Otaku Engineer in Great Tang Dynasty

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"Master, look at that one over there. Is that the master?" Xiao He pointed to a shop not far away.

"It's daddy, it's daddy, brother, let's go see daddy!"

Laner glanced over there, and immediately grabbed Li Zexuan's hand and shouted with joy.

In fact, after Xiao He finished speaking, Li Zexuan could see clearly that the man was his father. There was a plaque on the shop saying "Li Ji Ready-to-Wear", and his father was talking to a middle-aged scribe with his back to them. Woolen cloth.

Seeing that Laner wanted to find her father, Li Zexuan had no choice but to let her take her there. Li Zexuan was really obedient to his sister now.

When the group was about to reach the clothing store, Laner let go of Li Zexuan's hand and ran towards Li Jingmo.

"Daddy, Daddy, Lan'er is here to see you."

The little girl jumped up and down like a beautiful butterfly.

Hearing the voice behind, Li Jingmo hurriedly turned around and saw her daughter jumping over here.

Li Jingmo had a very serious face when he talked to the middle-aged scribe before, but when he saw his daughter, it instantly melted, and a smile broke out on the old face. Worrying that her beloved daughter would fall, she hurried up to meet her, took Laner's little hand and bent down, touched Laner's head, and said worriedly:

"Laner, why did you come here alone?"

"Lan Er came with her brother!"

After speaking, the little finger pointed to Li Zexuan who had just entered the door.

Li Jingmo only saw Li Zexuan and his party, and felt a little relieved. He remembered that he was pinched by his wife when he said a few words to his son in front of his wife this morning. Now the soft flesh in his waist is still aching, and he can't help but want to hate this stinky boy. Two sentences, pretending to care:

"Yo, Xuan'er, got up so early? Why don't you sleep for a while."

Li Zexuan had just watched Li Jingmo's heartfelt love for Laner from behind, and was still sighing that the atmosphere in this family was so warm, when he heard that his old man was obviously mocking him, he couldn't help but looked outside the door and saw the sun outside. Gao Zhao, who is almost equivalent to two or three o'clock in the afternoon in modern time, can't help but be quite speechless. He didn't expect to be annoyed by his old man after sleeping late in the morning.

He didn't know that his father was pinched by his mother in the morning because he was sleeping late. Li Zexuan coughed twice, wanting to get over this topic as soon as possible, and said embarrassedly:

"Father, what are you doing here today? Do you want to buy clothes for your mother?"

He just saw that this shop is a ready-to-wear shop, and he thought that his father was here to buy clothes for his mother. He didn't expect that his father was quite affectionate to his mother, hehe.

"Stinky boy, this is our shop, do I still need to buy the things here?"

When Li Jingmo heard Li Zexuan's sloppy words just now, he knew that the stinky boy had no good things in his mind, and said angrily.

Lan'er, Xiao He, and Xiao Xi next to them couldn't help but chuckle. Ah Fu and San Bao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and they were looking down at the ants on the ground with their heads lowered and a smirk.

Li Zexuan was even more embarrassed, and said quickly, "Why are you here today?"

After saying a few words to his son, Li Jingmo felt a little better. Hearing this, he said:

"My father went to the West City side today to check the accounts of these stores in our family. This is the last store. You guys should go to the side and stay there. Just after checking, let's go home together."

Although Li Zexuan was reluctant to wait, he didn't want to touch his father's brow now, so he quickly responded.

At this moment, I saw the middle-aged scribe who had just seen, came over with the ledger and said to Li Jingmo:

"Brother Li, Xu Mou has just checked the accounts of this clothing store. After all, there is still one thing that doesn't match up. I can't find out exactly where it doesn't match up. I'm ashamed and ashamed."

Li Zexuan was a little surprised to hear that this man called his father Li brother. He thought this man was the accountant in the shop.

