Zhu Ganglie stood there in a daze, not able to completely retract the programmed smile on his face.

Xianjin said sternly, "Let's go. Manager Zhu, you lead the way."

The tone of voice brooks no room for argument.

It fell straight down like a nail, intending to break Zhu Ganglie's little courage.

Mrs. Zhang had never seen such a tough Xianjin, and she unconsciously took a breath and held it.

Zhu Ganglie subconsciously wanted to laugh, but when he pulled the corners of his mouth, he realized that he was actually laughing. He couldn't laugh any wider, and his expression looked a little strange. "This... this is not easy to handle. The Third Master hasn't gone yet, is it appropriate for you to go?"

"Then go ask Master San if he wants to go with you?"

Xianjin turned around and walked towards the upper room.

“No, no, no!”

Zhu Ganglie quickly stopped Xianjin.

A thousand thoughts went through his mind, and he made a prompt decision, "Accountant He, if you want to go, then go... You are the accountant sent by the old boss, what is that equivalent to? It's equivalent to an imperial envoy! You want to look at the account book, isn't that your duty? Don't disturb the Third Master with such a small matter. The old man is not feeling well, let him rest - let him rest -"

Zhu Ganglie obviously gave in when he finished speaking.

Xian Jin glanced at him, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin, "Then let's go."

The tone is still very hard.

She had to be hard.

First, she is a woman; second, she is new here; third, her last name is not Chen.

If she showed any sign of weakness, she would be bullied immediately.

The shop is just around the corner from "Chen's House". Turn left after walking out of the door and walk about a hundred meters.

The shop is located in the middle of Shuixi Street, with its back against Tianhuang Creek. Under the arch bridge, black-sailed green boats lower their masts to pass through the bridge hole. The delivery shop next to "Chen Ji Paper Shop" is the station for delivering official documents. Opposite it are the Hubing stall and the medicine shop. There are crowds of people. I guess it must be a prosperous area in Jing County.

When Zhu Ganglie saw Xianjin stride into the shop, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his back and called the apprentice, "...Go and call your Sixth Master! Come to the shop!"

As soon as Zhu Ganglie entered the store, he saw Xian Jinjiao roughly measuring the floor tiles, and heard him mutter, "...The floor tiles are eighteen inches long and wide, with twelve tiles horizontally and nine and a half tiles vertically..."

Xianjin raised his head, "It's three feet square, the length is twenty-one feet, the width is seventeen feet, a total of more than forty square meters."

It’s just over 40 square meters.

Not very big.

Zhu Ganglie held back his trembling hands.

That’s fast!

How is it calculated?

It almost came out of my mouth!

Is this the speed of accounting? It would be better to calculate how long he has left to live!

Xianjin put his hands behind his back and looked around - there were more than 20 piles of paper scattered throughout the store, and the smell of grass and alkali was stronger than that of Madam Qu's Castor Hall. Several chests were placed in a corner without any order, and the doors of the chests were half-closed, which should be more valuable papers. On the chests were several auspicious beast-shaped double-eared incense burners, which were burning, and smoke was curling up.

Xianjin's eyes fell on the incense burner.

Zhu Ganglie stepped forward quickly, "...I bought these copper incense burners specially. They look elegant and beautiful in our store. If you like them, I'll buy you a new one. Oh no! I'll buy you a silver one! What do you think?"

Xianjin retracted his gaze, "Burning incense where the paper is placed, are you looking for death?"

Whenever a spark pops up, we'll have a bonfire party.

Others watch the party, they are the bonfire.

Zhu Ganglie was stunned for a moment, then said righteously, "That's right! I reminded the Sixth Master not to do these stupid things, but he insisted on doing it his own way, risking everything, and being arbitrary..."

Selling out teammates shows cleverness and alertness.

After being side-glanced by Xianjin, Zhu Ganglie stopped talking silently, stepped aside to make way, and introduced to Xianjin attentively, "...Inside is our Chen family's paper-making workshop, which is managed by Manager Li. His mother broke her leg in the field two days ago, so she took a three-day leave and will be back the day after tomorrow...Would you please come in and take a look?"

As he spoke, he kicked away the stool that was blocking the way in the hallway with disdain, and muttered, "Old Li doesn't keep things properly..." He smiled affectionately at Xianjin, "Old Li is a rough man, and making paper is a rough job. The profit of our workshop is not as good as that of the others. I secretly think that it may be because Old Li's papermaking skills are not good - whether the paper is good or not, the people who use it know. If the paper is good, how can the business be bad?"

Not only does he sell out his teammates, but he is also good at putting the blame on others behind their backs.

Old Li was just like his mother who fell in the field, but he was still sitting at home when the pot fell from the sky.

Xianjin waved his hand, "Let's check the accounts first. When Manager Li comes back, ask him to show Third Master the way."

Zhu Ganglie nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes! Let's do the real work first." Then he raised his hand and ordered the two servants to bring up the account books.

"Don't look at these."

Xianjin walked around the counter as if he was familiar with the place, bent down and tentatively touched two brand new notebooks from the second layer, one of which was recorded "Tax paid in the twelfth month of the thirteenth year of Zhaode" and the other was recorded "Expenditure in the twelfth month of the thirteenth year of Zhaode".

Xianjin took out a reed pen, raised the account book, and said meaningfully, "I'll look at the new account first, then settle the old one."

It is very common for businessmen to keep two sets of accounts.

Old Madam Qu is a shrewd person who has supported the Chen family for half of their lives. She could not find any problems with the accounts in Jing County, which shows that the accounts were well done - except for the poor profits, everything else was in place.

What Zhu Ganglie showed her must be the same set of accounts.

Even the old lady Qu, who is very experienced in her age, couldn’t see the cave. How could she do it in such a short time?

She is not blindly confident in herself.

It’s better to choose the recent account.

They didn't have time to cook the books for the past month.

You may not be able to get hold of any major evidence, but you can get a glimpse of the true situation of the store.

Zhu Ganglie's mind was racing and sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

Is there any deficit in the account for the twelfth month?

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