Happy Marriage

Xue Xiuliang's turmoil soon subsided, and the publicity was not lively.

Chang Jing was sold by the official to the land of Youyan. Fortunately, it was not a very bitter and cold place. It was just a government sale, and it was impossible to escape the slave status in her life.

When she was leaving, An Sheng went to see her off, and she was not so sad.

For Chang Jing, the capital always had a nightmare, which made her feel emotional from time to time and could never get out.

It's good to leave the capital, no matter how prosperous the capital is, it doesn't belong to her. In another place, no one knows his past, and he can start over.

Therefore, Chang Jing is quite grateful to An Sheng. After all, An Sheng gave her another chance to live.

An Sheng sent Chang Jing away and fell back into new troubles.

An Sheng thought it was very easy to get the shop from Xue Zhao, and leave it to the shopkeeper Lu recommended by Guan Hetian to take care of it, and he only needs to be responsible for collecting the profits.

She even dreamed that the flowing silver would flow through the bank, exchange it for brand-new silver notes, and fly it into her purse.

But in practice, it's definitely not that simple.

No matter how smart she is, she is just a little girl who doesn't know the world, and she doesn't know anything about doing business. How can she know the way?

Since taking over, there have been constant provocations and troubles in the store, and even trivial matters will not be tolerated. If there is trouble, you must see the store owner, otherwise he will not give up.

This has rarely happened before.

An Sheng understood that most of this was the unwilling Xue Shih behind the scenes, just to force himself to come forward.

But she is helpless. As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snake, not to mention that she has no one to rely on.

Those troubled people ran to the teahouse, one person occupied a table, ordered a large bowl of tea with the cheapest price, a copper plate and a bowl, and sat with the door open in the morning until the closing time. The two shouted and turned around in circles. If there is a slight criticism, they will be angry.

Reporters are useless. They pretend to be customers, and there is no reason for the government to intervene.

Those shopkeepers all complained. If things go on like this, the business will close sooner or later.

An Sheng was helpless and had to invite Guan Hetian to come forward. There were fewer people causing trouble, but the miscellaneous and trivial things in the store continued to come one after another.

Shopkeeper Lu couldn't do many things, and she needed to ask her to decide, which made her inevitably overwhelmed and overwhelmed, and pushed the shopkeeper Lu to decide.

At the end of this month, when the shopkeeper handed over the account book to her, she was immediately dumbfounded.

Those dense numbers, like a swarm of flies dancing around, made her brain scream.

The shopkeeper Lu was still talking to her about the situation in each store. This one lost, that one made a profit. The little shopkeeper in this shop was afraid that he had done something wrong. She heard one head and two big, and the whole person felt uncomfortable All right.

She understands that even if she wants to be a hands-off shopkeeper, she still needs to know the accounts in the various shops. Otherwise, one day, the loss will be lost.

She forced her composure in front of Shopkeeper Lu, and pretended to check the ledger, and then sighed helplessly: "I can't check this ledger for a while, why don't I go back and check it carefully before making a decision."

Shopkeeper Lu nodded, shoved the heavy ledger into her arms, and warned him a couple more times.

An Sheng moved those account books into the medicine hut with a sullen face. He was so tired that he was out of breath and went limp.

Qianzhou squinted at her: "What's the matter? What is this?"

An Sheng crouched on top of the ledger and grumbled feebly, "It's all ledger!"

Qianzhou approached curiously: "Have you made a fortune?"

"Make a fart fortune!" She couldn't help but swear: "I'm afraid the coins won't be as high as these account books."

Qianzhou smiled "hehe": "Can you still make a loss?"

An Sheng looked down: "Why is it impossible? Some shops are rented out directly, and they have a fixed income, but some shops that are operated by themselves have not been very smooth this month, so they have lost money. The crux of the problem is, I'm the behind-the-scenes shopkeeper, and I can't go to the store to check the situation in person, and I can't understand the account book, whether it's a loss or a loss, and I don't know whether it's true or false?"

Qianzhou touched his chin: "I will show you a clear path, how can you thank me?"

An Sheng lifted his eyelids and snorted softly: "Just you? Master said that what you do is not good, and what you eat is not left. Do you understand this business?"

Qianzhou pouted his lips disdainfully: "You are also called doing business? In my Qianzhou's eyes, it is not even a business."

"Blow hard." An Sheng rolled his eyes in frustration.

"I'm afraid you won't be convinced if I don't let you see my real kung fu. You wait."

Qian Zhou said, turned around and went out. After a while, he came back with an abacus made of huanghuali wood in his hand. Sitting forward carelessly, he stretched out his hand towards An Sheng: "Give me an account book."

An Sheng sat up immediately when he saw that he was presentable.

Qianzhou opened an account book, glanced at the number, and without looking at the abacus, his fingers flew down, making a "crackling" sound.

An Sheng immediately adored him, with a star in his eyes.

Qianzhou proudly pointed to the account book: "This shopkeeper is very cunning, this account is wrong here, and five hundred taels of silver are concealed."

An Sheng exclaimed and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Qianzhou, you are so amazing that you can't even hide it."

