The speed of time in the ruins is only one-third of that outside, and one hour of napping can be extended to three hours. Therefore, Feng Qianyan chose to look at these account books in the spirit ruins.

The account books of the dim sum shop are less than those of the restaurant, but the wind is also a month.

While doing the accounts, I used charcoal to sketch on the old account books, and the doubts in my heart became bigger and bigger.

An hour later in the ruins, January's ledger was sorted out. There are about 50 account books in total, and the accounts recorded on them are clearly recorded in the two new account books, and each stroke and item is clear at a glance.

Feng Qianyan checked the final total amount and couldn't help but be startled. The net profit made by himself by modern methods was more than 700,000 taels of silver less than that in the old account books. In other words, in just one month, 700,000 taels of silver were received in a false amount! Three words flashed in Feng Yanyan's mind: "money laundering"!

Xiao Yuchen This is a part of the income of Xingchen Tower, and through Hongshengzhai's accounts, it has become King Chen's money openly! No wonder when he asked to see the account books, Li Zhuo looked embarrassed. It turns out that there is a cat in this account book, and I am afraid that I will find out! However, normally speaking, isn't it all about transferring property to the secret? What kind of song is Xiao Yuchen singing when he does this?

Feng Qianyan couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he simply didn't want to think about it, and continued to sort out the rest of the account books.

After about an hour and a half outside, Feng Qianyan was busy in the spirit ruins for more than four hours, and finally re-recorded all the account books. More than 200 books of account were replaced, and in their place were eight new books. He stretched and moved his neck. Feng Qianyan put all the account books into the spiritual ring, and then stood up and walked to the wooden frame in the small courtyard.

Since several wooden shelves were dismantled in the Luojia Mountains before, in addition to the wooden shelves, there were also many storage bags on the ground on the side. Feng Qian Yan rummaged through the storage bag of daily necessities and found a small crockpot to come out. He put two handfuls of spiritual rice in it, filled it with spiritual spring water, and walked into the alchemy room with it.

Xiao Jiu fell asleep, and Yinzi opened his eyes smartly and "squeaked" twice.

"It's okay, you can continue to cultivate. Feng Qianyan walked to the Shenlong Ding, lifted the lid, and put the crockpot inside. Then cover the lid and light a small cluster of spiritual fire at the bottom.

Yinzi tilted his little head and looked at his master's movements curiously: What is the master going to do? Alchemy......?

"Okay, don't look at it!" Feng Qianyan squatted down and patted Yinzi's head, "I'm out!"

called Cui'er in, freshened up, changed her dress, and went to Min Qing. In the morning, when I entered the palace to thank her, I guess my mother must be worried.

Sure enough, as soon as Min Qing saw the wind entering the door, she asked nervously. Feng Qianyan did not mention the farce of the Queen Mother's illness, only said that the Queen Mother was very happy, and asked the emperor for the title and fief of the county lord for herself.

Min Qing listened, and then she was relieved. Holding the little hand of the wind with one hand, and combing the broken hair on the forehead of his daughter with the other, his eyes were full of joy and relief: "Mother knows that our Yan Yan is so well-behaved and cute, the Queen Mother, I will definitely not embarrass you." ”

"That's natural! Don't look at whose daughter I am!" Feng smiled and patted his mother's "fart": "The imperial grandmother likes her mother so much, she will definitely 'love the house and Wu' for her daughter!"