After the class, there was an endless stream of registration offices in the Yucai Academy, and Zheng Youliang didn't even have time to drink water, so he was surrounded by several students to ask for advice, and he lacked skills. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zheng Youliang's class full of chicken blood, the subtlety and greatness of double-entry bookkeeping, made Chai Jue also excited, he thought that Wen Yanbo was generally moved by himself, but found that the other party was in a daze flipping through the textbook that came with the registration.

"Less insurance?"

Wen Yanbo, who was interrupted by Chai Jue's contemplation, came back to his senses: "Third Highness?"

"Why is Shao Bao absent-minded?"

Wen Yanbo didn't answer, flipped through the textbook again, flicked his beard and said, "Your Highness, this friend, is not a small picture. ”

Chai Jue was puzzled, took the textbook and read it carefully, but he wrote down what Zheng Youliang said just now in more detail, and added many cases and exercises, which was not inappropriate.

"Less is more than enough. ”

Wen Yanbo shook his head and stared at "Le Lang" not far away, his eyes were like torches: "When His Highness went to do the questionnaire with him, did he expect that there would be later changes in the Eight Treasure Tower?"

Chai Jue nodded and said, "Of course not, I still think of him as a dead horse and a live horse doctor." ”

"Babao fast food has fought a bloody way, and it has also broken the old situation of Bianjing restaurants. ”

Wen Yanbo Dong Ruo Watching the Fire - Eight Treasures Fast Food can have meat, vegetables and soup for more than ten dollars, which has the greatest impact on the stalls and stalls in the East Market, and its dishes are extraordinary, and will also divert some customers from restaurants such as Yunlai Pavilion and Xufuju.

On top of that, other restaurants had to refer to the form of "fast food" if they wanted to win back customers, but by that time, the "Eight Treasures Fast Food" sign had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Chai Jue raised his eyebrows inexplicably, thinking to himself, Babaolou's fast food business is good, but it's not so exaggerated, right?

"Your Highness," Wen Yanbo sighed, "He's not simple!"

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Over there, Le Lin finished answering some of the students' questions and was thinking about going over to talk to Chai Jue and them.

However, Fu Shaoli, who had just finished registering, rushed to come with the accompanying textbooks, and Le Lin had no choice but to socialize.

"The old man has something to understand, and I want to ask the son," Fu Shaoli pointed to the cover of the textbook and asked, "The 'first edition of the textbook' is written here, but there is also a second and third edition?"

"Teaching needs to keep pace with the times, and the cases and exercises in the textbook will be updated from time to time. ”

Fu Shaoli listened, somehow a little excited, took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and said worriedly: "Old man, I have some experience in bookkeeping, I was an apprentice bookkeeper in Dexingtai at the age of eleven, and now it has been more than fifty years, and all kinds of strange and tricky accounts have been encountered......"

Le Lin was inexplicable, and didn't know why he was babbling about this, so he said perfunctorily: "Shopkeeper Fu is a master in the bookkeeping industry, and he must have a lot of experience to communicate with Shopkeeper Zheng, so you can make an appointment to talk in detail." ”

Fu Shaoli was overjoyed, and the two gray mustaches also came up, coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and asked tentatively: "What does the prince mean that the future version of the textbook will be compiled, and the old body can join?"

It turned out that what he wanted to say was this, Le Lin suddenly realized, but it was not easy to agree hastily, so he analyzed: "Shopkeeper Fu, although this textbook will be reprinted, it will be a year or two at the earliest, and I don't want to pack the ticket now." ”

When Fu Shaoli heard this, his heart also fell, and he helplessly beat his spirit and said, "Yes, too." The son of the world forgives, it is the old body that has overpassed. ”

Lelin looked at him like a lost dog, and she was very curious.

When I talked to Zheng Youliang about the training class plan that day, and when I talked about the compilation of the textbook to sign his name, Zheng Youliang also looked like he was going to repay his great kindness by tying grass in the next life.

"The identity of the author is important?" Lelin blurted out.

Fu Shaoli was also stunned, he didn't expect this Anguo Hou Shizi to be so straightforward, thought about it, and said calmly: "Writing books and speaking is a lifelong desire of readers. The old man was not a scholar, but he was a bookkeeper, and he hoped to pass it on to future generations. ”

Sighing, thinking that he was already at the age of dying, he felt more and more helpless and sad, and he felt that his eyes were a little wet: "Although I have children, but after a few generations, Fu Shaoli is just the three characters on the god card. If I can compile my craft into a book, a hundred years later, when the world sees Fu Shaoli's name, they can remember my craft, and the old man will not live a silent and colorless life. ”

The time and space where Le Lin grew up was a free society where everyone could express their opinions online, and tens of millions of books were published every day, and there were countless online literature that was not published. It was a wonderful time when everyone could be a media. Naturally, she couldn't feel the deep meaning behind the book.

In this ancient time and space, writing a book means a lifetime.

Listening to his explanation, Lelin seemed to understand the meaning of this.

Can't bear the sullen old man in front of him, Le Lin thought about it and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Fu, although the revision of the textbook has not yet been published, we can publish a school journal, and you can write your experience into an article for publication." ”

"Journal?"

