Chapter 133: The little ruffian has a set
There are not many questions, just four questions and answers and some tables, the first question is to answer the methods and requirements of bookkeeping, and it is required to write down in detail.
Bookkeeping will be, isn't it just how much money is in today, how much is out tomorrow, how much money is left, and what are the requirements?
The second question is the preparation of the statement, what is the statement, they have not seen it, how to prepare it, and what is the balance sheet......
The third question is even more outrageous, managing funds, they all know that money is money, but what is a check, is it also money?
The last question is to assist in auditing, what is auditing, but also to assist the audit work of the village, including providing information such as accounts and statements, so that the auditors can audit the financial situation of the village.
Wang Xiangyang was disappointed, but he always had to fill in something when he came, Li Huan was also reading the exam papers, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became, what kind of questions are these, why can't he do a single question.
glanced at Chen Weidang, fortunately he had the foresight to invite the old village chief, the old village chief has been the village chief for so many years, these things must be understood.
Sure enough, when Chen Weidang put the exam papers up and reviewed them again, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, what kind of answer is this, it can make him angry.
Wang Xiangyang's examination papers, the requirements of bookkeeping, can only be remembered more, not less, compile reports, go to the mountains to find some jute, let the old ladies weave into ropes, and then make them into newspapers and watches.
Wang Xiang took the party's examination papers, managed the funds, put the money in his pocket, asked his mother to sew it up with a needle, assisted in the audit, had more children, and became a glorious mother.
It's a little better for his son Da Mao to get closer, but it's also the bull's head that doesn't match the horse's mouth, so he was angry and tore the exam paper to pieces.
"Old village chief, if you don't do this job, it's just that the monthly salary is a little less, just twenty-four yuan, and some tickets."
Li Huan really didn't deliberately raise his salary, he was sticking a knife in the old village chief's heart, but he had to mention it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to continue.
"Little ruffian, I don't know what your salary is, I just started as the village head, one yuan a month, and then it slowly rose, and it only rose to seventy-two yuan, but all this money ......"
"Old village chief, I don't care about this, don't talk about it, now our common goal is to get Xiangyang Village up."
Chen Weidang nodded, he had never done accounting, but he was familiar with it, and he had to take a stack of reports to the commune every month to report.
"Li Huan, there is another problem, I was removed in disguise, and the above did not agree with me to be an accountant."
"Agreed, I've already said hello in advance, we don't have many people studying here, so no one else can do it except you."
Li Huan smiled, when he went to go through the formalities for the position of village head, he had already reported this problem, and recommended Chen to be an accountant for the party at that time, otherwise they would be in chaos in Xiangyang Village.
Although the leaders were not very willing, after all, they were the families of criminals, but Li Huan took out the document of severing relations between Chen Weimin and Chen Weimin, and considering the actual situation, he reluctantly agreed.
So, Chen Weidang, who had just lost his job, went to work again and became the accountant of Xiangyang Village, and when the news came out, Chen Weimin was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Li Huancai didn't care whether Chen Weimin was squirting blood or water, he sounded the gong and drum again, and the people in the village heard the gong and drum shaking the sky, and they all ran out excitedly with their rice bowls.
Li Huan looked at the rice bowls in the hands of the villagers, and forgot what he was going to do for a while, until Aunt Wang smiled and asked Li Huan why he called them out to come out.
"Now there is nearly a month before the spring ploughing, we can't waste time playing cards, wasting it on chattering, wasting it on sleeping, I want to set up a literacy class."
"Cut, literacy class, I'm not going."
"I'm not going either, how comfortable it is to sleep with my daughter-in-law in my arms on such a cold day."
"I don't want to go, but I can let the baby go."
Li Huan coughed twice, and the audience was immediately silent, they were worried that this guy would take out the civil engineering warehouse if he didn't agree with him, and if he got angry, it would really be fatal.
"Anyone who recognizes 100 words within a month will be rewarded with 1 pound of white noodles, 50 words, 1 pound of cornmeal, 25 words, and 1 pound of sorghum noodles."
"Second-rate, no, no, Village Chief Li, no, Huan cub, I'll go, I'll sign up."
"I'll go too, I'll sign up."
"Good girl, I like this village chief, the little ruffian has a set, and I will participate in it too."
Uncle Niu also raised his hand, and the dung ball glanced around, and when he saw that he had raised his hand, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand.
Isn't it just a hundred words, a pound of white noodles, the grain station will definitely not be able to buy it, and the black market has been sold for eight cents a pound, so the fool will not go.
"Huancub, who is the teacher, and is there any work for being a teacher?"
Aunt Wang asked, if there is a job, her family Xiangyang Xiangdang and Xianghua can recognize a few words, and they can teach everyone to recognize words.
"Jiang Guangrong, you bring a few educated youths as teachers, as long as one person knows 100 words, he will be rewarded with one pound of cornmeal, and if he knows 50 words, he will be rewarded with half a pound of cornmeal, and so on."
Jiang Guangrong's eyes showed a bright light, isn't it literacy, this is too easy, start teaching from one, two, three, ten numbers are ten words, plus the sun, moon and stars and their names, twenty-five words is not too easy.
"There are also those who have gone to elementary school, literacy, of course, literacy, of course, literacy, if you know how to read, you are not considered blind, don't play tricks for me when the time comes."
Li Huan looked at Wang Xiangyang and other people who had gone to school, these guys wanted to cheat their own food and dream.
The lifeless Xiangyang Village is lively, of course, to learn to read and write, of course, you need a blackboard, where they have a blackboard, they first use broken wooden boards to make the appearance of a blackboard, and then find a way to get some black paint.
Li Huan came to the commune again with the perfume flowers made by Cheng Qiao, Li Le and Li's mother, and the clerks of the commune, especially the female clerks, saw the lifelike and fragrant flowers, and they all liked it very much.
"Tell me, what do you want to do."
The person in charge of the clerk took a pack of cigarettes from Li Huan's hand with a smile and quickly put it in his pocket.
"I wanted to run a literacy class in the village, and I had two blackboards made, but I couldn't get the paint."
"Well, I'll give you a note, it's just this cigarette ......"
"If you want more, if you want more, you can get one or two, but you have to give me a week."
"Cheng, but I said it in advance, I don't have a cigarette ticket, you can take the money."
Li Huan took the five yuan in the clerk's hand without any pressure, this cigarette is two cents and eighty-one packs, five yuan is two, don't look at yourself as if you have lost, in fact, you definitely earned.