Early the next morning, Zhang Huan rushed to the tent, the tent of the Zhang family is located in the middle of the Zhang Mansion, this location is not only convenient for the Zhang's partial houses who live in the outer house to receive the monthly money, but also convenient for the sister-in-law in the inner courtyard to come to report the account, it is very convenient, the account occupies a small area, consisting of five or six rooms and a basement for storing money.

"There are thirteen of us in the tent, and there are three stewards besides me, and the rest are general tents."

The chief account manager who led Zhang Huan to visit the tent room was surnamed Qian, with a fat head and big ears, very rich, wearing a long breasted robe, as if the face pocket was directly put on his body, he always spoke softly, it was difficult to see him angry, from the three generations of his ancestors, the money account room has served Zhang's house, and he can be regarded as a servant family, but although he is a servant, even the eldest son like Zhang Xuan does not dare to offend him easily, this is the reason that the county official is not as good as the current management, which annoys him, even if there is a third master's approval, he has a word' If you don't have any money, you can be dragged for ten days and a half months.

However, he was very polite to Zhang Huan, and from today onwards, he would have to pay copper coins according to Zhang Huan's signature, which was his top boss.

The tent room was very spacious, all the tents were gathered together to do things, and there were three rows of twelve arhat beds neatly placed in the room, and one person sat on each bed, all facing away from him.

"This is Steward Zhao!"

Manager Qian pointed to a man with an eggplant-like face in the middle and said, "He is responsible for the income in Zhangfu Grange, not only copper coins, but also grain, cloth, game, and sundries. ”

Steward Zhao nodded and smiled at Zhang Huan, wanting to sit but not daring to sit.

Zhang Huan nodded to him, and suddenly felt a wave of eagerness coming from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a small man standing behind him who was laughing so much that he almost melted him. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huan had gradually understood, and he smiled at the manager of Qian: "The big account room of the right person said that he was responsible for the summary of the hook, and then there was a manager who should be responsible for the expenditure, am I right?" ”

"Eighteen Lang is right! Steward Yang is responsible for expenditures. ”

Manager Qian smiled, he pointed to a corner of the wall, suddenly frowned, and asked the person next to him unhappily, "Where is Steward Yang?" ”

"Steward Yang didn't come this morning, and I heard that his father's old problem of foot gout has been committed again in the past few days."

"Tell him to come quickly!"

Even if he was angry, the voice of the money account room was soft-spoken, but the small tent room under his command knew in their hearts that the young man who came today was probably unusual, and two of Steward Yang's subordinates had already rushed out.

Zhang Huan hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "The coming day is long, and the big tent doesn't have to be so polite." ”

Manager Qian was very unhappy in his heart, this Yang steward was a confidant of the third master, and he usually disobeyed himself, but he didn't give face today, and he specially told him about this matter yesterday!

Thinking of this, Mr. Qian said coldly: "Eighteen Lang doesn't know, it's the end of the month, and I'm still waiting for his expenditure summary!" The eldest master happens to be at home these two days, if he wants to read the accounts, how can I answer? ”

As soon as Manager Qian's words fell, he saw a family member running in a panic, "Big tent, the big man called you!" ”

Manager Qian was stunned for a moment, turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, he remembered Zhang Huan, so he turned back and pointed to the account book on Steward Yang's desk and said with a smile: "I'll come back when I go, if Eighteen Lang is interested, you might as well take a look at the account book on Steward Yang's desk first." ”

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Manager Qian hurried to the small building where Zhang Ruohao lived, waited for a while, and the doorkeeper came out and said, "Master, please go in!" ”

The word 'please' made Mr. Qian's heart tremble, in his memory, the lord used the word 'please' to call him, which was really rare, but his heart was also relieved, it seemed that the lord did not want to ask about September's account.

"Master, do you have something to do with me?" Manager Qian's voice was low, and he didn't dare to alarm Zhang Ruohao, who was writing cursively on the desk.

