Chapter 69 Reasons for Losses (II)

Cuizhu put the account book aside and took out a note from the account book.

She looked at the note, felt incredible, and said to Zhao Ping: "Xiao Langjun, I checked this account book." There are serious false expenses in the books. ”

"According to this statistic, the shopkeeper has embezzled more than 1,500 yuan in the past eight years."

The uncle was taken aback and couldn't believe it.

He looked fiercely at the man in front of him.

He is the person he believes in the most.

And it's also the one of his wife's cousin.

It was so vicious.

He couldn't help but slap the table.

Looking at the direction of Luo An, he shouted loudly: "Cousin Luo, I ask myself if I treat you well, and I even entrust you with the restaurant that is related to your life, why are you treating me like this?" Where can I not live with Cousin Luo? ”

The uncle couldn't help but rush up and beat the other party hard.

Just as Uncle Xiang rushed over to beat Luo An hard, Chonghua, who looked a little tired, also came in.

After he came in, he saluted his mother, uncle, and Zhao Ping.

He was very tired and sat down in a chair.

Zhao Ping looked at him and knew that he had already gained.

But I don't know what the catch?

Zhao Ping personally made a cup of drunken spring breeze for his mother and uncle.

I also made a cup of drunken spring breeze tea for Chonghua and Cuizhu.

They stayed up all night, which made Zhao Ping feel distressed.

My mother was sipping tea and looking at it with a smile.

The uncle and the mother exchanged glances with each other, and then nodded.

Zhao Ping said with some heartache: "Cuizhu, this is not in a hurry, why stay up late?" Women, stay up late and you're not beautiful. Planting fine, hard work, drink tea, refreshment. ”

He also instructed Chonghua to pay more attention to rest, and Chonghua was grateful while drinking tea to refresh himself.

Cuizhu was a little moved, tears almost swam out, and she felt that it was worth staying up late.

After she blinked her red eyes and went back, she gave him a blank look and said, "Xiao Langjun, this is a big matter for Xiao Langjun's uncle, can you not be in a hurry?" It is also an honor for slaves to stay up late. ”

The uncle also came over to salute his mother, and after glancing at Cuizhu, he said: "Sister, Ping'er has worked hard, and the planting and cuizhu are also hard." ”

Uncle can say this, which is polite enough for Chonghua and Cuizhu.

After all, Cuizhu is still Yahuan now, and it will be a partial house at most in the future;

Chong Hua is only Zhao Ping's subordinate.

Chonghua hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

Although Cuizhu felt that there was nothing, it was worth it more than anything to let the housewife, Xiao Langjun and Xiao Langjun see her hard work and hard work, as well as her intelligence.

Thinking of it, she couldn't help but snort coldly at the Washing Spirit Bead in her heart, compared with the Washing Spirit Bead, she is the personal ring of the main mother and Xiao Langjun after all, and she is also quite talented to help Xiao Langjun's personal ring.

And Chonghua looked at Zhao Ping and his uncle, and he wanted to say it, but it was difficult to speak.

The uncle knew that he had discovered something he did not know, so he said, "I am a careful envoy, but it is okay to say that I can bear it." ”

Chong Hua thought for a while, organized the language, and then arched his hand and said: "After humble inquiry, Zhangzao and a few juniors have already admitted it, but the number of them admitted is small. Compared with the amount found in Cuizhu, it only accounts for 20% of it. ”

"I think there's definitely something wrong. So he interrogated the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper resolutely denied it, but said that he had been working hard for this restaurant for so many years.

"As for the reason for the loss, of course, there is always a lot of gap in the dishes compared with Yuchun Restaurant, and it is an honor for Jingyuan Restaurant to be able to maintain today."

Chonghua finally voiced his concerns.

"My own family members are not officials, so they can't use force against him. Xiao Langjun, what should I do about this? ”

When my uncle heard this, he stood up and shook his body a few times, covering his head and almost falling down.

Zhao Ping and Chong Hua immediately stepped forward to support their uncle and let him sit down in his seat.

The uncle took a few sips of tea and raised the teacup above his head.

Why did he put down the discomfort again, and kept beating his chest and panting.

Zhao Ping knew that his uncle was very angry.

Zhao Ping walked around the case a few times, stopped and said: "He has a fluke in his heart, thinking that we will not check the accounts. After his own family beat him out of this kind of luck, he will naturally confess. Bring him up. ”

This is a middle-aged man in a staff uniform who is almost forty.

The appearance is not flattering, the skin is darker than the sky, and the cheekbones are higher.

The body is stout and burly, with a manly bearing.

It seems that this person has excellent psychological quality.

And there is a fluke in my heart.

Although he understands his situation, he has a smile on his face.

After saluting his uncle, he still smiled and asked, "Cousin-in-law, what is the matter?" ”

After all, he was a literati, and his uncle took a deep breath, and after returning the salute, he forcibly held back the anger in his chest.

