Zhao Fengnian watched her polish the ink, holding the small brush, drawing horizontal and vertical lines on the paper, and couldn't help but sit in front of her curiously to take a closer look, pondering for a long time, and asked, "What kind of bookkeeping method do you have?" ”

Rui Xue remembered that he had said those words before, and guessed that he would definitely not know this simple bookkeeping method, so he raised his head and smiled, half proud, half joking and said, "This is a very simple and clear bookkeeping method, if the shopkeeper calls the master, I will teach you." ”

Zhao Fengnian didn't know if he was used to her jokes like this, or disdainful of calling the female master, so he immediately turned around and sat back on the edge of the bed, with a calm face and refused to answer.

Ruixue stuck out her tongue and lowered her head to continue drawing the table.

Zhao Fengnian grabbed the book and pretended to read it carefully, but the corner of his eyes always couldn't help but secretly glance at the table, he had been in business for many years, and he dealt with the account book every day, so this novel bookkeeping method really made him itch, hesitated for a while, and saw that Rui Xue seemed to have finished memorizing and was about to put away the paper and pen.

So, gritting his teeth, he walked back to the table with a slightly red face, bowed down, and said, "Please also ask the master to teach me." ”

Rui Xue originally didn't want him to always have a cold face, make a joke, and want to liven up the atmosphere, but she didn't expect him to salute so solemnly, which shocked her, so she quickly stood up, pulled him down, and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper, I mean it, this accounting method is very simple, as soon as I say it, you will understand, don't be like this." ”

Zhao Fengnian sat at the table and said, "As the old saying goes, the master is the teacher, you are proficient in this bookkeeping method, and I can't, you should be the word 'master'." ”

Rui Xue was embarrassed, and didn't dare to discuss it with him anymore, so she hurriedly pulled over the table and said, "This table is very simple, and the horizontal row on it is the date, income, expenses, and balance. For example, when he entered the city that day as a jade pendant, he spent money to buy things, and wrote it on the 10th day of September, wrote one hundred and fifty taels on the income grid, and wrote it in the expenditure, two taels of silver for tea leaves, two .3 taels for tea sets and dishes, and so on, and finally subtracted the expenses from the income, and how much was left to add to the balance of the grid. The bottom row is the total amount of income and expenditure, as well as the specific amount of silver left, so that it can be written down at a glance, and it is particularly time-saving and labor-saving when checking the accounts. ”

Zhao Fengnian squinted his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, and asked, "If the firm adopts this method to keep accounts, can it be added to the back, what is the purchase, and how much is shipped?" ”

"Of course, this is just a simple account of household income and expenditure, and if it is a business name, the table should be listed in more detail, according to the actual list." Rui Xue spoke up, and drew the account book table in the processing factory in her previous life, and after drawing it, she remembered that she was born as a maid in this life, and if the simple family accounting method can also be said to be a method that she came up with for the master on weekdays, but this factory double-entry accounting method is obviously too surprising.

She threw the brush and was about to grab the form and destroy it, but unfortunately Zhao Fengnian was one step faster than him, and her hand was firmly pressed on the back of his hand.

The two of them were startled at the same time, stunned for a moment, but the next second, as if they were burned by coals, they suddenly withdrew their hands, and their faces were a little overwhelmed.

Rui Xue is a modern person in the end, although she has never been in love, but she is much more generous than ancient women, and she quickly came back to her senses, quickly accepted the form, and threw down a sentence, "I'm going to cook!" So he ran into the stove and burned the form as a fire.

After steaming the rice, cutting potatoes and stewing kidney beans, and putting it on the table, Zhao Fengnian seemed to have forgotten what happened just now, and he didn't mention half a word, and naturally he didn't ask Rui Xue where he learned this accounting method, which made Rui Xue secretly happy.

In the afternoon, Ruixue was busy dividing the stove in half, cleaning it up, and putting the wooden utensils in place. After dinner, I soaked two handfuls of soybeans in a small wooden barrel and carefully placed them on the stove, for fear that there would be rats at night, and covered them with a wooden lid.

I saw the moon climb into the air, and it was reflected in the grass and trees in the yard, as clear as day. Rui Xue circled under the osmanthus tree a few times, and finally stomped her feet and whispered to herself, "You are still a modern woman, but you just accidentally touched a small hand, and it is not a big deal, what is there to be nervous about." Go to bed! I have something to do tomorrow. ”

Although she said this, she still circled twice, and when the oil lamp in the house went out, she quickly fetched water and washed her hands and face, and then entered the house, took off her coat by the moonlight outside, and quietly lay on her side outside the bed.

Listening to the man's steady and long breathing, her heartbeat slowly calmed down, and she gradually fell asleep...

The wind was gentle, the morning light was faint, and the sky was just white, Ruixue got up, dressed and washed, walked into the stove, and saw the white and fat beans soaked in the wooden barrel, and couldn't help but smile and squint.

She picked up the small stone mill that had been cleaned and cleaned, and placed it in the large clay pot, while adding water and beans to the grinding hole, she held the handle and quickly turned the grinding plate, and the white beans flowed out of the edge of the grinding plate and fell into the clay pot.

Soon the beans were all ground and a scoop of water was added to remove the residue left in the grinding disc.

