Zheng Lang said: "Si'er, close the door." ”

Although the current accounts are relatively easy for him, for some people in the future, that is called accounts! However, there are many books, and a quiet environment is also needed.

Let's start with the accounts of the second year of Tiansheng.

Shopkeeper Liu and Zheng Ledger don't admit it, so I'll give them a vivid education lesson. Speaking of Zheng Accounts, he is still a member of the same clan, and he has received great kindness from his father, alas, people's hearts are not ancient.

Tapping on the abacus, Si'er asked curiously, "Da Lang, can you calculate it in this way?" ”

"Well, the fastest calculation method today."

The abacus beads kept ringing, Song Bo bought some food from outside, brought it in, and after eating a hasty meal, Zheng Lang continued to settle the account books. Old Song Tou was stunned when he saw the speed of his account checking.

asked in a low voice, "Da Lang, does it work?" ”

"Uncle Song, look here, look at here, just this one, it has been wrong to pay more than fifty-six dollars."

Song Bo lay on it and looked at it, but he didn't see it, and he did it very cleverly. After Zheng Lang pointed it out carefully, it suddenly dawned on him.

"This is only the second year of the Heavenly Sage, and my father was still in the world at that time."

"Why are they so bold?"

"It's simple, my father's surname is sloppy, and he has a good salary, so he doesn't care about this income. However, the error should not be very large. However, after my father died, several people looked at my orphans and widows, and their courage gradually grew. Later, when I heard my story, I thought that the Zheng family would defeat me sooner or later. It made me lose everything, so it was better to fatten them up first, and I thought I had done it very skillfully, so there was a deficit this year. ”

"Da Lang, what is this?"

"Bead plate, just ask Xiao Bo, I have made some improvements on the bead plate."

"God has finally opened his eyes." Lao Song said excitedly.

This housekeeper was still very loyal, and Zheng Lang immediately left a good impression. said in a low voice: "Uncle Song, don't get excited, stay for a while and pretend that you don't know anything." After I have checked all the accounts, I will settle them one by one. ”

"Well, do you want me to go back and say hello to a few big girls."

"No, it's peaceful and prosperous, I don't think they have the guts."

The common people of the Song Dynasty may have lived better than the Tang Dynasty, but the sharpness and sharpness have made Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Kuangyi finish. Even when the ruffians and hooligans fight, there are often funny scenes of gentlemen talking and not moving. In the past, Zheng Lang was the order class in the order class, and he scared the Yan scholars.

Just these few people in the store don't have that guts. Moreover, there are a few people who are very loyal to the Zheng family, such as the sons of Song Bo and Xu Bo, who are working in the store at this time.

It was getting dark, and Shopkeeper Liu walked in with a smile and said, "Da Lang, if you are short of money, you can pay some more from me first." ”

Stop playing, how can you find out my accounts? Go home and drink milk, or continue to Mingzhu Building to soak your Lou Da Mei and see if she will give you the face of a little fart today.

"No, I haven't checked these accounts yet, I'm going to take them to the inn and return them to you in about three days."

"Yes." Shopkeeper Liu continued to laugh. I thought in my heart, with you, don't even think about checking it for ten years. Or you invited another master, and you came here today just as a cover, but Shopkeeper Liu didn't think that there was that master, and he found out all these account books in three days.

took Si'er, Uncle Song, moved the account mountain to the ox cart and found an inn to live in.

Si'er climbed into bed, warmed the bed for him first, and asked expectantly: "Da Lang, can you really check it in three days?" ”

"Approximately, it may not be that long."

Today, about half of the accounts of the four years of Tiansheng have been sorted out, even the accounts four years ago also had huge loopholes, and at present, there have been errors of more than 700 yuan. It is possible that in this year alone, thousands of dollars have gone into the pockets of several important people in the store. As he spoke, he continued to check the accounts under the lamp, and if there were any mistakes, he wrote them down on paper with a pen, so that the time could be spent on both sides.

Not long after, there was a report outside, saying that Shopkeeper Liu was here.

Hiding those pieces of paper, he greeted them with a smile, and said, "What are you doing here at such a late hour?" ”

Shopkeeper Liu is not at ease, although he is a loser, with his experience in the old rivers and lakes, he always feels that something is wrong, come to the inn to take a look. There was no one else, only Zheng Lang alone, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "You have not come to Zhengzhou City many times, I am not at ease." ”

"It's okay, there's Uncle Song."

"yes, that's good." After a casual chat, I said goodbye.

"This bad guy." Si'er said indignantly.

"You can't say that, people's hearts are always unsatisfied, and they mistakenly think that they have an opportunity......"

"I used to think he was a good guy."

"Good guys and bad guys, how can you tell from their faces? If you use it well, you are a good person, and if you use it badly, you are a bad person. ** is cultivated step by step, and morality is also cultivated day by day. But I still didn't feel at ease, I was afraid that I would wronged him, so when I came to Zhengzhou City, I went to Li Ji Teahouse to observe for a while. In a slip, there are more than a dozen cloth shops (all handicraft shops in the towns of the Song Dynasty, like to gather together), my family's business is not the best, but it is also middle and upper-middle. This is a living book, through which you can see whether you can make a profit. After entering the store, I took a look at the fabrics, which were relatively complete, which also determined whether they could attract customers, and it was also the key to profitability. Then I was worried that after my father's death, the group bank suppressed my family and confirmed it. Only then did it conclude that it was not a loss, but a few people who were greedy for ink. ”

"I see, Da Lang is so smart."

