Hey, today the Medicinal Farmer Academy in Qingniu Valley welcomed a group of "special students"—the bosses of the pharmaceutical shops from the neighboring county drooped their heads, clutching their Taiji Ledger and sighing, "These Abacus Codes are harder to read than our family genealogy!" With a clatter, the abacus beads transformed into a little schoolmaster, projecting an image on the blackboard: "Hard to read? The beads will teach you the 'Ledger Trimetric Classic'!" The beads bounced into rhythmic chants in groups of three words, such as "Gathering flowers, write the full name; wrong one word, beads spray water," which made Old Qian slap his thigh in amusement: "This is even more spirited than my Huwa's primer!"
"Boss Wang! How on earth did you write the 'harvest date' as the 'wedding day'?" Moli laughed aloud, holding up the ledger. The beads instantly projected a "wrong" character right on Boss Wang's forehead, and thoughtfully popped up a calendar animation: "Remember! Picking flowers is not getting married. Write it wrong again, and the beads will tip off your wife!" Boss Wang panicked: "No, no, no! I'll take good notes!" Only then did the beads bounce into a smiling face, drawing a small red flower on the ledger.
In the midst of the commotion, the roof of the academy suddenly began to leak, dripping onto the ledger and blurring the ink into a smudge. With a "whoosh," the beads transformed into repairmen, projecting a "Bead Tiler" animation over the leak. Millio…
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