It’s over, 5859375 is over!

If you have a genital, you can add two more zeros!

It's too late to have sex!

At this moment, Zhu Qi was standing in front of the door, with only the last obsession left in his mind and eyes -

"Light skirt and silk socks...Light skirt and silk socks..."

He just stood until four o'clock in the morning.

The concierge then yawned out of the small room on the edge of the courtyard.

"Hurry! Hurry!!" Zhu Qi roared desperately.

The concierge was also very scared and ran all the way to open the museum door and the building door.

Zhu Qi rolled and climbed all the way, but finally rushed to the small board at the entrance of the stairs and tried his best to grab the charcoal pen.

Then I saw the number that had been engraved in my heart for a night -

【514374】???????

Zhu Qi suddenly stared at him and was completely empty.

It took him a long time to-

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!"

...

At the second hour of the Chen hour, the ink museum opened.

But none of the dealers did work.

The people of Xiaobai all surrounded the small board at the entrance of the stairs.

Zhu Qi was still sitting on the ground at this time, staring blankly at the simple lines of calculation on the board, unable to speak, and his eyes were lost.

Others also kept saying it.

This is what these lines are calculated as

[First use 15 zhu to get 6 zongzi and 1 leaf, then buy 4 zongzi for every 12 zhu. Add 1 leaf left before, and you can change 1 extra zongzi and 1 leaf left.

[That is, you get 5 dumplings for every 12 baht.]

[This cycle of purchases will give you 514365 zongzi, and the last 3 zongzi will be released, plus the initial 6 zongzi, total:]

【514374】

In fact, Tan Ying can be written more concisely, just to let the children understand it.

It is not difficult for people who are in the ink museum to understand this. Seeing such an explanation, some people say it is wonderful, and some people regret it.

"Oh, I thought about it on the way back, thinking about what I wrote today."

"Not me!"

"Is this method really right? I don't understand it."

"Ah, well, it's hard to say..."

As he was speaking, the sound as regular as a numerical note when Fan Hua came from afar.

"But 514374?"

Everyone hurriedly made way out of the aisle and turned around and saluted: "It's..."

"Yes." Fan Hua was not surprised at all, and walked up with a small bag hanging on his face. "It seems that the question for this ten-day period is indeed too simple."

While speaking, she walked to the small board and nodded at the solution.

"It's not the most beautiful solution, but it's okay." After saying that, she left the stairs, "I will prepare two meals. If you solve the problem, you will knock on my door at noon."

Seeing the owner going upstairs, everyone looked at each other on the spot.

Who? Who is it?!

This question has been asked long ago, but no one answered.

At this time, someone grabbed the young Mozhe and said, "When you came, is the answer?"

"Yes..." Zhu Qi shook his head blankly, "It's impossible that someone is earlier than me..."

"That must have been written last night."

"I'm afraid it's not Shu Zuo? He drove us away and answered the questions ourselves?"

"Impossible, Shu Zuo doesn't have this brain!"

"Is there anything to hide? Is it necessary to be so low-key?"

"No matter who it is, remember, light skirt and silk stockings!!"

"Yes, Black Socks!"

"Black? White Socks!!!"

"The style of the owner shouldn't have black stockings?"

"It shouldn't be white?"

At this time another dispute began.

...

In the morning, Fan Huashi ordered a few official duties, changed a few drawings, and mobilized a few people. He ordered Shu Zuo to go out to buy a few dishes, and he picked up the newly sent medical journal to read it.

When you touch the fish, time always passes by, let alone the morning.

When Fan was painting, he put down the publication, and the table of dishes and seats on the opposite seats were all set.

Looking at the water clock in the room, it was almost noon, and the noon clock would be ringed soon.

Then she took out the bronze mirror and combed her hair slightly, gently tidied her gray shirt, and then passed the chair, sitting upright at the table with a generous and decent manner.

Although this question is simple, it is a bit clever to be able to figure out this method.

Well, I'm probably five years old.

We need to see who comes, whether a man or a woman, an elder or a young man.

But we have to make it clear, it was just because no one solved the problem for too long, so we got it.

―――――

The Xianjing noon bell rang.

Fan Hua silently closed his eyes and smiled, imagining the cramped person outside the door, raising his hand to knock on the door.

Three, two, one...

There is nothing.

Fan couldn't help but suck his face when painting.

So unpunctual?

Or be busy with official business...

Then she imagined the man put down his papers and rushed to climb the stairs.

Three, two, one...

Still nothing.

Or something that can't be free for the time being.

Then, she began to imagine the man who was in a hurry to deal with the situation in front of her...

In this way, dozens of them were then gone.

Half an hour passed like this.

The food is cold.

Just when Fan Hua was so angry that he was trembling.

finally……

Dongdongdongdongdong--

He quickly took a breath and tried his best to calm his expression. Then he pretended to be meaningless: "Enter."

As soon as the door opened, Shu Zuo leaned in and said, "Have you finished eating? I'm here to collect the tableware..."

“…”

“…”

After an awkward silence, Shuzuo stared at the unmoved dish and said, "Why didn't that person come?"

"Who is it? What's the matter?" Fan Huashi turned his face and pointed to the seat in front of him, "I have an extra meal, you can eat it."

"I've eaten, the owner..."

"Oh, then feed the dog."

"Don't, I'll eat!"

Shu Zuo was forced to rush forward to sit down, grabbed the chopsticks and stuffed them bit by bit, and looked up and asked, "Master, you eat too... I'm here to eat with you."
To be continued...