Big Panda Boss

"He?" Bai Yun glanced at Jin Yu with disgust, and hummed: "This stupid eagle can't even settle accounts except for fighting wars?"

"Baiyun, who said I won't settle the accounts anymore!?" Jin Yu immediately looked anxious: "This demon master commanded the army with the king to conquer the Quartet, then I helped calculate the consumption of food, grass and ammunition every day. You don't believe it. , You can ask the king if I slam you."

"Indeed." Chen Fan nodded and said, "Brother Jin Yu's arithmetic ability is one of the best on our Tongtian Peak."

"That's OK, I will test you on my debut question." Bai Yun said with a smile.

"Baiyun, just ask, if I can't answer it, I won't be an eyesore." Jin Yu said confidently.

Bai Yun stretched out Qian's finger and dipped it into the drink, and directly drew a calculation problem in the void.

It is known that the average land price in the Eastern District of the Imperial Capital is about 600 gold coins per square meter.

I would like to ask: If you plan to build a new residential and commercial complex covering an area of ​​about two square kilometers, assuming that each building is based on ten floors, then how many buildings should be built is the most reasonable? How much should the low-level shops and upper-level houses be priced per square meter to recover the cost?

Jin Yu looked dumbfounded...

"Baiyun you..."

"What am I? Answer." Bai Yun said with a smile.

Jin Yu was about to cry, and his heart said that he didn't want to bully the monster. He couldn't answer, but he could only cast a look at Chen Fan for help.

Chen Fangang pursed his lips and wanted to help secretly, but Bai Yun stared at him and said: "If you help him, the king is harming me, I don't want to get in the way with an incompetent person."

Chen Fan smiled and said: "Sister, are you embarrassing Brother Jin Yu? You also know that his fingers are not touched by Yang Chunshui, so you will know these folk and mundane things."

"Yes, right, right, the king is right." Jin Yu said quickly: "Baiyun, I am a martial artist. You can have a problem with my profession anyway."

Bai Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I will give you another chance for the sake of the king's face, listen up."

Jin Yu immediately raised his ears and concentrated on it.

Bai Yun waved her hand to set up a soundproof barrier. Because the next question she was going to ask involved state secrets, she asked seriously: "Q: The current permanent population of the Imperial Capital is about 13 million, and the floating population is about 700. Ten thousand. Based on the minimum daily consumption per person, how much grain and grass need to be reserved in advance to last for a year if there is a shortage of food in war?"

Jin Yu's eyes condensed, his brain turned away at high speed, and he said in a deep voice: "Each soldier in Dili has a minimum daily supply of one catty of grain and grass, 0.8 catties for civilians, 0.5 catties for old and weak, and the average is calculated as 0.7 catties. The daily consumption of 20 million people is 14 million jin. Multiply that by the number of days in a year to get a total of about 10,000 jin. Baiyun, can I calculate it right?"

"Wrong." Bai Yun shook his head.

"Wrong? Impossible." Jin Yu said dissatisfied with his anger: "You ask the king if I am wrong."

Chen Fan smiled bitterly: "Brother Jin Yu, you are indeed wrong."

Jin Yu condensed his eyebrows: "Dare to ask the king where I am wrong?"

Chen Fan explained: "This question seems to be a simple arithmetic problem, but it is actually a policy question involving many realities. After all, in a real war, you can not win by just doing arithmetic problems."

Jin Yu still looked puzzled.

Chen Fan had to remind him again: "You forgot to count the rations for livestock. People will starve to death if they don't eat food, and the same goes for animals."

Jin Yu said dumbfounded: "But Bai Yun didn't mention the livestock at all just now, and you didn't say that this was a brain teaser."

Bai Yun said indifferently, "That's why I am Fu Yin, and you can only stay on the mountain to provide for the elderly. If you want to protect a city, it is not enough to simply calculate how many rations the civilians consume each day. You must not only consider it. The consumption of livestock must also be supplemented by self-sufficiency. After all, there are so many places for farming in the city. Why did you leave a lot of parks and fruit trees in the city when you were the king when planning the construction of the city?"

"I'm not convinced, you didn't have such a question." Jin Yu was not convinced.

Bai Yun snorted: "Hmph, you didn't answer correctly."

Chen Fan was afraid that they would quarrel, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, don't quarrel, or you can listen to me and come up with an idea."

"It all depends on the king's orders." Jin Yu believed Chen Fan would not cheat him, so he immediately responded.

Bai Yun said, "Great King, this is a matter of the empire, you can't be partial."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "I mean, sister, you might as well give Brother Jin Yu a probation period. After the probation period is over, if he fails to meet your requirements, you can go to your Majesty to change your deputy. Does this work?"

"I agree!" Jin Yu rushed.

"I tried you, and you agree with it." Bai Yun scorned him and said to Chen Fan: "Then do as the king wants. I will give him a three-month trial period. If he is not competent, King, you should take him back to fight as a soldier."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Then how to decide."

"I have no opinion."

"A word is a deal."

After the three discussed the business, Bai Yun asked the kitchen to start serving dishes.

They are all the signature dishes of Baiyuelou~www.ltnovel.com~ with nine dishes and one soup.

And Chen Fan admired a piece of fish soup in the table full of wine and dishes, and even after eating, he even called the chef to ask him in person.

What Chen Fan didn't expect was that the cook had actually had a relationship with him. It was the pregnant woman who had almost stolen her wallet on the bus in the morning.

"The slave Song family, her husband is now serving in the military." The pregnant woman introduced herself somewhat cautiously.

"It turned out to be an army wife, disrespectful and disrespectful, please sit down soon." Chen Fan quickly moved to a chair.

"The slave family dare not sit with the king." The pregnant woman said with a panic expression.

"Let you sit down and sit down. Our great king has always been informal." Bai Yun helped Song Sao to sit down and warned Chen Fan: "Great King, Song Sao is the chef I have paid for. You can't Dig my corner."

"Is that kind of person?" Chen Fan stared, "I just asked Sister Song for advice on how this fish soup is so delicious."

"This..." Sister Song looked at Bai Yun with a look of embarrassment, and twisted: "My boss, can you tell me?"

In front of Chen Fan, Bai Yun said to Sister Song, "If you don't want to talk about your unique secrets, you can just perfuse him. Don't worry, he doesn't dare to take you with me."

Sister Song was so scared to cry, her heart said how dare I, this is the legendary king who can eat eight hearts a day!

Chen Fan hurriedly said: "This king was negligent and almost forgot the rules of the world." He said and took out a bag of gold coins.

"This money is considered an apologize."

"My lord, the slave family dare not ask for your money." Aunt Song was so scared that she stood up, but she got fetal gas and sat back.

Bai Yun's expression changed, and he quickly said, "No, she is going to give birth! Hurry up and call a car to the hospital!"

"What car to call, come, Baolian of the king."