Min took Song Junming out of the second gate and got into the black-painted flat-topped carriage when he came.

When the carriage left the west corner gate of the Yan Mansion and entered Baihua Lane, Min stretched out his hand and shook Song Junming's eyes, and said angrily: "What does Brother Ming think, his thoughts have swam to the edge of the sky?" ”

"Mother......" Song Junming came back to his senses, "The child is thinking that Cousin Huachen is also smart and transparent, and he will do a lot in the future." ”

Min Shi smiled contemptuously, "Who can be better than my brother Ming!" ”

"Mother." Song Junming shook his head helplessly, "The child may be in high school today, and he may lose his name to Sun Shan one day, and how high he is praised now, how hard he will be dropped in the future." So my mother still don't keep such words on her lips. ”

"Mother is also proud of you, since our brother Ming doesn't like to hear it, my mother doesn't say it." Seeing Brother Ming's face, Min changed the topic, "Now Yuke is really getting more and more out of place, and they live in the same town again, and they know each other's roots. She is a real lady, she has followed Mrs. Jiang to manage the household since she was a child, and she is a good girl with both virtue and appearance. ”

"Mother, the child is only sixteen, and I don't want to think about anything else except to get famous."

Min frowned, "You are sixteen years old, and Yan Yuxi accepted the room at the age of fifteen." ”

"Mother, the Yan family is a noble family, how can you look down on a small family like us."

"You kid, who said that our family is a small family. Our Song family is a scholarly family, and your father is the county leader of this Changyi County. Zhuan Nian raised his eyebrows again and said, "In short, you don't have to worry, the Yan family owes your father a favor, and this family affair will always come to pass." ”

Song Junming knew that it was useless to tell his mother more, so he simply lowered his head and fiddled with the fish-shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist.

But no matter how he diverted his attention, there was an outline, and a smile crashed into his mind and lingered.

…………

Hua Jin took Chen's mother and the peach of the white peach to wait at the door of Zhishangju.

Jiang came back, with Yan Yuke by his side, presumably the mother and daughter still had something to say.

Hua Jin stepped forward a little apologetically and owed a debt, "Uncle, forgive Jin'er for coming to disturb me so late." ”

Jiang stepped forward and grabbed Hua Jin's hand, "This is your home, you can come whenever you want." ”

Jiang's hand was very warm, holding her tightly, making Hua Jin feel inexplicably at ease.

Yan Yuke also said: "Cousin Jin'er doesn't have to be restrained in the house. ”

The group entered the warm pavilion, the main landlord of Zhishangju, and Jiang ordered someone to serve tea.

The three of them sat on the kang, and there was a thick pile of account books on the kang table with the same golden horn, one of which was opened, presumably Jiang was reading the account before going out.

"Uncle, don't you have a few days off for the New Year?"

Jiang Shi looked at the stacked high ledgers, and had a headache, "There is a lot of business in the family, and there are few people who can help, if your cousin remarries in the future, your aunt still doesn't know what to do?" ”

Yan Yuke blushed and hung her head, "Mother, who said that Ke'er is going to get married, Ke'er will be by her mother's side for the rest of her life." ”

Hua Jin knew that the eldest uncle was guarding outside, and the younger uncle was such a small character, and the Yan family's business was supported by the Jiang family alone, so she was a little unbearable, and she seemed to inadvertently pick up an account book.

Jiang Shi looked at her serious thinking, and asked with a smile: "Jin'er also understands the account?" ”

Hua Jin looked at the long, single-entry bookkeeping method like a running account, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Uncle, Jin'er once saw a bookkeeping method in a Western book given to me by my brother, which is very simple. She just remembered the double-entry bookkeeping method that had matured in later generations.

"Oh?" Jiang raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest, "What kind of bookkeeping method is it?" ”

Seeing that Jiang Shi was not disgusted with her participation, Hua Jin said as if he was interested: "It is not to set accounts according to the date, but to set an account according to business transactions, and each account has two accounting directions: left increase and right subtraction." ”

Hua Jin was afraid that Jiang would not understand, so he deliberately gave an example: "For example, silk, a silk account is specially set up." When the silk shop buys, add a sum to the left side of the purchase. When the goods are sold, add a sum to the item on the right. ”

Jiang has been taking care of the Yan family's business for many years, and she immediately understood what Hua Jin meant, she imagined it in her mind, and a surprised smile appeared on her face, "In this way, if I want to check the account of some kind of rouge in the rouge shop, I don't have to rummage back and forth from all the account books, as long as I find the account book of rouge, I can see all the ins and outs clearly." ”

Hua Jin nodded, "Exactly." ”

Jiang Shi became even more excited, and instructed the maid beside him: "Go to the study and wait for the pen and ink, and let Jin'er demonstrate a few accounts." ”

Yan Yuke on the side also thought about it, but he couldn't think about the result.

Jiang Shi then asked: "Jin'er, the loss in many shops is always too large, for example, the fat powder shop, we always have to put up some appearance for those customers to try to apply, but we can't see every day whether those rouge gouaches are tried for customers, or the guys put them in their pockets, how can we avoid this result?" ”

This question is even simpler, Hua Jin raised his lips and smiled, "My aunt has been in business for so many years, and she always has her own estimate of these losses, so set a maximum loss according to my aunt's estimate." If the loss in the store is less than this amount, the shopkeeper and the man will be rewarded, and if the loss is large, there will be a punishment. ”

"That way the guy has an incentive to save us." Jiang slapped his thigh, "Why didn't I think of it?" ”

Hua Jin smiled shyly, "My niece also saw it in a Western book over there." ”

Yan Yuke saw this smile, no matter how she looked at it, she felt a little dazzling.

Why doesn't she understand this?

At this time, the maid had already prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the study, and came out to return.

Jiang took Hua Jin and Yan Yuke to the study again.

Hua Jin made all the accounts of a type within a month, all of which were commodity trading and purchase and shipment, even if she was a half-baked financial person who was HR, there would not be much difficulty.

Jiang Shi looked at the accounts made by Hua Jin and showed a comfortable smile.

Hua Jin smiled back, "Jin'er will live here for a while, and she can help her aunt sort out the accounts." ”

"That's a good idea." Jiang's smile deepened, but he suddenly remembered something and showed a loveless expression, "If my aunt detains you to help me sort out my accounts every day, your grandmother will definitely punish your aunt for kneeling in the ancestral hall." ”

Hua Jin covered his mouth and smiled, "No, Jin'er will tell her grandmother." ”

Jiang Shi was relieved, and happily stretched out his hand and pinched her face, "That's the best." ”

Yan Yuke also picked up the accounts written by Hua Jin, "Cousin Jin'er, this cousin will take it back and study it." ”

Hua Jin bowed his head, and Jiang Shi scolded Yan Yuke, "Take the accounts and go back to your dyeing incense house to study, your cousin Jin'er has waited until now, I'm afraid there are still things to tell me." ”

Yan Yuke got up and responded, and then took the account that Huajin had just done out of Zhishangju.

Stepping out of the courtyard, her hand in her sleeve clutched the handkerchief tightly, but fortunately the night hid her increasingly red face.

For the first time in her life, she felt that she was so much worse than other women of the same age, and she was also a cousin who was more than two years younger.