way: "Sister, aren't you from our county?"

The young salesperson was a little surprised that Song Yao took the initiative to find her. She rubbed her eyes a little embarrassedly and whispered: "No, I was assigned here."

"Wow! Sister, you are amazing. You can already work at such a young age. My grandmother said that the job of a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative is a good one."

The young salesperson was a little shy when praised, and the sadness in her heart was also relieved.

She had never seen such a pretty and quirky child.

After thinking for a while, she reluctantly took out a piece of fruit candy from her pocket and handed it over.

"Do you want to eat candy?"

Although the Song family couldn't afford packaged candy, Song Yao had eaten it. Basically, every time the village party secretary took him to the county government, the uncles, aunts, and aunts there would give him food. He had eaten hard candy two or three times.

The child politely took the candy and found that it was soft, so he carefully peeled off the transparent candy wrapper, carefully folded the candy wrapper and put it into the small pocket sewn by his grandmother, and then put the candy into his mouth.

As soon as the candy entered his mouth, the fruit fragrance and sweetness made Song Yao squint with satisfaction.

A happy smile appeared on his face. Because he was holding the candy, his voice was a little unclear, but very soft: "Sister, this candy is so delicious, thank you."

The young salesperson who liked children very much covered his chest, and was so cute by this sweet smile that he completely forgot that he was still sad.

This child is so cute!

In this county town where everyone has rough and slightly dark skin, how can such a good-looking and well-behaved child be raised?

She completely forgot how reluctant she was to give the first candy, and took out another candy and put it in Song Yao's little hand: "You're welcome, this one is for you too."

Song Yao smiled sweetly at her with gratitude.

The young salesperson's heart was almost softened by this.

If she hadn't only put two candies in her pocket, she would have taken out another candy because of this cute smile.

Although Song Yao didn't go out often and didn't know much about the prices outside, he knew that candy was a rare thing. This sister gave him two candies at once, and he felt that he should also help her.

So he took the initiative to say: "Sister, let me help you count the money, I am very good at arithmetic."

A month ago, Song Yao's arithmetic was still average, but at that time he accidentally saw "The Composition of Honey" and was really jealous of the introduction, so he went from fishing for three days and drying the net for thirty days to fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, (thinking) working very hard to earn learning points.

Later, he just wanted to catch fish, and then Teacher He came, and finally he found that he could only make a spaceship by himself. After a series of "big events", Song Yao, who had to start studying hard, felt that he was no longer the same as before.

The young salesperson looked at the little kid in front of him with some doubt.

"Have you learned math?"

Song Yao straightened his chest: "Of course I have."

In order to show the credibility of his words, he also gave an example: "My father's calculations are not as fast as mine, and the teacher in our village also said that I am the best in arithmetic in the class."

Hearing the teacher say so, the young salesperson also believed it a little.

Of course, the most important thing is that Song Yao looks very smart.

With a helper, it should be better, right?

She walked behind the counter with a little trepidation, while Song Yao confidently brought a stool and stood on it to try to be level with her.

People were crowded around Sister Liang, and didn't notice that the new salesperson had returned.

She opened her mouth and wanted to call some people over, but she had never done such a thing before. Her face turned red, and her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a word.

Song Yao next to her didn't feel embarrassed at all. Although he had never sold anything, he saw how Sister Liang sold it. He felt that he had learned the essence of Sister Liang and he opened his voice directly:

"Come on, come on, this side is also OK, everyone come quickly."

The child supported the table with one hand and greeted with the other hand. The speed of entering the state made the young salesperson look at him frequently.

Seeing people rushing over, Song Yao immediately said, "Line up, come one by one, the uncle with a hat on his head and a mole on his nose, the things in your basket are about to fall out."

The child chattered happily. People who came to buy and sell things could talk, but he could talk more than them, chattering like a string of cannonballs:

"Uncle, what are you selling? Winter melon? Wow, so many? I can't carry it, put it on the scale yourself, grandma, wait a minute, you are selling eggs.

Wow, so big, your chickens must be well fed, wait a minute, this uncle's dish will be your turn when it's ready."

The young salesperson next to him was stunned.

She had never seen a child who could control the place so well, no, she had never seen such an adult either.

No wonder the child was so confident, he really had the capital.

