Chapter 3 The Little Ledger
The job that sister-in-law Liu Qingqing found for Lu Heng was to work as a bookkeeper in the palace.
The palace is not the residence of the prince, but the residence of a large family surnamed Wang. It is said that this senior official surnamed Wang used to be a second-class member of the imperial court, and now he is idle at home.
Today's imperial court does not inhibit the development of commerce, so the royal palace also has its own industry. However, being in fame is just left to the people below to do it.
The main industry of the Wang family is cloth village, and the silk in the south of the Yangtze River is already famous, after years of development, coupled with the background of the royal court of Lord Wang. Up to now, the Wang family is already a well-known cloth merchant in the south of the Yangtze River.
The expansion of business scale will inevitably require more employees. So, Lu Heng's sister-in-law, Liu Qingqing, asked someone to find this errand for Lu Heng.
Early the next morning, after the uncle and sister-in-law had breakfast quietly, Lu Heng carried the letter of introduction from the middleman in his arms, went out of the door, and headed towards the palace. At the door of the wing room, Lu Qingqing quietly watched Lu Heng walk out of the far door, then turned around and returned to the house.
At this time, the sun was just half showing its face. It was still early in the morning, and the shops on the street were not open. The bluestone paved road is a little slippery. Occasionally, a tuft of yellow weeds could be seen on the side of the road, which was also covered with white frost.
It is already winter, and in the morning, there is a faint layer of light mist floating on the Qinhuai River. A few painting boats were quietly parked by the river. The breeze blew, and the small flag on the bow of the ship moved gently with the wind. Occasionally, a few guests who did not return home at night came out of the cabin, peeked around, and after finding that there was no one, tidied up their messy hair and clothes, and then quickly disembarked and left.
I heard that there is a war with the Turks in the north, and the war is a little tight. However, in this land south of the Yangtze River, it can't be seen.
Lu Heng was wearing a thick cotton coat and a long shirt on the outside, and the whole person looked a little bloated. With a thick hat on his head and his hands in his sleeves, he lived like a merchant from the North. Hawed all the way to the palace.
However, when I arrived at the location, I found that the gate of the palace had not yet opened. A couple of servants, dressed thickly, were sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in front of the door.
After a while, they swept the fallen leaves in front of the palace into a pile and poured them out. I carried a broom and prepared to go back.
"Brothers, please stay!" Lu Heng stepped forward and said while rubbing his ears.
A housekeeper turned his head, looked up and down at the ordinary-dressed scholar in front of him, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
Lu Jian nodded, took out the letter of introduction from his arms, and said, "Please also ask my brother to hand it over to the head of your mansion!" Thanks a lot! ”
"You wait!" After receiving the letter of introduction, Jia Ding left a sentence and turned around and walked in.
After waiting outside the door for a while, Lu Heng saw Zhu Men push it open again, and a chubby middle-aged man with two mustaches walked out.
After looking Lu Heng up and down, he tilted his head and said, "You are Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng?" ”
Yong is Lu Heng's word, this person can call out Lu Heng's word, it seems that he still knows himself in advance. However, Lu Heng didn't feel anything awkward. After all, the errand of the accounting office must handle a huge amount of money. The host should have done some research beforehand.
Lu Heng nodded, arched his hand and said, "Exactly, you are the manager of Fang!" ”
The fat man nodded, and hummed, which was kind of acknowledgement. Then, he shook his sleeves and said to Lu Heng: "Come with me!" With that, he turned around and walked into the house.
Lu Heng glanced at the gate of this palace, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Alas, I'm looking for a job again!" ”
After entering the door, they walked down the long corridor for more than ten minutes before Chief Manager Fang and Lu Heng arrived at the West Courtyard. In the courtyard, a few housekeepers dressed in dark blue shorts were carrying stacks of thick ledgers in and out of those rooms.
Manager Fang pointed to a house and said, "That's your room, remember, when you are making accounts, you are not allowed to go to other rooms to visit the door, and you are not allowed to talk to other accounting rooms." What's more, you are not allowed to go out until the end of work! Don't even go out of the yard! The account you have to do will be moved into the room for you, and you are not allowed to be close to the housekeeper, remember? ”
Listening to Manager Fang's series of disapprovals, Lu Heng felt a little amused in his heart, but he still nodded.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lu Heng saw the specific work of the account room here. The left-hand side, that is, the future work area, should be the primary bookkeeping. On the right-hand side, it should be in charge of auditing the books. The big room in the center should be where the person in charge of the Wang family lives.