Le Lin explained: "Once a month, students can submit their experiences, and the lecturer will select the best ones for editing and printing after screening. ”

"Really?" The mood fluctuated, and Fu Shaoli was a little incredulous.

"Seriously!"

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Wen Yanbo and Chai Jue, who were not far away, listened to their conversation completely.

Wen Yanbo looked at Chai Jue with a "sure enough" expression.

Chai Jue felt unhappy for "Le Lang" in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his hands, and turned his face away unwilling to look at Wen Yanbo.

He and "Le Lang" have not known each other for a long time, but they feel very close to each other. "He" is indeed smart, but he is by no means as Wen Yanbo said, he is a suspicious and hidden person.

It happened that "Le Lang" and Fu Shaoli finished greeting each other and walked over, and Chai Jue asked loudly: "Le Lang, your Yucai Academy is just teaching bookkeeping, and there is no follow-up, right?"

When Le Lin heard this, she replied with a smile: "Of course there is the following, Le's ambition, how much more than a training class?"

A few days ago, she thought about it, although the loss-making industry of Lejia can be improved by the management methods of later generations, it is inevitable that it will be copied and borrowed by other experts, and it is difficult to fill the big hole accumulated by the three generations of the Marquis of Anguo.

While she was meditating, Shi brought a plate of fruit, saw her distressed by the ledger, and said distressedly: "Lin'er, use some fruit to be busy." ”

Le Lin took the fruit gratefully, but there were still two ledgers to read, so she replied to Shi's and said, "Mother, I will eat after reading these two ledgers." ”

"Long-life kung fu is done for a long time, and the long-life sinkhole is filled for a long time, and it is not bad for this moment and a half. Look at this mulberry, but it's freshest when it's just picked in the backyard. ”

When Le Lin heard this, she saw that there were indeed a few strings of red and purple mulberries on the plate, which were tender and full, which made people look away. After tasting two skewers and taking a bite, the juice instantly filled the mouth, with moderate sweetness and sourness, and it was comfortable and refreshing.

She couldn't help but sigh to Shi's family: "The child has been so busy lately that he didn't even notice that there was a mulberry tree in the backyard. ”

Huh, mulberry?

Suddenly, Lelin remembered a story she had heard from a professor in her finance class at university.

In the central patio of the Bank of England in London, there is a Chinese mulberry tree that is rare in the United Kingdom.

Why?

Because the raw material of "Jiaozi" is mulberry leaves.

When Zhang Yong, a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, governed Sichuan, he created the "Jiaozi" system, and a banknote is worth 1,000 yuan, which is the world's earliest paper money.

Thinking of this, Le Lin was overjoyed, what can be more profitable than the financial industry? !

Taking advantage of the fact that the Song Dynasty has not yet handed over children, she can take the lead in opening a bank account, and then establish the banking system.

So she immediately called Zheng Youliang to discuss the opening of the apprenticeship.

She instructed Zheng Youliang to secretly recruit potential students when he met them in the courses he taught.

In her plan to enter the "financial industry", each link needs a lot of people who understand the accounting operation of later generations, and when the other industries of Lejia are almost recovered, and the capital accumulation is sufficient, the Jiaozi plan can be carried out.

She didn't talk about these things to Zheng Youliang.

Can Chai Jue see it?

She couldn't help but look at him differently.

Chai Jue's heart was shocked, he never expected "he" to answer like this, his eyes were cold, and the feeling of betrayal was full of his heart - this was the first time he chose to believe in a person he had known for a short time so unreservedly, and even for the sake of "him" and Wen Shao, who had educated him for more than five years.

These words were like a slap in the face, and he felt that his whole face was hot.

But in the flash of light, Chai Jue thought that if "Lelang" really had any conspiracy, "he" would definitely cover it up in every possible way, how could he say "Of course there is a following", which just shows that "he" is a frank gentleman.

So, he gave Wen Yanbo a "as I expected" look.

Wen Yanbo was not annoyed, and praised "Le Lang" for his straightforwardness.

"If I'm not mistaken, the next step for the prince is the 'academic journal'?"

Le Lin didn't expect that what Wen Yanbo thought of was the academic journal, so she just took advantage of the trend: "Yes, but there is no detailed plan yet." ”

Wen Yanbo said: "The matter of the academic journal, the old man knows a little about bookkeeping, and the writing is also acceptable, if the prince needs the old man, he can rest assured." Although he didn't know about "Lelang's" plan, he had been an official for many years, and with his keen sense, he judged that this journal would definitely give Bianjing a new atmosphere, so he might as well sell his favor to "him".

Le Lin was also happy to have a palace attendant Yushi participate in it, and hurriedly thanked him, and when he was about to ask the two of them to talk in detail another day, he suddenly heard Chai Jue interject and said, "Do you still have the leisure to discuss this?"

"Why did Your Highness say this?"

Chai Jue knocked her head and asked with a smile, "Have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?"

Lelin replied in a daze: "I did forget." ”

"Tomorrow is the tenth day of the new year!"

"The tenth day of the first month?"

Were there any festivals in ancient times that were held on the 10th day of the seventh month?

Chai Jue couldn't remember it when he saw that he was stupid, and sighed: "Aren't you going to face the saint tomorrow?"

She had forgotten about it.

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