Before soaking the beans, it was estimated that they weighed two catties, so Rui Xue added about twenty catties of water to the clay pot according to the ratio of ten to one, and after stirring thoroughly, she picked up the white linen net pocket that had been prepared long ago and put it on top of the small iron pot, scooped the slurry juice and poured it in, filtering out the rough bean dregs.

Put firewood under the stove, boil the soybean milk in the pot over high heat, keep boiling for a few minutes, and when the pulp flowers fall, lift the water mixed with fine stone powder high, pour it evenly into the pot, stir it a few times, and soon the soybean milk will condense into wisps of flocculents, and finally form a cloud-like flake.

Rui Xue happily took the small wooden barrel with fine holes in the bottom and wall of the barrel, scooped the "clouds" and the pale green juice into it, and then covered the lid of the bucket and put it in the clay pot to slowly control the water.

Brush the small iron pot clean, put a spoonful of vegetable oil, throw in more than a dozen peppercorns and two petals of star anise and stir-fry until fragrant, then fry the minced meat and green onion and ginger until it changes color and pour a spoonful of soy sauce, stir-fry a few times, add half a spoon of Shao wine, pour in a large bowl of water, boil over high heat, and then put in the mushrooms that have been soaked and washed and cut into fine dices, after boiling again, knock open an egg and stir it well, and finally half a bowl of wet starch washed out of the potatoes, stir it quickly with a spoon, and then put it all into the big bowl.

The dough on the noodle case last night has been round and fat, add a small pinch of soda, knead it smoothly, knead it into thin strips, cut it into small dough of the same size, press it into a half-inch thick round cake, and poke a few rows of small holes horizontally and vertically.

The iron pan was thinly smeared with a layer of vegetable oil, and slowly fried over low heat, and finally the dough rose up, and both sides became golden brown, and the simplest fire was baked.

Rui Xue heard a noise in the yard, and when she looked around, it was Zhao Fengnian who was fetching water to wash, she hurriedly found a clean fine porcelain bowl, uncovered the small wooden barrel, and the excess water had seeped out, leaving only a small half of the white and tender tofu brain, which was very gratifying.

A flat spoon made of thin bamboo slices, sliced the tofu brains layer by layer, put them into two blue and white porcelain bowls, poured brown marinade, picked up four small fires and put them on a plate, and put them on a square plate together and brought them into the house.

Zhao Fengnian was tidying up his clothes, and when he saw her walk in with an indescribable aroma, he guessed that she had made delicious food again, so he sat down at the table curiously and carefully looked at the white and tender things in the big bowl.

Rui Xue took the spoon and put it in his bowl, and said with a smile, "This is my new food made with cow beans, shopkeeper, how about you taste it?" ”

When Zhao Fengnian heard this, he groaned slightly, frowned and nodded, gently scooped half a spoonful and sent it into his mouth, and immediately felt that there was a soft and tender thing like egg custard between his mouth and tongue, but it was different from the taste of egg custard, it was more smooth, mixed with the fragrant soup, and slid down his throat all the way, it was really delicious.

Ruixue looked at the corners of his eyebrows, which were wet with the heat rising from the bowl, raised slightly, and grinned happily.

In these days, she has carefully observed her nominal husband, although he does not like to talk much, and his temperament is also a little twisted, but if you feel his temper, you will find that he is still a very good person, for example, he is not picky about clothes, but whether it is dirty or clean, it must be folded neatly, and it cannot be placed indiscriminately; He usually doesn't say much, but when he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will definitely ask to the end until he understands it; There is also this food, whether it is good or bad, every meal is generally eaten, but when you eat something that suits the taste, the corners of your eyes and eyebrows will be slightly raised.

Zhao Fengnian ate the tofu brain in the small bowl, looked up at Rui Xue, who was full of joy, and said lightly, "It tastes good." ”

"Then the shopkeeper will eat half a bowl." Rui Xue hurriedly went to serve him half a bowl again, mixed the soup and brought it back, and pushed the fire in front of him, "This is also my newly made dim sum, which is eaten with tofu brain." ”

Zhao Fengnian picked up a fire, tore off half of it, chewed it twice, and asked, "Are you going to go to the dock to sell these two foods?" ”

"Yes, you say it's delicious, and others will definitely think it tastes good."

"How much are you going to sell?"

"I just calculated, a fire with a bowl of tofu brain, just the cost of three wen, I am going to add one penny, sell four wen, I heard Zhang's sister-in-law say, those laborers at the wharf, can earn sixty or seventy wen a day, take out four wen for a meal, should be able to be willing."

Zhao Fengnian swallowed the last mouthful of fire, drank half a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, and then said, "Those laborers are not the amount of food that I can eat with such a fire." After saying that, he got up, took books and other things and walked out of the house.

Rui Xue exclaimed and slapped her head hard, "It's really stupid, why did you forget to think about the amount of food." She reached out to get the pen and ink on the table, and thought it was troublesome to grind the ink, so she ran to the yard and took a dead branch on the ground to write and draw, "The cost of fire is too high, so I use the bread noodles and fine noodles to mix to make two noodles of steamed buns, fine noodles are twenty-five wen a catty, eight wen of grain noodles, half to half, can produce fifteen two taels of big steamed buns, one cost is more than two wen, how can the laborer eat two, plus tofu brain, the cost is six wen, too high." ”