MTL - Joy of Life-v2 Chapter 19 Accounting teenager

Chapter 19: Accounting for Teenagers

After playing a few, Fan is not very good, and with impatience and Liu Yanniang on the surface, so the position is let out, shot Fan Siyi.

Fan Si looked at his father with a glance, and Sinan nodded slightly. His heart was ecstatic, snoring and jumping on the stool.

The child is always afraid of shrinking in front of his father. After eating, he is forced to go to Wenshu, and even less likely to be allowed to play cards. He knows that he can go to the table today because his father is in a good mood and gives Fan a face, so Fan Sizhen feels a lot better about this brother from Cangzhou.

Fan went to the yard and strolled around. When he returned to the flower hall, he looked at the table with a stunned look and found that Fan Sizhen was full of copper coins, and the other three were almost lost.

Reminiscent of the daytime in the carriage, this seemingly bad brother showed the kind of enthusiasm for wealth, Fan Xian finally found that the original brother is not necessarily useless, at least in terms of earning money, seems to have some talent.

He stood curiously behind Fan Siwei and carefully observed how the 12-year-old boy operated. After watching it for a while, I can’t be awe-inspiring. I saw that this kid’s hands are extremely flexible. I can actually use one hand card, draw cards, touch cards, play cards, touch cards, eat cards, and Hu card is on the abacus. The five fingers of fattening pulled the abacus beads and squeaked.

Hu is a fan of Fan Si, and the method of counting is very complicated, so the calculation of money is also Fan Sizhen. Fan Xian looked at the side, always felt that this kid can count the money out, it is no wonder that he can pile up so much copper coins in front of him.

It was discovered that Fan Xian was staring at Fan Sizheng. Liu’s face was unchanged, and his heart sighed. He felt that his son’s ugly state of greed was all seen in Fan’s eyes, but his confidence would be more sufficient.

Where did she know the shock in Fan’s heart, because Fan Xian actually couldn’t see a trace of arrogance on Fan Sizhen’s face, and there was only a kind of perseverance and conscientious light that only the kind of “idealists” could have.

Fan Xianxin interrupted, this young boy, as long as he gave him a space to play, in the future will certainly become a very powerful person. However, he also knows that in the Qing Dynasty, if you want to get ahead of the people, there is still only the road of taking the civil service, even if Fan Sizhen will attack the family because of his family relationship, he really wants to give him a practical position, based on his current level in books. It’s still impossible. It’s no wonder that Fujiko said that Liu’s hate and pain for this son.

The merchants of this era are still not valued. The household is one thing. The royal firm is one thing, but the folk merchants are another.

The hand was soon over, and Sinan Fan Jian left the room without expression. This kind of happy family gathering was not in line with his character, but I don’t know why, today is not the same as usual. Just when he left, he looked at Fan.

Fan Xian read something from his father's gaze. It seems that he opened his father's guard during the day and made him somewhat unhappy. Fan Xiao smiled and didn't respond to anything. After all, he is a person who doesn't like being followed. If so, it's better to use action to make this clear.

Liu looked at his son and saw a trace of pity and helplessness in his eyes. It was just that this emotion was fleeting. He got up very politely and said with Fan Xiru and Fan Ruo Ruo, he followed his husband. The people of Sinanbofu know that the master likes to drink a cup of fruit puree every night before going to bed, and this is all made by Liu, to help the father of the family to sleep every day.

Fan frowned and frowned. He wanted to say something to his father, but he seemed to have to push back. Looking back, I saw Fan Sizhen, who was still on the table, and curiously asked: "I still don't take the money, what do you remember?"

If I played a card, I was tired a little, and I gently moved my wrist and said with a smile: "He, there will be some guests during the New Year, when the father will let him play, just every The second-win copper coin, but he is not allowed to accept it, said that the man’s husband, who can greedy these small profits. The child does not dare to reverse the father’s meaning, but each time he has to remember how much he won, saying that he will slowly And we settled."

Fan Xianxin’s heart moved, and he heard some other meanings from this account. He stabilized his mind and smiled and asked: “Thinking, I think you are good at calculation. I don’t know if you will be ready to do it when you grow up. what?"

When Fan Sizhen was young, he was very unconcerned when he was keeping accounts. He was very attentive when he heard him asking questions but he did not answer. Fan Ruoruo thought that his brother didn't know his brother's temper, for fear that he was not happy, and he was ready to help explain it. In the blink of an eye, he saw Fan's face full of smiles and a little bit of appreciation for the teenager who looked at the bill at the table.

After remembering the account, Fan Sizhen seems to think of the question that Fan has just mentioned, touched his head, and frowned and thought for a while and said: "Of course, it is a book to be an official, and a light threshold."

Fan leisurely looked at him and asked: "Is that true?"

Fan Sizhen’s anger was vented, and he was mad at the table and said: “Don’t say this, the mother’s adult heard it, and it’s a good meal.”

"There are only three of our brothers and sisters here, how about telling the truth?" Fan said.

This sentence fell into the ears of Fan Siyu, but it gave him some different feelings. He grew up in the fear of the next generation. The general bureaucrats are always the father and the mother, but he is the father. The mother is also strict, and later the father let the sister discipline, who knows that the sister is more severe, so the brother is not strange to this feeling, but the brothers and friends have not experienced.

At this time, I heard the truth, and Fan Sizhen was a little embarrassed. It seems that this "brother" who is four years older than himself does not seem to be terrible. It is not as kind as the mother said.

"I like to make money."

"Businessmen are profitable, what is good." Fan Ruoruo frowned.

Fan Xian looked at her sister with disapproval. She was disappointed in her heart. She thought that this gimmick had been communicating with me for several years. How could there be such a strange thought? I was stunned by him. If I had a tight heart and knew that I was wrong, I stopped talking.

Fan Xian smiled and looked at Fan Sizhen: "Whatever you do, as long as you do it well, you will earn money. I support you."

"You support a fart." Fan Siyu sighed and sighed: "You have to let your father open this mouth."

"Secretly do it." Fan Xiu lured each other like a devil.

Fan Sizhen’s spirit rose and he immediately thought of one thing. He said with enthusiasm: "Brother, then you must give me the manuscript of the book first. I have the means to sell this book for a big price." He shouted his brother. Not reluctant.

Fan Yiyi said, "Is it slower to rely on this money?"

"Are you very expensive?" Fan Sizhen looked at him. "Just try it."

Found that this kid actually dared to despise himself, Fan angered, and said: "To get the goods, you will give me a plan to see!"