Such an arrangement not only improves work efficiency, but also avoids some account offices from making false accounts to cheat the owner of money.
"Your salary is twenty yuan a day, and the salary is paid every seven days, and the lady will send it to you herself. Well, here's your house key. Remember, ask what you should ask, don't ask what you shouldn't. That's the rule here! After taking a big key from his waist and handing it to Lu Heng, Manager Fang walked out of the courtyard with figure-eight steps.
Lu Heng took the key in his hand and walked towards his room.
When the door was opened, a cold feeling in the room suddenly reported to the whole body. It's winter, and it's cold in the dark room. There was only one table and a chair in the room, and on the table were pens, ink, paper, and inkstones. There was also a small stove on the ground, which I opened and looked at, and there was a pile of ashes in it.
Lu Heng reached over and tried it, but there was no temperature at all.
"It's cold!" Lu Heng took a hot breath into the palm of his hand, rubbing his hands and scanning the hut. Want to see if there's anything to keep warm.
Bang bang bang......
That's when there was a knock on the door.
Lu Heng opened the door and saw two family members standing at the door. One was carrying a pile of ledgers in his arms, and the other was carrying a large basket of charcoal
"Lu Xianggong, Manager Fang asked me to send you some charcoal!" Jiading's hands were red from the cold, and he said while stomping his feet.
Lu Heng hurriedly opened the door and said with a smile: "Thank you, two little brothers!" Two little brothers, please come in! ”
The two entered the house, put down the account book, and then lit the small stove for Lu Heng. Only then did he bow down and leave.
After a while, the small stove made a rumbling sound, and the temperature of the burning charcoal quickly dispersed the cold air in the room. After a while, the room was warm like spring.
Lu Heng moved the table to the side of the stove and stretched his feet under the table. In this way, you can keep accounts while the fire is baked.
After studying the ink, Lu Heng picked up an account book and opened it and placed it on the table, and after reading it roughly, with a smile on his face, he picked up the brush and began to write on it like a cloud.
In his previous life, he needed to consult a lot of information due to the needs of his work. This includes all kinds of classical materials, so he can write traditional Chinese characters, and he writes well.
The fire crackled and the light flashed from the crack in the stove illuminated the whole room.
The consequence of years of relying on computers is that you write very slowly. Even so, though, at noon. Lu Heng still finished compiling all the seven or eight account books.
Originally, after writing it, Lu Heng was ready to make a difference. But a glance through the crack in the door saw the rooms of the other accounts. Still dismissed this idea.
The account books of the three days, one morning and last night, were a little out of line. Now that he is stupid to go out to deliver goods, isn't it showing off in the eyes of others? Alas, why should anyone be hated!
With nothing to do, he looked through the ledgers again. Out of the habit and vision of his professional surname, this time, he still saw some clues from these account books collected from all over the south of the Yangtze River.
So, he spread out a piece of paper, and began to list the problems of the royal cloth company in the market, and then organized these problems into four parts: advantages, disadvantages, opportunities and threats. Then, based on these four parts and combinations, some countermeasures were derived. By the time the entire set of response plans had been written, there was a knock on the door.
Got up and opened the door, it turned out to be the guy delivering the meal.
Lu Heng took the meal and thanked him. He closed the door and returned to his desk.
After sitting down, I saw the plan I had just written out haphazardly under the extreme boredom and pain. I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly.
This is really an idle egg pain, nothing to do.
He then crumpled the paper and threw it into the stove.
In the afternoon, when he had nothing to do, Lu Heng found a book of Analects in his room, then sat by the fire and read it with relish.
When the light in the room gradually dimmed, the sound of the gong sounded in the courtyard.
On the way home, the setting sun hung obliquely on the plane trees in the west. The Qinhuai River is sparkling, the wind blows, and the golden water lines spread out.
On the flower boat parked by the river, the lanterns have been lit up. The women of the Qinglou, dressed in fancy clothes, were already standing at the bow of the boat, shaking their handkerchiefs, and began to solicit customers.
The sunset by the Qinhuai River was shining at night, and Lu Heng was dressed in the sunset, walking in the picture scroll of this history.
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