Song Chunniang put away her thoughts, cheered up, lifted the curtain and walked down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info saw Zhang Ping waiting with his usual rigor half-bowed to the side, Song Chunniang bowed her head gently, "Shopkeeper Zhang, don't come unharmed if you don't see you for a few days." ”

Zhang Ping replied respectfully: "Thanks to the eldest lady, the business in the store has been good these days. ”

Song Chunniang was noncommittal, nodded and went straight to the private room upstairs in Buzhuang.

The account books of the past few days have already been placed on the table of the private room, in addition to Ronghui Buzhuang's, there are also several other semicolon account books in Yuncheng. On the first day of each month, all the account books of the cloth village should be sent to Ronghui cloth village, which will be checked by Song Chunniang, and then one or two of them will be selected for on-the-spot inspection.

The Song family has no more cloth in Yuncheng, no less, and it can be turned once in three or four months, so even if it is not spot-checked, it does not dare to take it lightly, and every time the account books are sent, they dare not fool it, for fear that the eldest lady will see a problem if they are not careful. The cat was greasy or something, and it was not handled well, and it was found out if it was inconsistent.

Song Chunniang flipped through the account books of several semicolons at a glance, and quickly calculated all kinds of numbers in her heart, all of which were not bad, the income increased slightly, the cost decreased, and the profit was still a lot.

Song Chunniang's cold face softened slightly.

Zhang Ping, who was standing next to him, and the shopkeepers of several semicolons were all old men, and looking at the corners of the eldest lady's mouth slightly upturned, she knew that the audit was almost time to pass.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Song Chunniang's cold voice sound: "Shopkeeper Zhang, what's going on with this expenditure?" Didn't the house just make spring clothes? Why is the fabric coming again? ”

Zhang Ping looked at it, wasn't it the second lady Song Xianiang who came to get the new fabric two days ago? Busy, Zhang Ping explained.

Song Chunniang smiled coldly, and sure enough, the crooked words were signed by the little demon of Naxia at first glance.

She worked hard to sell cloth to make money, but she was good, and she took away seven or eight pieces of cloth with a casual signature, which was enough for ordinary people to make two seasons of clothes.

The unhappiness in my heart rose again, as if when I was a child, it was obviously the things in my bowl but was snatched away by Xia Xiaoyou's eyes, that kind of brazenness, open and secret competition, it really makes people gnash their teeth.

Before she could react, Song Chunniang spit out words from her mouth: "In the future, in addition to customizing clothes all year round, people from the house must have my permission to come to get fabrics." ”

Zhang Ping was excited, and it was not a matter of a day or two for the second lady to come to get the fabric, why did she suddenly issue a ban, I want to ask why, Song Chunniang looked cold again, but don't ask, if you provoke another master, it will be miserable......

When encountering this kind of thing involved in the back house, Rao is Zhang Ping, who has strong wrists and exquisite faces, will inevitably become a sandwich biscuit, and he is not a person anymore.

Unable to hear Zhang Ping's response, Song Chunniang was even more unhappy, squinted at him, and raised her eyebrows, "Huh?" "Yes.

Zhang Ping was in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely do what you ask." He said this, but he thought in his heart, and he would wait until he turned around and asked the master to make a decision.

Who knows, Song Chunniang seemed to see his little abacus, and snorted coldly: "I will also show my father this decision when I go back." If anyone casually comes and breaks the rules of the store, there will be no rules for our business in the future, and it will be a joke for outsiders to see it. ”

Speaking of which, where did Zhang Ping dare to be angry again, he quickly lost his smile, and repeatedly said that he would act according to the rules. The other shopkeepers were not as big as Zhang Ping, and when they saw him being stabbed, they were even more careful, for fear of being affected to the innocent.

After checking the accounts, Song Chunniang still had to look at the treasury. The other shopkeepers were inconvenient to accompany, and they all hurried to flash people like Meng Amnesty.

Zhang Ping had to go, but he was accompanied by Song Chunniang, who had a thorn, and he really didn't know the bottom of his heart, so he took a moment to ask Green Chess privately: "Why is something wrong with our eldest lady today?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Qi looked at Song Chunniang, who was walking in front, his eyes rolled and his tongue tsked.

