Goldfish swimming in the tank. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This large fish tank is shallower than a normal tank that holds water, but the diameter of the mouth is larger.

It's more like a fish basin than a fish tank.

As the saying goes, the flower clay pot should be new, and the fish clay pot should be old.

For many years, the pot is hung with green moss, and the mushroom floats in the water, which is a good pot.

Ordinary people do not raise goldfish, which are delicate, difficult to serve, and cannot be eaten.

However, the rich and noble are not short of money, who will sell their own fish tanks?

This tank, with the fish and the basin, cost a total of three hundred and fifty yuan.

It's in the Peony Pavilion.

For this tank of fish, the charcoal fire in the museum should be burned constantly.

After spending so much effort to raise, it is worth it to be seen. However, when you are busy and dizzy, take a look at the colorful colors in this tank, and maybe you will suddenly feel tired?

Pearls, agate eyes, wind-tailed dragon eyes.

There are also two crane top reds.

The fish swim freely, but the people who observe the fish are worried at the moment.

Zheng Youliang hasn't been so restless for a long time.

Last time, it was when the owner suddenly came to Ruyi Zhai and said that he wanted to check the accounts.

He pretended to glance at the proprietor who was looking at the ledger, and secretly said strange in his heart.

Why, does he always feel that the owner is a little different?

It's still the same peugeot handsome eyebrows.

He was wearing the moon-white shirt that the owner was used to wearing.

Because of the warmth of the indoor fire, the snow-white fox fur has already taken off.

There is no difference in appearance and dress, but what is different?

It's only been a while since I saw him, and it made him feel like two people.

Eyes.

It's the eyes.

Zheng Youliang suddenly recalled that the owner he had seen in the past had a clear and clear look in his eyes, without a little haze.

But the owner I saw this few times, the same inky eyes, but there was a bottomless chill in his eyes, and the forest was as cold as a deserted jungle, and like a wasteland frozen for 10,000 years.

It makes people shudder, as if they will freeze unconsciously after taking one more look.

Zheng Youliang thought bitterly, probably because the affairs of the Hou Mansion were too abrasive, could it be that the servants in the Hou Mansion bullied the young of the owner, forcing him to learn this kind of temperament without anger.

He is just a teenager, about the same age as his grandson, he should be happy under his parents' knees, but the owner has to shoulder the affairs of the entire Hou Mansion.

Zheng Youliang sighed, feeling more and more pity for Le Lang.

"Shopkeeper Zheng?"

It took two hours for Le Lang to finish reading the account book at hand.

He raised his eyes to look at Zheng Youliang and asked, "So, the accounts you calculated are exactly the same as mine?"

This is more like an affirmative sentence.

Zheng Youliang was originally full of pity and love, but as soon as he came into contact with Le Lang's deep and cold gaze, he was suddenly frightened, and said unexpectedly: "Yes, yes." ”

"Is it because Ben Hou is too lazy?" Le Lang put down the account book, stared at Zheng Youliang coldly, and said leisurely: "Zheng is a little lax. ”

When Zheng Youliang heard this, he trembled uncontrollably.

When the owner said this, his tone was not serious.

However, Zheng Youliang felt that even if "he" slapped the book case with an angry face on weekdays, and shouted "Uncle Liang, are you presbyopia serious again?" and miscalculated here!", it was not as scary as half a minute at this time.

He pinched his thigh fiercely before he calmed himself down and defended: "How dare the old man be half lazy about the things that the owner has explained? ”

Le Lang snorted coldly and asked him, "When did I hand over these accounts to you?"

"Three, three days ago. ”

Zheng Youliang replied with some humility.

……

Three days ago, before the time came, Zheng Youliang was going to the Yucai Academy to teach.

When he entered Suzaku Street, he saw the owner standing alone at the door of the school.

"The owner?"

He hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

The owner didn't call him "Uncle Liang" with a smile as usual, but just nodded expressionlessly.

Zheng Youliang already felt that something was not quite right.

"The owner is waiting for the old man?"

He asked.

"Well," Le Lang took out about five or six thick account books from a seven- or eight-inch rectangular box beside him, handed them to Zheng Youliang, and ordered, "I want to see this account." ”

Zheng Youliang opened one of the books and saw that the accounts had already been calculated, so he hurriedly asked, "Owner, isn't this account already calculated?"

Le Lang said: "Use Le's accounting method to calculate again." ”

Zheng Youliang glanced at the account again, and sure enough, it was calculated using the old accounting method.

He immediately took a closer look and found that the accounts here had hidden the names of both parties to the transaction, and only used "A", "B", "C", "D", or "Zhang", "Chen", "Wang" and other code names instead.

He counted it, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, it took a lot of effort to change such a thick six accounts from the old accounting method to the new accounting method.

So he wanted to excuse himself: "Owner, didn't you say before that the old body is so temporary to focus on the affairs of the accounting office? These accounts you gave are clueless, if you don't have much intention, why don't you wait for the affairs of the accounting office to be busy, and then the old body will slowly calculate these accounts for you?"

"Oh?"

Le Lang let out an inexplicable "oh".

Zheng Youliang didn't know what he meant, did he agree?

For a moment, there was an awkward silence in the air.

After a while, I heard De Le Lang say: "Since when did Shopkeeper Zheng decide what things are more important?"

Zheng Youliang was shocked and ashamed when he said this, and he didn't dare to answer rashly.

"Three days later, I'll see you in the Peony Pavilion. ”

Dropping only these words, Le Lang turned around and left.

……

"When did I give you these accounts?"

"Three, three days ago. ”

Le Lang did not shoot the book case angrily as Zheng Youliang imagined. He just used his right index finger to tap the armrest of the chair gently and rhythmlessly.

Zheng Youliang was willing to slap the book case angrily like usual, and even scolded himself loudly.

However, Le Lang smiled and asked, "Is three days too little?"

Zheng Youliang nodded busily: "East, Dongjia Mingjian, these days the affairs of the accountant office are so busy that the old body is lacking in skills, and three days is indeed a little less." ”

"It's just six accounts, if it takes more than three days for the shopkeeper Zheng to calculate it, the partner of the accounting firm, Ben Hou is wondering, is it more suitable to find someone else?"

He said this like a gossip, but Zheng Youliang was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out, and for a while, he was so frightened that he didn't know how to respond.

Le Lang came up with an answer for him: "However, Ben Hou thinks about it carefully, this is also understandable. ”

Zheng Youliang followed his words, nodded violently and said: "The owner is wise, extenuating, extenuating!"

"After all," Le Lang looked at him, smiled brighter than before, and said, "You have a good role in the accounting office, it is your own business, and naturally it should be given priority." ”

Zheng Youliang felt a chill on his back, and he only felt that the clothes inside were wet with cold sweat.

……

(To be continued.) )