Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "Look carefully, and let's see if you'll understand in the end."
Old Master Bai, however, squinted his eyes with a smile.
Using a measure, one could not only check the condition of each seed, but also avoid shaking the measure—after pouring, the pointy top could yield twelve jin or even twelve and a half jin. Experienced people, like the tax collectors at the County Governmental Office, could even make it thirteen jin with one pour.
Old Master Bai decided he would use the measure for all the grain he took to Zhou's house later.
However, while he could be strictly business with Zhou's family, there was no need to be so stringent with the three children, so he would strike a balance—half and half—just to teach them a lesson.
Old Master Bai felt reinvigorated, having gained the upper hand in the situation again.
