The little official waved his hand to salute the two of them, and said respectfully: "There are people outside who want to donate silver to the two lakes disaster area." ”

Because the household department did not set up such a department, this little official came to Shiqian here after consideration.

After all, he was receiving the disaster silver materials sent by Yan Qi, Yan Qi's donation was a donation, others were donating, Shi Qian was also receiving one, and he couldn't get tired of collecting one more.

Shi Qian was surprised when he heard this: "Do you know who it is?" ”

The little official said: "It's Jiang Mansion." ”

"Jiang Mansion?" Shi Qian's brows furrowed, and he said, "Is it Jiang Shilang's family?" ”

The little official hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, it's not Jiang Shilang's family, it's Jiang's deputy commander's family." Saying that, he was afraid that Shi Qian would not know, and explained: "It is the second room that the Jiang family just separated." ”

Shi Qian nodded, and said with a slight groan: "I know their family." ”

Now in this capital, I am afraid that everyone knows about their family.

But didn't Jiang Ji go with the prince for disaster relief? Who else is in his house? Oh, and his sister who has left home.

Is this donation of silver Jiang Ji's meaning or his sister's meaning?

Thinking of these two amazing brothers and sisters, Shi Qian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said, "Go and invite people in?" ”

The little official bowed his head and turned around to invite.

Uncle Wen walked in, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Qi sitting in the main hall like an uncle, and he paused at his feet, and hurriedly waved his hands to salute.

Yan Qi frowned and looked at Uncle Wen, his tone was indescribably awkward: "Your son-in-law asked you to come?" ”

Uncle Wen said: "My son-in-law went out of Beijing with His Royal Highness the Prince, and he is my girl." ”

Yan Qi thought of the account book on her desk yesterday, her brows furrowed deeper, and she said, "How much to donate?" ”

Uncle Wen presented the silver ticket in his arms and said, "Twenty thousand taels." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Uncle Wen looked at Yan Qi's gaze on the silver ticket, and faintly felt that he was going to dismantle it into his belly.

Two or two thousand taels!! Yan Qi almost bit the tip of her tongue, she couldn't go crazy!!

Take out two-thirds of your net worth to donate?

It's not a long time to go!!

Shi Qian saw that they seemed to know each other, so he also saved the tongue of introduction.

Both hands went to pick up the silver ticket in Yan Qi's hand, but he didn't pull it out once, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the good silver ticket was almost crushed, and he said with a smile: "Don't be tired of the son, come and get it." ”

Yan Qi stared deeply at the silver ticket and stiffly let go of his fingers.

After getting the silver ticket, Shi Qian said to Uncle Wen: "Thank you Miss Jiang for your kindness and generosity, the lower officials will write it down and present it to the upper officials to know." ”

Uncle Wen retreated.

Yan Qi went to the major events of his life and the appearance of the flowers and the moon in his busy schedule to check the accounts.

The shopkeeper of the two families is the same person, that is, he was selected by Jiang Lingran, named Anqu.

This person has not walked around in the Qi family firm, and he will not be recognized.

But the ability is not bad.

An Qu saw Yan Qi sitting behind the desk, exuding a graceful and proud atmosphere, looking at the thin account book page by page with an expressionless face.

His head was sweating unconsciously, and his hands were folded in front of him, his left hand clutching his right hand, and his right hand holding his left hand, very worried.

Before coming to be the shopkeeper, he even suspected that he had been deceived by a person with the same name as Yan Qi.

How could the head of the Qi family firm run two small shops privately?

But when he saw Yan Qi's real person, An Qu had to believe that Yan Qi really hid from everyone and ran two small shops.

On the first day of office, Yan Qi was there.

On the second day, Yan Qi was also there.

Then there were at least five and a half days in the next ten days, and Anqu could always see Yan Qi.

Yan Qi attaches great importance to these two shops, and An Qu can know without asking.

An Qu was worried day and night, lest Yan Qi would be used to seeing the large sums of money from the Qi family firm, and he would be angry when he saw the benefits of these two small shops.

Nervous, he used ten out of ten skills to operate.

It's not yet a month, and this Yan Qi can't wait to check the accounts?

An Qu saw Yan Qi more times than the head of the Qi family firm in one area, but he couldn't see through Yan Qi so many times.

At this time, I don't understand whether his "expressionless" face is angry, happy, or insensitive.

Swallowing his saliva, he rubbed half a step towards the desk, and said in a low voice: "The small one is not doing well, I'm afraid that it will fail to meet the expectations of the son, please punish the child." ”

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, it is always right to admit it first.

Yan Qi tugged at his lips, his tone was shallow, and he said without emotion: "It's really almost." ”

Hearing this, An Qu's face became even more frightened.

I heard Yan Qi say again: "Continue to work hard next month." ”

An Qu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, the little one will work hard!" ”

Yan Qi put down the account book and said today's intention: "This month's benefit, add forty percent more to the Jiang family." ”

"Huh? Forty percent? An Qu was stunned and said: "But if you divide it like this, you won't have anything left!" ”

Yan Qi thought for a while, and waved his big hand and said: "Forget it, the profits are all for her, if there is a loss, don't make a noise, it's all mine." ”

"Ahh Anqu's mouth opened even wider!

His wide eyes were full of disbelief, he looked at Yan Qi, but he was thinking in his heart, is this person really a shrewd Yan Qi?

Mom, it's not going to be a red rain in the sky, is it?

Yan Qi looked at him stunned, frowned, and said, "Don't you understand?" ”

An Qu nodded busily, quietly wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "I understand, I understand, the little one understands." ”

Isn't it just a loss-making deal?

It's not hard to understand, it's not hard to understand!

Thinking of something, he asked, "How long will this state last?" ”

Yan Qi thought about her meager net worth, and her heart was worried, and her mouth became more generous: "When I say stop, when will I stop again." ”

An Qu nodded, and asked again: "It's just that if the Jiang family checks the accounts, it will be easy to find clues." If you say it quietly, I'm afraid it's unlikely. ”

The business of two families, the other to check the accounts, is the most normal, you can't take this account and let them see it, so it's not revealing?

Yan Qi seemed to have just thought of this question, and was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Will you make fake accounts?" ”

An Qu swallowed his saliva and was completely speechless.

This person must not be Yan Qi!

Even if it was, it was possessed by a ghost!

The head of the dignified Qi family trading house actually asked his shopkeeper to make fake accounts!!

An Qu was stared at by him, and he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head for a while.

Could this be some kind of routine to test him?!

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "No?" ”

An Qu felt that he had lived so much, and this shaking of the head was the most difficult.

"The little ones haven't done it. However, it shouldn't be difficult to think about. ”

Yan Qi nodded and said, "In the future, the profits of these two shops will be given to the Jiang family, but the account book will make it look like I and the Jiang family will share it equally, understand?" ”

An Qu nodded.

This sentence could not be clearer.

Leaving the shop, Yan Qi saw a foot seller on the street carrying a flat pole with pickle lumps in it.

His feet seemed to be half-glued, and his eyes followed the flat shoulder.

In his mind, he was thinking about the few pieces of silver in her account, and looking at the pickle lumps, he always had the illusion that she would have three meals a day of millet porridge with pickles tomorrow.

Shaking his head, he shook the picture in his mind, and whispered to himself: "No, no, no, I have to find a way to make up for this silver for her!" ”

As he spoke, he rode into the palace.