Zhang Ruohao wrote a few more words, then put down the pen, raised his head and glanced at the manager of Qian, and said with a slight smile: "Old Qian, I heard that you finally hugged your grandson?" ”

Mr. Qian's heart was sour, he was the same age as Zhang Ruohao, he was his scholar when he was a teenager, and he once worked with him to dig bird eggs and catch small fish, and then Zhang Ruohao became the head of the house, he also followed the promotion, and did the account manager, gradually Zhang Ruoho is more and more majestic, and it is difficult to talk to him again, today he suddenly called him old money, and said to hug his grandson, so that Mr. Qian suddenly felt that decades of time were just a white horse, and the naughty boy of the year is now gray.

But he didn't dare to indulge his feelings, and he still said respectfully: "Back to the master's words, I got a grandson in June this year, and I am still waiting for the lord to give him a name." ”

"Huh! I've already thought of the child's name for you. ”

Zhang Ruohao picked up a white letterhead from the table and handed it to the money account room, which was unfolded, only to see a big 'Sichuan' character written on it.

"Your descendants are thin and need to use the river to store water, so they are named 'Qianchuan'."

"Thank you for the name!" Money Boss' plop! He knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Ruoho twice.

Zhang Ruohao's eyes closed slightly, and he smiled faintly: "I came to you because I have one thing to tell you to do!" ”

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As soon as he stepped into the room, he felt that the room was immediately quiet, and it was a little terrifying, everyone seemed to be busy with their own things, but everyone's back was very stiff, and their ears were erect high.

Zhang Huan smiled and slowly walked to Steward Yang's seat, but suddenly found that Steward Yang's cushion seemed to be moving, the original thin and old cushion was shrinking under the table, while another soft and new cushion next to him slowly emerged from under the table.

After a few more steps, Zhang Huan's gaze crossed the table, and he saw an eggplant-like face, and the sneer on his face did not subside, but became thicker.

Zhang Huan smiled gratefully at him, and sat down politely, as soon as he sat down, a small bowl of hot, yellow soup rested gently in front of him, and a few thick slices of ginseng were clearly visible in the soup.

It was Sun in charge, but his enthusiasm seemed to have disappeared, he pointed to the ginseng section inside, stared at Zhang Huan and said solemnly: "This is the best ginseng that my brother-in-law brought from Goryeo, I am reluctant to use it on weekdays, so Son, hurry up and drink it while it's hot!" ”

Looking at his serious face, Zhang Huan felt that if he drank the bowl of ginseng soup, he would owe him a great favor, and at that moment, he gently pushed the small bowl over, pointed to the two-foot-high account book on the case and smiled: "Thank you Steward Sun, it's just that my liver has been booming recently, I'm afraid I can't enjoy this kind of excellent ginseng, but there are so many account books, I don't know where to start, please ask Steward Sun to give me advice!" ”

"This... Since the son is on fire, he really can't drink this thing. ”

Maybe he was a little reluctant, but when Steward Sun saw that he refused to drink, he quickly brought the ginseng bowl back to his desk, ran back and flipped through a pile of account books, took out a yellow and old account book from it and handed it to Zhang Huan and said: "Don't look at those trivial little accounts, this is a special record of more than 500 large expenditures, just look at this." ”

In the morning, Zhang Huan sat there and flipped through the pages, and gradually, he began to see another side of the Zhang family that he never knew.......

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Zhang Huan had hastily flipped through the account book, and he was amazed at the huge expenses of Zhang's mansion, and at a glance, thousands of expenditures could be seen everywhere, which also showed the abundance of income, but he found a strange phenomenon, that is, the purpose of each expenditure was written very briefly, and most of them only had two words: 'expenditure'.

He had also seen Second Uncle Lin's account books in Lin Zhitang, and the purpose of each expenditure was marked in great detail at the back, which was clear at a glance, why was Zhang's account so simple?

Zhang Huan was puzzled, he picked up another account, flipped through two pages casually, but was stunned for a moment, only to see that this account was the same as Uncle Lin's account book, although the amount was very small, but the purpose of each expenditure was clearly written, and there were even pages not enough to write, so he specially cut a note and pasted it at the back to continue.

"It's strange, why is it so simple in the books of large expenses?"