My dad's life

"Today, let's play a game of selling things, okay?" After dinner, Fang's mother grabbed the little guy who was about to go to the cartoon and said.

"Sell things?" The little guy was curious.

"Yes, selling things, today we will play the role of the selling boss." Mother Fang said while packing up the things on the coffee table.

"Big boss?" The little guy was very interested.

This is more than a week after they returned from the International Hot Air Balloon Competition.

Since the little guy made a lot of jokes because of the arithmetic problem.

Mother Fang started to teach her some math problems consciously.

Among them is the recognition of the size of money.

For this reason, I bought a set of banknotes and coins for children's teaching on the Internet.

There are various denominations, and the only difference from real money is that it is much smaller and more like a children’s toy.

After returning from kindergarten every day, Fang's mother would teach the little guy for more than half an hour.

Today it is a game, it is better to say it is the time of acceptance.

"Then what are we selling?" The little guy was also interested and ran over to sit with his grandma.

"Just sell your toys." Fang's mother thought about it.

"Okay, I'll get it." The little guy ran to the toy box happily and dragged the entire toy box over.

A box full of toys, if it hadn't had a roller underneath, she would definitely not be able to drag it.

"Before we sell things, we have to set prices for things first. Otherwise, if others come to buy things, you don't know how much, so how can you sell them?" Fang said.

The little guy is right.

"You wait a minute." Mother Fang stood up as she said, and found two pens and a stack of small notes.

"Shall we set the price for the toy together? When the price is set, let your parents play the role of customers to buy." Fang said.

"Okay." The little guy regarded this as a game, naturally very happy.

So Fang's mother also gave her a pen and some notes.

The little guy’s pricing is all scribbles, two, three, four, and five write whatever they think of.

But Mother Fang is more careful, and there are all kinds of denominations, even accurate to the angles and cents.

Only in this way can the little guy's calculation ability be exercised.

After finishing writing, Fang's mother put these labels on the toys in the toy box one by one.

In the end, they are all placed on the coffee table, which is equivalent to a booth.

"It's okay, you are all here to play customers, we won't go out tonight." Fang's mother greeted everyone.

Naturally, everyone will not object, and everyone is very enthusiastic to help the little guy learn to count.

Even the old man was very interested.

At this time, the little guy's teaching props are ready to use, and use this as money.

Fang Yuan looked at the dazzling array of coffee tables, especially the little guy's little treasure chest.

The little guy took it out, and she wrote a price "ten" for herself. She didn't know if it was ten yuan or ten.

Fang Yuan looked at the stack of teaching props with different denominations in his hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Okay, let's start now." Mother Fang took the little guy and sat down behind the coffee table as the boss.

So a group of people walked around in front of the coffee table.

Fang Yuan wanted to laugh a little, but fortunately held back.

Lan Caiyi couldn't help it, and laughed.

The little guy was a little annoyed and said angrily: "Mom, please be more serious."

"I am not your mother now, and you are not my daughter. You are now the owner of a toy store. The owner can't control whether the pedestrians on the road laugh or not." Lan Caiyi said with a smile.

The little guy couldn't refute what she said, and his little cheeks puffed up like a little frog.

"Okay, okay." The old man came out to make a round.

He walked up to the coffee table and said seriously: "Hello boss."

Hearing this, the little guy was a little overwhelmed for a while and couldn't help looking at the grandma next to him.

"Speak!" Mother Fang said softly.

"Oh."

The little guy was ignorant, and then yelled, "Hello, grandpa!"

"Haha, there is no grandpa now, you should say, hello customer! What do you want to buy?" the grandpa said with a smile.

"Hello customer! What do you want to buy?" The little guy said immediately.

"Well, let me take a look. I want to buy a toy for my little baby. Let me see what's fun." The old man muttered softly, and then looked at the coffee table.

"This little tortoise doll is very cute. That's it. How much is this?" The old man asked when he picked up the doll.

"This five dollars, no, this five dollars." The little guy glanced at the label and said.

It seems that there are still some learning results during this period of time.

"Then I want one more of this?" The old man took another gadget from the magic egg next to him.

"This two yuan." The little guy said immediately.

"Then how much do I have to give you in total?" The old man asked with a smile.

"You want to give me--." The little guy started to shook his fingers again.

But not like in the past, one by one, but instead stretched out one hand and two fingers, looked at it and said happily: "Seven yuan."

Everyone smiled comfortedly upon hearing this.

Especially Father Fang laughed the happiest: "Yes, the baby is really smart, smarter than your father."

Fangyuan: ─━_─━✧

If you boast, why do you bring me?

The little guy was a bit bad for being praised by everyone, so he held his little face and laughed silly.

"Now, here's the money." The old man handed over a ten yuan denomination.

"Good." The little guy took it happily.

then……

There is no more.

The old man couldn't laugh or cry: "Should you not ask me for money?"

"Looking for money?" The little guy glanced at the money he had just received.

"Yes, how much did I give you?" The old man asked inductively.

"Ten yuan." The little guy replied immediately.

Not bad.

"Then how much do I buy these two things?"

"Seven yuan."

"Then how much do you want me to pay?"

"Hmm..." The little guy thought for a while, then whispered: "Five yuan?"

"Five yuan? Are you sure?" The old man asked with a smile.

"Is it wrong?" the little guy asked in a low voice.

"I don't know if it's right, do you see it for yourself?"

Hearing this, the little guy knew that something was wrong, so he looked at his grandpa, grandma, and mom and dad.

But everyone pretended not to see it, and she had to do it by herself at this time, otherwise the game would lose its meaning.

In the end, the little guy turned his gaze on the grandma sitting next to him.

"Grandma taught you how much is ten minus seven?" Fang's mother prompted.

"Ten minus seven?"

She knew this, so she stretched out her little finger again.

The answer will come soon.

"Three, I want you three yuan." The little guy said loudly.

"Hey~, just right."

Everyone laughed.

When the old man finished buying, everyone started to buy them one by one.

Naturally, there were a lot of jokes, but Fang's mother prompted and helped, and finally stumbling and getting them all right.

Finally it was Fangyuan's turn to play.