It's not that I'm smart, I've not only lived for ten years, but I've lived for nearly thirty years, and I haven't eaten for nothing for so many years.

I also lamented the development of commerce in the Song Dynasty, and it was possible that only one of its own stores could make a profit of more than 3,000 yuan a year. In the era of peace, prices in the Song Dynasty also rose, and in the early days, each bucket of wheat was only 10 yuan, and rice was 20 yuan. Now each bucket of wheat is 30 yuan, rice is 70 to 100 yuan, millet is more cheap, but the development of agriculture, unlike the Tang Dynasty, except for some remote mountainous areas, millet gradually did not become the staple food of the people. In addition to millet, there are also millet and beans.

According to the price of rice, one tassel of money is equivalent to more than 400 yuan. Considering that rice was expensive in the Song Dynasty, the real price was higher.

Of course, there will be no more than a few hundred big stores like his family in all walks of life in Zhengzhou City combined. Many small and medium-sized shops can only make ends meet, and some of them can't even afford to pay the rent.

stayed in the inn for two whole days, and when evening came, he said to Song Bo: "Please go to the house of the military officer and invite me to the Wu Yanei." ”

"It's not ......" Song Bo's face hesitated, Wu Yanei was one of Zheng Lang's fox friends, the third in the family, two years older than Zheng Lang. My own Xiaolangjun has finally learned well, how can he be wrapped up with these people again?

"Uncle Song, I call him useful." Zheng Lang just thought it was funny in his heart, they were all big children, they were pampered at home, and they were rich and powerful, so they would inevitably do some bad things. Can it still affect your own surname?

“……”

"Uncle Song, his father is a pusher, and he can pull the tiger skin tomorrow."

The official system of the Song Dynasty made people very dizzy, and there were officials, which were determined grades, Yulu, chapter uniforms and order relocation. But it is not where the power lies, it is the bad officials who are the powers, such as the official positions with the words "judgment", "knowledge", "straight", "test", "hook", "check", "promotion", "point", "signing", "supervision", etc., which is where the real power lies. Later, the words "power", "line", "keep", and "test" were added to the Jilu official. Often a high-ranking official has several titles in front of him, first the rank of Jilu official, and then the rank of scattered official, dispatch, knighthood, and food seal, and such a combination of order is also known as a title. The higher the officer, the longer the knot, and sometimes it can drag close to the ten number one.

There are also officials whose division of labor is unclear, such as the promotion of officials, who are subordinate to the three divisions and six departments cannot be compared, which is equivalent to the later office director and senior secretary. The magistrates in the capital are equivalent to the presidents of the courts, and they have real power. Local magistrates only have temporary posts and no real power.

However, it is enough to scare and scare the shopkeeper Liu.

After a while, Wu Saburo brought it over, and shouted loudly when he met: "Zheng Dalang, do you want to kill me?" ”

"Why don't you go to my house?"

"Isn't this afraid that a few old ladies will scold me? I'll accompany you, how about Ming'er invite you to the Drunken White Mansion for a big meal? ”

"San Lang, don't worry, Ming'er will do me a favor."

"What's the busy?"

"You come here with your ears......"

"Okay?" Wu Lao Sanhu looked at the thick account book next to him suspiciously.

"Don't worry."

……

The next day, closer to the end of the year, the store was very busy, and with Wu Saburo, Si'er and Song Bo, he returned to the cloth shop. Didn't let Takesaburo in, just let him stand outside. Before the family affairs can be solved, there is no need to alarm outsiders.

called Shopkeeper Liu and several people in charge in.

Letting everyone sit down, Zheng Lang opened the paper and said: "I won't ask about the previous accounts, in the second year of the Heavenly Sage, you used various means to deduct five hundred and sixty-seven yuan and three hundred and twenty-seven yuan, and used the difference in the price of large gold and silver transactions to deduct three hundred and eighty-nine yuan and seventy-three yuan, and there are more than three hundred accounts that are intentionally confused. In the third year of Tiansheng, 964 taels and 876 yuan were deducted, and the difference in the price of gold and silver was deducted 495 taels and 41 yuan, and more than 600 yuan of accounts were not clear. In the fourth year of Tiansheng, 1,156 yuan and 97 yuan were deducted, and the difference between gold and silver was deducted 791 yuan and 637 yuan, and more than 900 yuan of accounts were not clear. As for this year, you are probably confused, and the business situation is not as good as in previous years, but the deduction is even more fierce, especially after my accident. I have ascertained for you, and have deducted a total of 1,598 and 472 deducted coins, 872,99 denins of gold and silver, and more than 1,000 unclear accounts. ”

"Da Lang, you can't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, you look at this bill." He took out the problematic account documents written down in his hand, a total of two copies, one for copying, which was the original data, and handed them over.

"It can't be."

"If you are not satisfied, I will send the account book to the military officer, then we will have to meet in court."

"Who counts this?" Shopkeeper Liu finally lost his smile on his face and became cloudy.

"I'm the one who counts, don't bully the boy, Uncle Liu."

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