Before she could sigh again, she heard Song Yao glance at the scale and then at the price list on the counter:

"Winter melon is 1.5 cents in total. Sister, check if this number is correct."

Young salesperson: You're good at math... Wait?

1.5 cents? ? ?

She glanced at the scale: "Shouldn't it be 1.2 cents?"

Song Yao counted on his fingers: "Hey, it's really 1.2 cents."

He immediately accepted the fact that he had miscalculated and said to the uncle selling winter melon: "I miscalculated, it's 1.2 cents, hehe."

The other party had no idea what he was laughing at, but seeing him laughing, he subconsciously followed: hehe.

Young salesperson: "..."

Song Yao continued with the next person: "Come on, grandma, we need to count the eggs. Let's count them together."

This time he didn't count wrong. One egg cost one cent, and the number he got was also correct. In addition, seeing that Song Yao didn't think the mistake just now was big, the young salesperson breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party was also nervous and made a mistake.

Soon she found out that she thought too early.

Song Yao had no problem with addition and subtraction, but when it came to multiplication, his accuracy rate was only 30%.

Fortunately, he was not blindly confident. Every time he calculated a number, he would ask the young salesperson next to him. No one cared much. Song Yao was good-looking and sweet-mouthed. From time to time, he would say "Uncle, you are so majestic", "Grandma, you are so elegant", "Auntie, your dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it", which made everyone feel very comfortable.

The most important thing is that although his calculations may not be correct, doesn't he still have the young salesperson to back him up?

She didn't know what was going on with her. She had made many mistakes before, but she corrected Song Yao very quickly. Customers looked at her with trust, and she gradually became less nervous.

She counted what she had in her hands while checking what Song Yao had in his hands. Everything was handled very well.

Both counters began to serve customers, and the speed was very fast. In just 20 minutes, most of the people who came to buy and sell in the room had left.

When the last customer left, she praised the young salesperson: "This girl is good. She calculates the accounts quickly and well. Where did you find her?"

Sister Liang rubbed her slightly sore arm: "This is a national allocation. She graduated from junior high school. Of course she is amazing."

Junior high school education.

The customer felt that the young salesperson was full of the light of knowledge, and looked at her with admiration: "Oh, no wonder you calculate so well, it turns out you have a diploma."

The young salesperson was stunned, her nose was sore, and she almost cried with excitement because of the praise.

She was nervous and flustered all morning, especially afraid that customers would think she was not good enough. Unexpectedly, in the end, not only was she not criticized, but she was also praised.

She attributed all this to Song Yao.

Although the probability of his calculation being wrong was very high, it was precisely because of this that she had great confidence!

If Song Yao was not young, she would almost suspect that he was deliberately helping her like this.

The young salesperson carefully took Song Yao down from the stool, and looked at him with a very soft look in his eyes, thinking that he was simply lucky for her.

But here comes the question: "Didn't you say that your teacher said you were the best in arithmetic in the class?"

Song Yao also realized at this moment that his arithmetic was not as good as he thought, and said a little guilty: "Yes, our teacher praised me several times."

The young salesperson was a little confused: "What grade are you in?"

Song Yao: "I'm in the first grade."

Young salesperson: ...Yes, you can tell at a glance that you are quite young.

For the first grade, this arithmetic result is already very good.

In fact, it is very impressive to have a 30% correct rate in multiplication in the first grade.

She gently touched Song Yao's head and said softly: "You have learned addition and subtraction very well, but multiplication is a little rusty. How long have you learned multiplication?"

Song Yao didn't know how to calculate.

He started learning multiplication last year, but he kept playing and playing in the middle. The time for serious class study had to be divided into other subjects. He himself couldn't remember how long he had learned multiplication.

At this time, it was 005's turn to appear. He appeared very reliably: [Host, I remember. ]

[According to the system records, the host learned multiplication for a total of three hours. ]

Song Yao: "..."

Learning three hours in a year, even if he has always been very tolerant of himself, he feels that this seems a bit too little.

As if afraid that Song Yao was not guilty enough, 005 also added: [One and a half hours were learned under the supervision of the host teacher. ]

In other words, Song Yao only learned by himself for an hour and a half.

Song Yao was shocked: Am I so lazy?

He thought he was very hardworking.

He was too embarrassed to tell the truth to the gentle elder sister, and he didn't reply out of guilt.

