Zheng Lang said: "Si'er, close the door."

Although the current accounts are relatively easy for him, some people in later generations are called accounts! However, there are many accounts and a quiet environment is needed.

Let’s start with the account of Tiansheng 2nd year.

Manager Liu and Zheng’s Accountant refused to admit it, so they would teach them a teaching education class. Speaking of which, Zheng’s Accountant is still from the same clan and has received great kindness from his father. Alas, people’s hearts are not old.

As he was typing on the abacus, Sier asked curiously: "Dalang, can you calculate it in this way?"

"Well, the fastest calculation method now."

The abacus beads kept ringing. Uncle Song bought some food from outside and brought it in. After a meal, Zheng Lang continued to settle the account book. Old Song looked at his speed of checking the accounts and was stunned.

He asked in a low voice: "Dalang, does it work?"

"Uncle Song, look at this place, look at it again. This place alone will miss the account amount of fifty-six yuan."

Uncle Song lay on top and looked, but didn't see it. He did it very cleverly. After Zheng Lang pointed it out carefully, he suddenly realized it.

"This is only the second year of Tiansheng, and my father was still in the world at that time."

"Why are they so bold?"

"It's simple. My father is careless by nature and he has a good salary. He doesn't care about this income. However, the error should not be very big. However, after my father passed away, a few people saw my orphans and widows, and their courage gradually became stronger. Later, I heard my story and thought that the Zheng family would let me lose everything. If I let me lose everything, it would be better to let them get rich first, and then think that they did it very cleverly, so there was a deficit this year."

"Dalang, what's this?"

"Where is the bead plate, just ask Mr. Xiao to know. I have made some improvements on the bead plate."

"God finally opened his eyes." Old Song said excitedly.

The housekeeper was still very loyal, and Zheng Lang immediately left a good impression. He whispered: "Brother Song, don't be excited, pretend to know nothing after a while. After I check all the accounts, I will settle them one by one."

"Well, do you want me to go back and report to the grandmas?"

"No, it's a peaceful and prosperous era, I think they don't have the courage to do this."

The people of the Song Dynasty may have lived better than the Tang Dynasty, but their agility and sharpness made Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Kuangyi complete the filing. Even when the gangsters fight, there are often funny scenes of gentlemen not acting. In the past, Zheng Lang was Ling Lie among Ling Lie, who scared Master Yan.

The few people in the store are not so brave. Besides, there are a few people who are very loyal to the Zheng family, such as the sons of Song and Xu, who are working in the store at this time.

It was getting dark, and Manager Liu walked in with a smile and said, "Dalang, if you are short of money, please pay some from me first."

Stop playing, how can you find out my account? Go home and drink milk, or continue to go to Mingzhulou to pick up your beautiful girl Lou Da to see if she will give you face to the little kid today.

"No, I haven't finished checking these accounts yet. I will take them to the inn and will be returned to you in about three days."

"As for the order." Manager Liu continued to laugh. He thought to himself, you can't even finish the investigation for ten years. Or you hired another expert, and coming today is just a cover, but Manager Liu did not think that there was that expert, and found all these accounts in three days.

With Sier and Song Bo, he moved the banshan to the ox cart and found an inn to live in.

Sier climbed onto the bed, warmed the bed for him first, and asked expectantly: "Dalang, can you really check it in three days?"

"About it may not take so long."

Today, I have roughly half of the accounts of Tiansheng for the fourth year. Even four years ago, there were huge loopholes in the accounts. At present, there were more than 700 yuan in money. It is possible that in this year alone, there were thousands of yuan in money and entered the pockets of several important people in the store. As I said that, using the oil lamp, I continued to check the accounts under the light, and wrote the wrong places on paper. So that both parties could calculate the accounts at that time.

Not long after, the outside reported that Manager Liu was here.

He hid those pieces of paper, smiled and said, "What's the point of Uncle Liu coming here?"

Manager Liu was worried. Although he was a prodigal son, with his old experience, he always felt something wrong. He came to the inn to take a look. There was no one else, only Zheng Lang, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a spring breeze on his face: "You have not come to Zhengzhou City many times, I'm worried."

"It's okay, there's Bo Song."

"Yes, that's good." After a casual chat, he said goodbye.

"This bad guy." Si'er said angrily.

"You can't say that. People's hearts always have no intentions, and they mistakenly think that there is a chance..."

“I used to think he was a good person.”

"How can good people and bad people be seen from their faces? If they are good, they are good people, and if they are bad people, they are bad people. ** is cultivated step by step, and morality is cultivated day by day. But I was still worried, afraid that I would wrong him, so I came to Zhengzhou City and went to Li Ji Teahouse to observe for a while. A series of more than a dozen cloth shops (all handicraft shops in the towns of Song Dynasty like to gather together). My family's business is not the best, but it is also a medium-to-high-end. This is a living account book, and you can see whether you can make a profit. After entering the store, I looked at the fabrics and found out that it was a complete set of things. This also determines whether it could attract customers and it is also the key to profitability. Then I was worried that after my father passed away, the group shop suppressed my family and confirmed it. Then I concluded that it was not a loss, but a few people were greedy."

