When the kiln owner heard this, he thought that 40,000 bricks and 4,000 tiles would be given 15,000 tiles, and 1,005 tiles would be given a lot. The kiln owner can give it, but not so much. He said, "If you buy 40,000 bricks, I can give you up to 4,000 bricks. The same is true for tiles. If you buy 4,000 tiles, I can give you up to 400 tiles. Only give these, and not give you one more brick or one tile."

The housekeeper said: "What we want is 55,000 bricks and 5,500 tiles, not 40,000 bricks and 4,000 tiles."

The kiln owner heard this: "Then you will get 5,000 bricks for 5,000 bricks, and 5,000 tiles for 500 tiles. Similarly, you won't get one more brick or one tiles."

The village owner and the butler were hesitating, and the kiln owner gave a few gifts.

The kiln owner took out a small wooden box, which contained a rolled dry cigarette roll. He opened the box and took two, handed it to the village owner first, and said, "Come on cigarette."

The village owner did not smoke, but he blocked his hand and replied: "Don't smoke, don't smoke."

The village owner did not smoke, so the kiln owner handed the cigarette to the butler and said, "Come on a cigarette."

The housekeeper didn't smoke either. He blocked his hands and said, "I can't smoke."

The village manager did not smoke. The kiln owner put two cigarettes back, covered the box, stuffed the box back, and took out a fire broker to light the cigarette.

The fire squeegee opened the lid and burned in a flash. The kiln owner took a cigarette and lit it. He covered the cover of the fire squeegee and turned it off.

The kiln owner stuffed the fire fold back into his pants and sucked a mouthful of cigarettes. The blue smoke came out of his mouth, in a trumpet-shaped shape, and two fountains spewed out of his nostrils, like two small trumpets.

The kiln owner then took a breath of cigarettes, and he said, "Missinger, the two adults, think carefully, I'm not making much money anymore."

The village owner looked at the butler and asked, "Do you think it's OK? Five thousand bricks are given for 50,000 bricks, and five hundred tiles are given for 50,000 tiles?"

The housekeeper didn't know if it was possible, so he asked, "Miss Master, do you think it's OK?"

The village owner sighed and replied, "I think he gave me a little less. Do you give me 10,000 bricks and 1,000 tile? I'll buy it right away." The village owner turned around and said, "I'll give me 5,000 bricks and 500 tile, I'll consider it."

The housekeeper also followed the village owner and walked around. He watched the village owner, and the village owner was strolling and thinking. The housekeeper was strolling and thinking with the village owner, waiting for the village owner to consider.

The kiln owner smoked and said, "It's okay, I don't make any money here. Look at my workers who are thin. Look at me, I'm thin. We eat vegetables and do sweaty work. Unlike you, you eat meat and do meat-growing work."

The kiln owner sighed and said, "I can't give it to you anymore. The village owner, you can't let me pay you."

The village owner looked at the butler and wanted to hear the butler's idea. He asked, "Butler, I'll listen to what you mean."

The housekeeper dared not decide on this matter, and he spent a lot of money. He replied: "My village master, you have decided on this matter. You can buy whatever you say."

"I'm determined, he won't let it go?" said the village owner.

The kiln owner said: "It's not that the village owner doesn't give it, but that's not that. If you give it to me, I have to pay it. Village owner, let me go, little people, don't buy my brick kiln yellow?"

The kiln owner smoked two puffs of cigarettes in a row and blew the ash.

The two guys were watching and watching the kiln owner discuss business. The black dog was honest and obedient. He sniffed the ground, looked up at the two people coming, and looked at the two horses. He sniffed the ground, as if he was walking around, and as he walked, he walked around the butler and the village owner.

The housekeeper looked down and looked at the dog, he asked, "Does your dog bite people?"

The kiln owner said, "Don't bite." After he finished speaking, he took a breath of cigarettes.

The village owner saw the dog, and was also guarding against it, worried that it would bite him. The black dog sniffed the butler sniffed the village owner, and fell down behind the butler, stretched his tongue out, and was gasping for breath.

The dog raised his head and looked at the wheat field. He ran over with two "woofers". The dog entered the wheat field and chased a fat field mouse. The field mouse entered the hole, and it stood in front of the hole, sniffing and looking. Humming, as if a child was frustrated.

The kiln owner took two puffs of cigarettes and asked, "How is it?"

The village owner said, "Your brick kiln is too dark. I am anxious to build a house, otherwise I will go to another place to pull it." The village owner took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and walked towards the gate of the brick kiln. He said, "Enter the house and sign and stamp it."

The kiln owner laughed, took a cigarette, and went to the village owner. The housekeeper led two horses and followed behind.

The village owner entered the gate and asked, "Which house is entering?"

The kiln owner replied: "This house is fine."

The village owner looked at the room on the left side of the gate, and the door was open. He walked into the room, and there were tables, cabinets and chairs. He put the pens, inks, paper and inkstone on the table: "Is there water? Grind it."

"Yes." Follow the kiln owner at the door and replied. There is a water tank outside, which is the water tank where workers drink water. The kiln owner went to the water tank and scooped some water. He put it on the table for the village owner.

The butler handed the horse over to the square head and round head to look at the two men, and walked into the house without saying a word. He looked at the village owner and the brick kiln owner and signed and stamped.

The village owner spread the paper and grind it with water. He said, "Buy 50,000 bricks and give you 5,000 bricks. Five kilograms and 500 tile. A total of …" The village owner stopped writing this way. He said, "Abacus."

The kiln owner said, "It's all good to calculate, and there's no need to calculate." He pinched the dry cigarette roll in his hand, held his arms and looked at the village owner writing the thing, and calculated, "One brick is a copper plate, ten bricks is a silver coin, one hundred bricks is a gold coin, one thousand bricks is a gold bar, one thousand bricks is a big gold ingot, ten thousand bricks is a big gold ingot, and fifty thousand bricks is a five-digit gold ingot. Tiles, one copper plate is a two tiles, one silver coin is a twenty tiles, one gold coin is a two hundred tiles, one gold bar is a two thousand tiles, two gold bars are 4,000 tiles. There is still one kilowatt farther, is this kilowatt? Yes?"

The kiln owner couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he loosened his arms and went to find the abacus.

The village manager was stunned by the kiln owner, thinking that he could calculate it. When they looked at the kiln owner, they saw the kiln owner taking an abacus on the windowsill. The kiln owner shook and put the abacus on the table. He said to himself, "How much is a kilowatt?"

The kiln owner calculated the money of one kilowatts by the abacus. He calculated the words, "One copper plate, two tiles, one silver coin, two hundred gold coins, and two thousand gold bars." The kiln owner calculated this without having to plan. He said, "One kilowatt is five gold coins. Four kilowatts are two gold bars, two gold bars plus one kilowatt five gold coins, two gold bars and five gold coins."

The kiln owner calculated it, and he looked at the village owner and said, "Two gold bars and hardware coins, plus five big gold ingots of 50,000 bricks, a total of five ingots and two hardware."

After the kiln owner finished speaking, "Dada!" he made a plan and said, "Total five hundred and twenty hardware." The kiln owner said, "When the village owner withdraws money, it is best to give gold bars to the ingots and gold bars, so that they can get it."

The village owner looked at the butler and said, "You calculate it twice, don't make any mistakes."

After hearing the village owner's words, the housekeeper went to the table to touch the abacus, and returned the abacus to the position. He counted it and said, "One brick and one copper, 50,000 bricks and 50,000 copper..."

The housekeeper calculated, and the kiln owner said, "There will be no mistake, this account is easy to settle."
Chapter completed!