The Big Farmer of Time Traveling

Uncle Lin Wu snorted angrily: "It takes one foot two of cloth to make one dress, and one foot six to make two pairs of trousers. So how much cloth do you need for two clothes and three pairs of trousers? There is a businessman who bought The oranges in Liujia Village cost eight cents a catty, and he plans to sell them to Lijia Village for eleven cents a catty, how many catties will he have to sell to earn thirty Wen?"

Uncle Lin's tone became faster and faster. Lin Dabao didn't even understand the topic and gave up: "Master has never taught me, I don't know."

"Just now, your cousin Zong'er also had the same problem. He did it all. He didn't even go to school. Don't use your master as an excuse." Uncle Lin almost laughed angrily.

"How is it possible!" Lin Dabao had a look of disbelief, "Impossible, he will never be able to answer the few questions he asked me just now."

"Zong'er, did you hear the question I asked Lin Dabao just now, do you want the fifth grandfather to repeat it?" The fifth uncle Lin looked at Lin Chengzong.

"Fifth Grandfather, Zong'er still remembers." Lin Chengzong smiled shyly.

"Then you tell the answer to your cousin who is not taught by the strange master."

Hearing this, Lin Chengzong thought clearly: "Brother Dabao, one catty of pork costs 35 Wen, and two catties of white rice costs 130 Wen, a total of [-] and [-] Wen. It takes two feet four of cloth to make two clothes, and two feet four to make three pairs of trousers." Cloth, a total of four feet and eight pieces of cloth. You can earn three Wen for a catty of oranges, and you can earn thirty Wen for selling ten catties.”

After Lin Chengzong said this, the big guy suddenly realized that it was calculated in this way.

Uncle Lin Wu had a look of admiration, regardless of whether Zong'er learned the essay well or not after entering school, at least this arithmetic was the fastest among the children he had ever seen.

"What's going on, everyone has seen it, Lin Laosan, tell me clearly today, do you want to send Zong'er to school." Fifth Uncle Lin said.

"It's impossible, you must have colluded, these questions are so difficult, even Dabao doesn't know how to do them, how could Zong Xiaozi!" The youngest Lin shouted dissatisfied.

"There are so many of us watching, it's not your turn to talk like crazy." Second Uncle Lin, the oldest, spoke.

Lin Lao Yao is used to relying on the old and selling the old, and the villagers don't care about his third son as a scholar.

But the youngest Lin met was Second Uncle Lin, and Second Uncle Lin also had a talented grandson. No matter in terms of age or status, Second Uncle Lin was taller.

Old man Lin's complexion is getting worse and worse, whether it is the youngest Lin, Liu Chunhua or even Lin Dabao, whom he has always liked, all have lost his face completely. The youngest: "Shut up!"

The youngest Lin saw that the face of the master was not good, so she didn't dare to make a fuss anymore.

To say that old man Lin was quite pleasantly surprised by Lin Chengzong who answered the question before, but now he is only annoyed. It was his troubles that caused him to lose face.

Today's farce of the Lin family was suppressed by several clan elders, but the old man finally agreed to send Lin Chengzong to the school, and took out six taels of silver and handed it over to Li Zheng for safekeeping.

There was no need to give the money to Lizheng, but old man Lin took out the money and prepared to give it to Lin Huzi, and asked Lin Huzi to take Lin Chengzong to Jiao Shuxiu and buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone. The youngest Lin felt restless when he saw the money. Wanting to rush forward to grab it, Lin Chengzu simply begged Lizheng to help keep the silver, lest the silver be left with his father and be snatched by the youngest.