Widow Zhou had been secretly looking at Ji Wanrong, and when she saw her nodding to the cattle shopkeeper, she immediately felt bad.

Did you just say something wrong, or did you miss something? Why is this Fu Jin so cold to himself?

I didn't even nod at myself, I must be dissatisfied with myself! How good is that!

"Okay." Ji Wanrong still jumped out word by word, and Zi Su put away the account book of the two of them and put it on the small table next to her.

"What does Shu Fujin need, change the Ming'er slave family to let people come to the house." Widow Zhou looked at Ji Wanrong with a smile and said warmly.

Ji Wanrong hadn't spoken yet, but Zi Su couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly, "Shopkeeper Zhou, this is Baylor Mansion, do you need to change your title?" ”

Widow Zhou's face froze, and she looked at Zi Su with some embarrassment.

Indeed, she has been calling herself a slave just now, and according to the rules, she should call herself a slave.

Ji Wanrong didn't notice it herself, and when she heard Zisu's words, she wailed in her heart, her maids were stronger than the other, and they were all better than herself anyway.

"The slave and the maid are guilty, and the slave and the slave are guilty." Widow Zhou knelt on the ground with a thud and said in horror.

Ji Wanrong looked at her as a big one, kneeling there, only to feel that the floor shook three times.

"Get up." Ji Wanrong came back to her senses, and then said softly, "The fourth master rewarded me with this shop, I haven't seen it yet, I just ask you, how much water has flowed in a month in previous years?" How much profit is there in a year? ”

Although Ji Wanrong has never opened a shop or managed a shop, this kind of basic common sense still exists.

Widow Zhou thanked her and stood up, but she didn't dare to speak first.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper bowed and said, "If you go back to Fujin, although Jinxiu Cloth Village is a shop, it has two floors, and the clothes and fabrics are sold together, with a monthly turnover of five hundred taels, and a profit of three hundred taels excluding expenses, and a year's profit is almost three thousand taels of silver." ”

Ji Wanrong was shocked when she heard this, she actually had three thousand taels of silver a year!

From ancient times to the present, this clothing store is very profitable!

"Well, where's the rouge shop?" Ji Wanrong was ecstatic in her heart, but on the surface, she still had to pretend to be casual, pretending to be calm.

Seeing that Ji Wanrong had named herself, Widow Zhou hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully, "If you go back to Fujin, our rouge shop will have a monthly turnover of 1,000 taels, and the net profit will be 600 taels, and it will be about 7,000 taels in a year." ”

This week, the widow spoke, like to set almost, one bite at a time, and when she spoke, her tone was also very proud.

Indeed, compared with the cloth village, it is actually a rouge shop that is slightly better.

With such a result, Ji Wanrong was still a little surprised and surprised.

However, this month's turnover is more than 1,000, how can the profit only be 600 taels?

Ji Wanrong listened to her words and flipped through the account book casually.

University accounting, that is not learned in vain, this ancient ledger is more modern and simpler.

Although the traditional Chinese characters used are not as convenient as numbers, Ji Wanrong can multiply the formula table.

It was only ten pages before her face sank.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, there's something wrong with your account book, right? Rouge shop: What do you buy this ingredient for? A hen is twenty wen, and you bought twenty taels of silver in one go? And this cow bone, a pound of seventeen yuan, bought five hundred pounds at a time, and the eighty-five pounds of silver went out? ”

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