It's wrong, people who can't see emotions in cold and cold on weekdays actually talk with guns today. It's just that the master's mind is profound and difficult to understand, where can the little girl in green chess see through?

Green Qi couldn't help, so he had to express deep sympathy for Zhang Ping's plight, and shrugged his shoulders to comfort: "It may be that the eldest lady wants to take care of the second lady and let her take care of it, it has nothing to do with our Buzhuang, don't think about it." ”

Zhang Ping is used to it, and after hearing this, why don't you know that green chess can't figure out what is wrong with Song Chunniang? That being the case, we can only ask for more blessings.

Song Chunniang walked in front and looked at the fabric in the warehouse, and the small movements of the two people behind were completely unknown. These inventories have to be checked every few days, and the inventory quantity and style are well known.

Ronghui cloth village is the head office, the storage of cloth is the most expensive and the most, every time you check the inventory.

Song Chunniang counted the remaining inventory according to her memory, checked the amount in the account book just now, and coldly swept to a row of newly purchased goods.

Yingtian brocade, isn't this the fabric that Xia Xiaodemon registered to take?

Song Chunniang unconsciously stepped forward and reached out to touch the cloth.

Silky with a heavy texture, delicate fabrics embroidered with intricate and delicate patterns, more luxurious than ordinary satin, but also more subtle.

Xia Xiaoyou deserves to be Xia Xiaoyou, and he is a good product. Imagining these brocade tailor-made dresses wrapped around Xia Xiaoyou's body, it is indeed tasteful.

Song Chunniang stroked the cloth, with an unknown depth in her eyes, in Zhang Ping's eyes, she thought she had taken a fancy to the fabric, and hurriedly introduced: "Miss, this is the material that just came in a few days ago, the high-quality silk and fine embroidery workmanship, but it is rare, and there is only so much inventory in our Yuncheng......"

"How much does it cost?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ping was interrupted and stunned for a moment.

"I said, 'How much silver does this cloth sell?' Song Chunniang's face was not shocked, but her tone was a little impatient.

"The purchase price is thirty-five taels of silver a horse, and it has to be doubled if it is sold." Zhang Ping thought that Song Chunniang was going to ask about the price of the cloth, so he explained his plan and plate.

"Green chess, when you go back to the account room and take the money for eight horses, and send it to the shopkeeper, it will be regarded as the money for the second lady to buy the fabric, and the silver will be deducted from the second lady's monthly plan in the future, and it will be deducted until it is repaid."

Not to mention green chess, even Zhang Ping couldn't help but be surprised, why did Song Chunniang get on the bar with Song Xianiang today?

"What? I don't listen to me? "Song Chunniang is different from the past because of her lack of patience.

Lu Qi couldn't put away his surprise, nodded and responded: "Miss, the slaves and maids have all remembered." ”

Song Chunniang looked at Zhang Ping again, and Zhang Ping immediately understood: "Don't worry, eldest lady, I will definitely record this account." ”

wiped away the stains left by Xia Xiaoyou, Song Chunniang's footsteps were a lot brisker, and it seemed that the pent-up depression that had been accumulated since the morning had been swept away and refreshed.

When the mood is good, the work will naturally be fast, Song Chunniang checked the remaining inventory in three or two, and called it a day and went home.

As soon as she entered the door of her small courtyard, the maid Lanmo hurriedly greeted her: "Miss, Mother Shi just came over and said that Mrs. made your favorite food at noon, so let you go over to eat together." ”

Mother Shi is Mrs. Song's right-hand man, and her status is not comparable to that of ordinary maids and mothers-in-law, she came over in person, it is conceivable that this lunch is quite important, and there is a reason that cannot be retreated.

"Mother Shi, did you talk about it, is there anyone else besides me and my mother at lunch?"

Lan Mo thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard Mother Shi mention it. ”

That's weird, is it because I'm thinking too much?

Song Chunniang frowned, a little confused.

The shrewd brain that is invincible in the business field is not enough when it comes to the inner house, and those twists and turns, no matter how hard Song Chunniang tries to speculate, she will have a sense of powerlessness.

Forget it, my own mother called, and I can't eat myself.

Song Chunniang entered the house, changed into casual homely clothes, and went to Mrs. Song's yard.