The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 476 30 taels cannot be more
Ning Dazhu choked, unable to speak, his eyes fixed on Qingsang, wishing to eat her raw!

Ning Zhou: "Ning Qingsang, you are going too far. How do we remember what happened so long ago?"

"Oh, forgot?" Qingsang blinked and said with a smile, "It's all right, anyway, the price of hiring a stable woman is about the same, since I have forgotten everything, we will calculate everything according to the market price! For you, It's a good deal."

The implication is that according to the nature of the Ning family, the ones given to Ning Changan must be the worst, and they are not worth the market price!
Sure enough, after hearing this, Ning Dazhu's face turned dark, but she couldn't deny that she was right.

"Okay, let's calculate according to the market price!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Dazhu regretted it. It seemed to be a good deal, but why did he feel so uneasy?
Then, he saw Qingsang winking at the abacus man who came in.

"Mo Ling, I said, you do the math, let's start!"

"Good host!"

"Daddy gives birth, and the midwife pays ten coppers at a time. The child eats breast milk and rice cereal, and the breast milk is calculated according to the mother's share. At that time, it must be chicken soup or something to nourish the grandma? Of course, you don't give it to you. It's your business, we still have to calculate it, based on one chicken every seven days, which is already the ratio of the rich families nearby, one chicken thirty yuan, counting three months of breast milk..."

"Crackling!"

Qingsang said here, while Su Moling's abacus was crackling on the other side.

"When I was a child, I ate less rice, but when I was older, I ate a lot of rice. Whether you gave Daddy rice bran or leftovers, I would count it as rice for him. Three meals a day, a compromise of two or two rice per meal, one catty of rice Ten Wen coins, 16 taels per catty (ancient measurement method), eight meals a year, 360 five days a year, a total of 95 meals, divided by eight, 130 seven catties, converted into silver, a total of 370 Wen coins After 15 years of nurturing, the total amount of copper coins is 550 taels, converted to 21 taels, plus other odds and ends, 30 taels cannot be more!"

"Uh!"

Everyone in the Ning family looked at the series of numbers. They, who had never learned arithmetic, were completely dumbfounded. Not to mention them, even Su Moling, who was making plans, was dumbfounded.

No way, I haven't made up my mind here yet, master, you can count it?The key is to be extremely accurate!Do you want to be so awesome?

Su Moling's admiration for Qingsang was as high as the sky, it was so powerful, it was so admirable.

Only Xiao Lin showed a faint smile. He had seen how powerful this girl was before, um, naturally he wouldn't be too surprised.

Qingsang ignored everyone's astonished gazes, but tapped lightly on the table and asked, "How? I've counted the most. If you're still not greedy enough, then there's no need to talk about it."

As soon as Qingsang said this, Ning Zhou hurriedly said: "Do the math, 30 taels is 30 taels!"

30 taels, just enough to save her precious son from going to the battlefield, why not?
Their original idea was to get money from Qingsang, but now they just cut off ties with them and fiddled with this money, it's a bargain!
As for severing contact?Anyway, they usually act as if they have nothing to do with each other, they don't care!
Ning Liu's frowned, 30 taels, there is only one person, and they have two families, and couldn't help but said: "30 taels, isn't it too little?"

(End of this chapter)