Fortunately, the young salesperson didn't care. She thought it was amazing that he could do math at this age.

If such a smart child studies hard, he might be able to get into college in the future.

She thought about it, took out a math book from under the table and handed it to him:

"I'll lend it to you. It's all junior high school math. If you don't understand something, you can ask your teacher or come to the county town to find me. Just return it to me after you finish reading it."

Song Yao didn't know that a junior high school math book was quite expensive now, but because he had a learning system, he knew that knowledge was valuable, and his expression became complicated at this moment: "... Thank you, sister, I will definitely return it to you."

005 asked him: [Host, what are you thinking about? ]

Song Yao: [I feel happy, but I feel like I shouldn't be happy. 】

It seems to be a cause for celebration to be able to borrow a book full of knowledge, but when I think about studying with this book... I feel unhappy instantly.

I have lost a lot of time for fun. I am afraid that I will not have time to catch insects for the five chickens at home in the future.

But when he opened the book and saw the various formulas and problem-solving methods he had never learned, Song Yao immediately forgot his previous thoughts.

This book looks so interesting.

He has never studied this kind of thing.

The young salesperson saw Song Yao read the contents of the book for a few times and was full of love. He touched it again and again with great care, and was a little amazed in his heart. Such a well-behaved child, I don’t know how his family educated him.

I must ask for advice if I have the chance. She also wants to have such a smart, sensible and studious child in the future.

Speaking of family, she suddenly remembered: "I remember you said before that your arithmetic is better than your father's? Where is he? I want to ask him something."

Song Yao nodded: "Okay, my father likes to talk with people."

He can basically see his father chatting happily with aunts and grandmothers under the big tree at the entrance of the village every day.

"Hey, where is my father?"

Just after he finished speaking, Song's father, who had finally finished selecting daily necessities for the next month, came over with a backpack and put the things on the counter one by one: "I want these."

He had just counted it himself and handed over the money: "Four dollars and two dollars, right?"

The young salesperson quickly took the things and counted them one by one, intending to get close to the other party after the calculation and ask him how he usually educates his children. After the calculation, she was stunned for a second:

"Comrade, it's four dollars."

Song's father nodded indifferently: "Then give me two cents."

He felt that he was really great. He added up so many prices, and the amount he calculated was so close. He has made progress.

Feeling that he had made progress again, Song's father picked up his son and teased him: "Dad almost got it right this time, isn't Dad awesome?"

Song Yao immediately hugged his neck and praised: "Dad is the best!"

Song's father happily opened the bamboo tube he brought and carefully gave him some honey to eat: "Come on, good son, I'll reward you with some honey. Don't worry, Dad will be even better in the future."

Young salesperson: "..."

Finally I know where the child's confidence comes from.

Song's father doesn't think it's shameful that he's not good at arithmetic. When he was a child, his family had no money and he never went to school. Now he learned all the characters he knew by himself, and he practiced arithmetic by himself when he bought things.

From the initial addition and subtraction to the current difference is basically not big, he feels that he has made rapid progress.

After Song Yao and his father had been praising each other for several rounds, he finally remembered that there was a friend he had just met behind him, so he curled up in Song's father's arms and turned to ask:

"Sister, you just said you wanted to ask my father something?"

Young salesperson: "..."

What should she say... The other party is not as good at calculating as her son. If she asks, will he think she is mocking him?

Or will he feel bad?

What should she do? It seems that no matter how she asks, it means mocking him.

She was shy and embarrassed to say that she would not ask: "I, I..."

When she stuttered for a long time and didn't know what to say, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the bamboo tube in Song's father's hand, and her eyes lit up: "I want to ask if you sell this honey."

After she finished speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She originally planned to buy some things to take home to see the old man, and the honey was just right. Besides, the other party saw that it was wild honey, so she didn't worry about buying fake honey.

The more he thought about it, the better this idea seemed to him. It also perfectly overshadowed the "incident of asking about the child's education" that had just occurred. The young salesman couldn't help but praise himself for being so smart.

Song's father was stunned.

He hadn't had time to go around and promote his own honey. He just came to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy something, and the buyer came to his door?

It seemed that he hadn't even said a word to the salesman.

This could even be sold.

Song's father was simply stunned, and he sighed in his heart:

Wow!

Am I a genius in business?