Li Jingmo introduced to Li Zexuan at this time: "Xuan'er, this is Mr. Xu Hongzhi, Mr. Xu, an old friend whom he made for his father's travels in Chang'an in his early years. Mr. Xu studied under Dr. Liu, the Imperial College of Chinese Academy of Sciences. He is a real mathematician. I have to learn from Mr. Xu. My father also asked him to help check the accounts today."

Hearing that he was a friend of his father's, Li Zexuan also gave his father a lot of face, and quickly bowed his hands, looking like he had admired his name for a long time:

"Hello, Mr. Xu, this kid has long admired Mr. Xu's talent."

Mr. Xu smiled reservedly and said, "I've won awards!"

But that expression was obviously very useful to Li Zexuan's flattery, and scholars are a bit arrogant.

When Li Jingmo saw that his son had finished meeting with Mr. Xu, he turned back to the topic, frowned and said to Xu Hongzhi:

"Even Mr. Xu can't find out what the problem is, how can this be good."

Xu Hongzhi was a little ashamed at this time. His old friend trusted him, but he was entrusted with it. He explained:

"This person who does the accounting is also a master of arithmetic, and the foolish brother has little knowledge. It is really difficult to find out the loopholes in this short period of time. It is really a responsibility of Brother Li. I am ashamed and ashamed."

Hearing this, Li Jingmo hurriedly said: "Sir, don't blame yourself, it's all the fault of the old man for making false accounts."

After he finished speaking, he angrily said to the middle-aged man in gray robe who stood by the door:

"Wang Zhengkun, you are so courageous, the old man entrusts you to take care of this shop, but you make false accounts to fool the old man!"

"Master, you are wronged, wronged, how dare this old slave deceive the master."

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The middle-aged man in the robe immediately came over and cried when he heard the words.

He knew that there was a problem with the accounts, but Li Jingmo found no evidence, and he refused to admit it. Li Jingmo was very depressed.

"Father, let the child take a look at the ledger!"

At this time, Li Zexuan suddenly stepped forward and said. His father could compose two sentences in private, but he couldn't bear others to maliciously deceive his father. Li Zexuan still respects and loves this father.

Seeing that the old man next to him wanted to fool his father with this number game, Li Zexuan couldn't help it, and sneered in his heart: Hmph, play math with Xiaoye, Xiaoye will let you know why the flowers are so popular today.

Hearing that his son wanted to help him, although Li Jingmo was moved, he couldn't help frowning and said:

"Xuan'er, don't be ridiculous, what do you know about math."

Mr. Xu couldn't find out the problem with the accounts, how could his son who had never attended school could do it.

"Father, Master, his old man has not only taught the child martial arts in the past eight years, but also taught the child arithmetic and the technique of examining things. Master, he is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is considered a good master in many aspects. Father, let the child try it." Li Zexuan fooled. road.

Fortunately, his master is a master of the world, and ordinary people rarely come into contact with him, and no one knows what his master will do.

Li Jingmo couldn't help hesitating and said, "Then Xuan'er, you can try it."

Li Zexuan took the ledger, walked to the counter next to him, and ordered:

"Xiao Xi, come here to grind ink for this young master."

Although Li Zexuan's father was only a farmer with a junior high school diploma in his previous life, he was very good at writing with calligraphy. When he was a child, the couplets in the family were all written by his father. Li Zexuan also asked his father who taught him, and his father said it was Li Zexuan's grandfather. He started practicing when he was a child. Therefore, although Li Zexuan did not attend any calligraphy hobby classes when he was a child, he practiced calligraphy for several years under the urging of his father, and the words he wrote can still be read.

Then Wang Zhengkun saw that Li Zexuan was going to check the accounts, and bowed his head beside him, a sneer flashed in the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart:

"Hmph, this stinky child is so unreasonable, how can you notice that this old man has been doing it for so many years."

Xu Hongzhi also walked over with interest at this time. Although he didn't quite believe that this young man was better than himself in math, but this young man was the son of his friend, he could give some pointers on the side, and he would be a guide for the younger generation.

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