"So that's it, Dalang is so smart."

It’s not that I’ve lived for only ten years, but that I have lived for nearly thirty years. The meals for so many years are not for nothing.

I also lamented that the development of commerce in the Song Dynasty, and only one store in one of my own might make a profit of more than 3,000 yuan per year. In the peaceful times, prices in the Song Dynasty also rose. In the early days, only ten cents per dou of wheat and twenty cents per dou of rice. Now every dou of wheat costs 30 cents per dou of wheat costs 70 cents per dou of rice, which makes millet even cheaper. However, the development of agriculture is not like that in the Tang Dynasty, except for some remote mountainous areas, millet gradually became the staple food for the people. In addition to millet, there are also millet and beans.

According to the rice price, a shredded pork is equivalent to more than 400 yuan. Considering that rice in the Song Dynasty is expensive, the actual price is even higher.

Of course, there are no more than a few hundred large shops like his in Zhengzhou City, and together, they are all in all walks of life. Many small and medium-sized shops can only afford food and clothing, while some are in poverty and can’t even afford the rent.

I stayed in the inn and checked for two days. When it was evening, I said to Bo Song: "Please go to Wu Tui Guan's house and invite Wu Yanei to me."

"No..." Song Bo's face was hesitant. Wu Yanei was one of Zheng Lang's friends. The third child at home, two years older than Zheng Lang. His little husband finally learned it well, how could he be wrapped up with these people again?

"Uncle Song, I'm calling him useful." Zheng Lang just felt funny in his heart. They are all children of the age of eggs, who are spoiled at home, and are rich and powerful, so they are inevitably doing some bad things. Can it also affect their own character?

“…”

"Brother Song, his father is a prosecutor and will be able to pull the tiger's skin tomorrow."

The official system of the Song Dynasty made people dizzy, and there were officials, which were determined by the rank, salary, seal and order. But it was not the power of power. The power of power was the official, such as the official position with the words "judge, knowledge, direct, test, hook, que, custody, promotion, promotion, signing, and supervision", which was the real power. Later, the words "power, conduct, guard, and test" were added to the official position of the official position. Often, a high-ranking official position has several titles in front of a high-ranking official position, first the official position, then the official position, dispatch, title, and food. Such a combination of orders is also called the title. The higher the official position, the longer the title, and sometimes it can be nearly ten firsts.

Some officials have unclear division of responsibilities. For example, the promotion officers who belong to the three departments and six departments cannot be compared. They are equivalent to the later office director and senior secretary. The promotion officers in the capital are equivalent to the president of the court, and they have very real power. Local promotion officers only have the meaning of being on duty but not real power.

However, it is enough to scare Manager Liu.

After a while, Wu Sanlang brought it over and shouted loudly when he met, "Zheng Dalang, do you miss me to death?"

"Why not go to my house?"

"Aren't you afraid of the old ladies scolding me? I'll be with you. What if I'm going to invite you to Zuibailou for a big meal tomorrow?"

"Sanlang, no need, I'll do me a favor tomorrow."

"What's the busy thing?"

"Come here..."

"Okay?" Wu Laosan looked suspiciously at the thick account book next to him.

"Don't worry."

...

The next day, the year was approaching, and the store was very busy. He took Wu Sanlang, Sier and Song Bo back to the cloth shop. He did not let Wu Sanlang go in, but just let him stand outside. Before his family affairs could be resolved, there was no need to disturb outsiders.

He called Manager Liu and several people in charge in.

Let everyone sit down, Zheng Lang opened the paper and said, "I won't ask about the previous accounts. During the second year of Tiansheng, you used various means to deduct 567 pieces and 327 cents. Using the difference between bulk gold and silver transactions, you deducted 389 pieces and 73 cents. There were more than 300 pieces and 300 pieces of accounts intended to be confused. In the third year of Tiansheng, you deducted 964 pieces and 876 cents. The difference between gold and silver, you deducted 495 pieces and 41 cents, and there were more than 600 pieces of accounts.

In the fourth year of Tiansheng in Qing Dynasty, 1,156 pieces of 97 cents were deducted, and the price difference between gold and silver was deducted, and more than 900 pieces of 791 pieces of 637 cents were deducted, and the accounts were unclear. As for this year, you were probably confused, and your business conditions were not as good as in previous years, but they were deducted even more fiercely, especially after I had an accident. I found out for you, and a total of 1,598 pieces of 472 pieces were deducted, and the gold and silver error was 872 pieces of 99 cents, and more than 1,000 pieces of vacancies were deducted."

"Dalang, you can't talk nonsense."

"Are I talking nonsense? You see this bill?" He took out the account documents in his hand that were in question, a total of two copies, one copy for copying. This is the original data and handed it to them.

“This is impossible.”

"If you don't accept it, I will send the account book to the military official's office, then we have to meet in court."

"Who calculates this?" Manager Liu finally lost his smile on his face and became unstable.

"I'm the one who counts, don't bully the young man, Uncle Liu."
Chapter completed!