"What's this?" Qianzhou said dismissively: "I'll be your accountant, and I'll reconcile it for you. You've done the work for me, and will you make fish for me at night?"

An Sheng jumped up joyfully: "Deal, deal! I'll make sauerkraut fish for you to eat at night!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Nanxian stepped into the door: "What are you doing, it's so lively?"

When Qian Zhou, who was still arrogant just now, saw Leng Nanxian, he immediately pulled down his raised tail: "No, it's nothing."

An Sheng is still very excited: "Qianzhou is going to plan a fight, so good."

Leng Nanxian glanced at the abacus in Qianzhou's hand, and smiled slightly: "It's surprising that you are so ignorant of the little tricks of carving insects."

An Sheng did not agree with Leng Nanxian's belittling in the slightest, and laughed hard: "In the future, Qianzhou will be the accountant I hired."

Leng Nanxian glanced at the account book under her hand, picked up one, and glanced at it: "This is a fake account."

Just throw it aside.

Picked up another copy and flipped through it: "This account is obviously inconsistent with the account, there is something tricky in it."

An Sheng rolled his eyes.

Leng Nanxian continued to flip through the pages, and disdainfully threw down the books and divided them into four piles.

An Sheng was speechless in surprise.

One glance and ten lines, it seems that they are just watching flowers, but they all come to a conclusion.

At the end, Leng Nanxian raised his head and asked An Sheng, "Is this a shop under your name?"

An Sheng nodded stupidly: "Yes."

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly: "These people are afraid that they are full of their own pockets on weekdays, and they are getting more and more courageous. They don't know the details of the new owner, yet they dare to cheat openly."

An Sheng began to stammer when he spoke: "Just look at the account book to know?"

"I know half of it, there must be many other problems in the store. Therefore, after this month, your stores will either lose money, or make little profit." Leng Nanxian said lightly.

"It shouldn't be," An Sheng scratched his head. "My family's daily expenses are all the profits from these shops. If there is such a loss, why would the Xue family spend all this energy? It's better to rent them all out."

"So, there are some people inside who are rich in their own pockets. Probably they have never seen their boss before, and they think they must be a layman, so they united and made such fake accounts to fool you."

An Sheng was instantly filled with righteous indignation: "I actually lied to me! I'll settle the account with them!"

He stood up and sat down again dejectedly: "Wouldn't that reveal my identity?"

Qianzhou smiled "hehe": "Don't worry, isn't this my son here? This is the bright road I just said."

An Sheng looked at Leng Nanxian suspiciously.

Leng Nanxian cleared his throat and pointed to the account books on the table: "There are no problems with these account books, the store is also profitable, and the shopkeeper can continue to hire; these account books are not profitable, it must be because of a drawback in the operation, and the shopkeeper needs to change the way of operation; these There are errors in the account books, and they can be treated differently; and these two account books are purely fake accounts that have been deceived and deceived, and this person can no longer use them."

An Sheng couldn't close his mouth in surprise: "Master, you just glanced at it and didn't use the abacus to calculate, how do you know what's wrong?"

Qianzhou said proudly: "My son's mental arithmetic is much faster than abacus."

Leng Nanxian glared at him with fake dissatisfaction: "Speak up!"

Qianzhou stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

An Sheng was envious and a little annoyed: "Then what should I do? I don't know anything about this. All the business is left to others.

Leng Nanxian just pondered for a while, and teased: "You are such a stupid brain, you can spend money, but it is impossible to make money. Otherwise, you can hand over all the shops to me, and I will assign someone to help you run them."

An Sheng suddenly had hope in his heart: "Does Master also know how to do business?"

Leng Nanxian nodded lightly: "Just a little bit."

Qianzhou couldn't help but interrupt again: "My son started learning to do business when he was three years old, this is just a piece of cake."

An Sheng couldn't help but exclaimed.

Leng Nanxian didn't reprimand Qianzhou this time, but hooked his lips slightly proudly: "I will send someone to rectify for a period of time, there may not be any obvious profit in the short term, but after a month, I will guarantee your daily progress. Doujin."

"real?"

It is easy for An Sheng to be content, not to mention the daily income, as long as she can make an income every month, she is already content.

Now that I hand over this hot potato, I don't have to worry about it, I am naturally happy and relaxed, and I can't help but be excited.

"If it's really like what the master said, we can divide the monthly profit into three or seven!"

Leng Nanxian snorted coldly from the end of his nose with disdain: "Forget it, you should keep these silver taels to save your dowry. Don't take a little more dowry, I'm afraid you won't be able to get married."

An Sheng wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction: "There are too many people who want to marry me."

Leng Nanxian stopped attacking her, and picked up the account books on the table: "It's the twelfth lunar month, and it's the peak business season, so we must hurry up. I'll help you beat these shopkeepers and let them eat what they used to eat. It's all spit out."

An Sheng swept away Shicai's depression and stepped forward diligently: "Then I will give Master a delicious treat."

Leng Nanxian was slightly amused, took the ledger to the study, flipped through it again, and corrected it with a red pen. Then he repaired a book and ordered Qianzhou to go out.