Uncle asked in a deep voice: "Cousin Luo, I ask myself if I treat you well, and the restaurant has full authority for your cousin to take care of it." Why is the loss so serious now that the entire restaurant has been emptied? ”

Luo An still said with a smile on his face: "Cousin-in-law, my cousin is ashamed in his heart, he is really incompetent, in the face of the fairy-like dishes of Yuchun Restaurant, my cousin is losing and retreating, please deal with my cousin-in-law." ”

Zhao Ping saw that he avoided the important and light, glanced at him and said lightly: "Then you explain, what is the matter with the deficit of more than 1,500 yuan on the account?" ”

Luo An's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

He glanced at Zhao Ping and asked puzzledly, "Who is this Xiao Langjun?" I don't think I've seen you. ”

The uncle glanced at him hatefully, pointed at Zhao Ping and said: "This Xiao Langjun is the future owner of Zhaojiazhuang, Zhao Ping, the little Langjun of Zhaojiazhuang. ”

Luo An's expression changed greatly, he stepped forward and bowed deeply, and said, "I've seen Xiao Langjun." ”

Zhao Ping avoided it and immediately bowed deeply: "How can it be like this, the kid has seen his cousin." ”

No matter how unwilling he is, Luo An is also one of his relatives and friends, and the number of courtesies is indispensable.

Luo An's face was relieved, as long as the future owner of Zhaojiazhuang recognized himself as his cousin, it would be a great sin to deal with it.

Zhao Ping saw that his expression changed from tense to calm, and said: "Relatives belong to relatives, but restaurants belong to restaurants, two are two things." Cousin, the matter of the restaurant should be explained clearly to the uncle. ”

Luo An glanced at Zhao Ping, sighed and said, "The account book is managed by the account room, which I am not familiar with. ”

It turns out that there is also a special accounting room to do the accounts.

After bringing it up, Zhao Ping saw that this person had long clothes and wide sleeves, was about fifty years old, very thin, thick eyebrows like knives, sharp eyes, and thin lips, it seemed that this was a very strong-willed person.

He came up and saluted his uncle and Zhao Ping, and then said, "The management has seen the owner and Xiao Langjun. ”

After Zhao Ping returned the salute, he asked lightly: "Dare to ask my uncle's Jingyuan Restaurant, but the accounting room is doing the accounts?" ”

After glancing at Zhao Ping, Uncle and Luo An, the management replied proudly: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhao Ping pointed to the account book, then flipped through a few pages and said: "After checking the accounts of my own family, I found that there were 1,500 false accounts. What's going on here? ”

The manager's face was as calm as ever, and he shook his head and said: "I have never made false accounts in Xia, and I don't know where to start with fifteen hundred guan." ”

Zhao Ping took a deep look at him and said coldly: "It seems that you will not give up if you don't reach the Yellow River." Cuizhu, you step forward to settle accounts with him. ”

After Cuizhu agreed, he came out with the account book, and Wanfu saluted and said crisply: "Little girl Cuizhu, I have seen the account room. ”

When I saw that it was a little lady who was only twelve years old, her whole body suddenly relaxed, as if the pores were blowing in a spring breeze.

He smiled slightly and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, little lady, please advise." ”

Cuizhu opened the account book and pointed out the amount and time of several major false accounts of the year.

The manager's face moved, and he asked seriously: "The little lady said that there is a problem with my account books, how can I prove it." ”

It is clear that he does not believe what Cuizhu said.

Cuizhu replied lightly: "This is easy to do." Please take charge of the bookkeeping room and answer the question. ”

The management expression suddenly became more and more relaxed, he pondered for a while, and then glanced at Cuizhu and asked: "There is a chicken Weng one today, which is worth money; The hen is one, and it is worth three; Three chicks are worth one. Where you buy 100 chickens for 100 dollars, ask the chickens, mothers, and chicks? ”

The management took out a slender piece of charcoal wrapped in paper.

Write it on a piece of paper.

Write out the heavenly numbers that he doesn't recognize.

Less than half a pillar of incense, the green bamboo is calculated.

She bowed lightly to the management and replied crisply: "Report to the accounting office, the answer is four chickens, eighteen hens, and seventy-eight chicks." ”

Zhao Ping saw that the management could no longer lose its original calmness, and sweat suddenly broke out on his face!

Zhao Ping knew that this arithmetic problem was one of the most difficult in Chinese history.

Even if management comes to solve the problem, it will take more than an hour.

Unexpectedly, Cuizhu only had a pillar of incense to solve it.

He couldn't figure out how this Cuizhu could be answered.

Did she learn arithmetic from her mother's womb?

However, even if you start learning arithmetic when you are in the womb, you may not be able to solve it.

At this time, Cuizhu's crisp voice suddenly came from the manager's ear: "In charge of the bookkeeper, the little woman also has a small question here, and she wants to ask the bookkeeper for advice." There was an old man who had seventeen donkeys, which he gave to his three sons as an inheritance before he died. At the request of the old man, the eldest son received half of the total amount because he contributed the most; The second son's contribution was average, and he got one-third of the total; The third child is the smallest, and the least contribution is one-ninth of the total. ”

Cuizhu finally said that she was killing.

The old man demanded that the donkey not be killed or sold. In charge of the bookkeeper, how to divide the family property? ”

It doesn't matter if you start to manage, think about it easily.

But when he arrived, his face was drenched in cold sweat.

This arithmetic problem is shallower than his first one, but the donkey cannot be killed and distributed.

That's deeper than his question.

Zhao Ping saw that he was wiping his sweat while constantly calculating with his pen, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were engrossed in looking at the topic.

After a pillar of incense, the time passed.

He looked at the title again and again, sweating like rain, and his brows were completely locked into a Sichuan character.

Finally, he sighed and had to put down the pen in his hand and said, "Little lady, I can't answer this question." ”

After finishing speaking, he saluted and said in a sincere tone: "I still hope that the little lady will answer." ”

Cuizhu smiled slightly and asked in a crisp voice: "Think about it carefully in the account room." ”