Accountant of Tang Dynasty, starting to liquidate the family property.

Zhao Jun said excitedly:"Young master, if anyone dares to tell me in the future that you don't know how to settle accounts, I, Zhao Jun, will be the first to refuse. You are a god."……"

Qin Song smiled and said:"It's very simple. If you calculate the account back, you will find that there are exactly two extra transactions, one is 277 and the other is 10 yuan. Take a look, isn't it right? Haha"

"Young Master, how do you settle this account in the future? Do you mean to use the total amount of money and then reduce it bit by bit? I tried, but it's not allowed. Qin

Song said with a smile:"That's because you made false accounts and wanted to add a little bit in every place. In the end, you added too many places and you even forgot about it."……"

Zhao Jun's face turned red and he nodded for a long time:"Yes, the young master's guess was good. At that time, my mother was ill and had no money for treatment, so she was moved. Now that I think about it, luckily she didn't move."

He patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder:"Zhao Jun Brother, there is ashes at the bottom of everyone's pot. The Buddha was tempted by the gold and couldn't take it away. He wanted to rub it on his body, let alone a mortal.

Keeping one's heart is the most rare thing, but those who keep one's heart will eat well. , sleep soundly. How is the old lady at home?"

"Thanks to my young master’s family, I managed to survive. When my mother heard that I had not tampered with the account, she happily ate a full bowl of rice. This looks good. Qin

Song stretched out his thumb and said with a smile:"The old lady is like Mother Meng. Housekeeper, go back and send five guans of money to shopkeeper Zhao's family to thank her for raising such a good son to help the Qin family." From now on during the holidays, shopkeeper Zhao will send out two red envelopes! Uncle Fu nodded happily:"Okay, okay, the young master said it."

Zhao Jun shouted with tears in his eyes and bowed his hands in salute:"Thank you so much, my young master!" Thank you Shaodong! Qin

Song helped her up and said with a smile:"Our two families help each other. Friendship is more valuable than gold. My son wants to be filial but his relatives are not here. Brother Zhao, please spend more time with your old mother."

Brother, I’ve made my parents so angry right now, and I’m also regretting it. Sigh~ It’s not easy for my dad to build such a big family business.

After generations of hard work, I don’t want to live anymore if I encounter a son like me. Brother Zhao, let's work together to take good care of our parents and make everyone in the family happy, okay?"

What he said was sincere. Zhao Jun wiped away his tears and nodded:"Zhao Jun will remember the righteousness of the young master's family. From now on, if I dare to take a penny from the master's family, I will twist off my head and give it to the young master's family. Qin

Song smiled and said:"I'm serious, I'm serious. We are all seeking money. What do you want with your head? Sit down!""

The shopkeepers on the left and right looked at Qin Song and couldn't help but give a thumbs up in their hearts. Different people are treated differently. He is only a teenager, and he is just having fun. This is not a person who doesn't know how to settle accounts.

Reply When they got to their seats, Xiao Chan handed over a book of accounts, Qin Song flipped through it and said,"Who is Blacksmith Li and Shopkeeper Li?

The big man just stood up and clasped his fists:"Tiejiang Li has met the young master's family." Qin

Song said with a smile:"So you are Tiejiang Li. As expected, you are tall and strong, with a strong back and a strong back. I am afraid you are the material to be a general." It's a pity to be a blacksmith"

"Back at my young master’s house, I don’t know much about boxing or kicking, but blacksmithing is my specialty. I don’t know what’s wrong with my account books? Qin

Song took the account book and flipped through it:"First question, you are a blacksmith, why is your account book so clean?""

"I always wrap it in cloth"

"How do you keep accounts?"

"I don’t take credit, I can’t remember it. If someone gives me money, I will remember it. If I don’t give money, I don’t make iron, and I don’t keep accounts."

"Then why don't you consolidate the accounts?"

"I can't! These numbers were all taught by my old boss. It took me a month to remember them. I am stupid. I dare not settle accounts for fear of making a mistake. Qin

Song laughed loudly:"Your account book is the thinnest. One account can be used for ten years. Your business is not good. When you turn around, I will make a lot of money for you." Don't worry, follow me and I will never let you suffer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant replied:"Master, I have brought it to you and found it in the gambling house."

"Have you signed and deposited it?"

"Both father and son signed and stamped it."

"Put it in the middle of the lobby and hit!"

It is natural for the master of the house to beat his slaves. Not to mention cheating, as long as the deed of sale is in hand, he can be beaten to death. It's not a big deal. Chang'an can at most fine him some copper coins and put them outside in the countryside. He won't even be beaten to death. Dare to let it go.

Qin Song actually doesn't like these rules. After all, human life is still very precious in his eyes. However, this is the Tang Dynasty, a class-based society, and it is natural for the weak to prey on the strong.

Tie the person up, take off his shirt, and find A bench came over and pressed upward. The stick was swung straight up.

Bang~

"Ah~"

A scream frightened many shopkeepers and quickly stood up, watching the sticks as thick as their wrists hit the father and son hard. The intuitive shock made their legs weak.

Qin Song was also upset when he saw it, but There was no choice but to flip through the account books page by page to hide the unbearable feeling in her heart.

Xiaochan ran away before she was beaten. After all, it was very inconvenient for a girl to be present.

All the shopkeepers were watching, and from time to time He looked at Qin Song and saw that Qin Song was flipping through the account book and seemed unmoved. He was so young and had such a temperament. Is this Qin Fugui's son? Let alone Lu's bastard fathered by someone outside. So damn cruel

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