When He Xianjin filled in the last number, he looked up and saw Haozi still calculating with chips.
Twenty small sticks formed a strange formation, pointing their swords at He Xianjin, the arrogant monster.
Unfortunately, Mr. Haozi is not one of those talented people who only has millet and rifle.
He Xianjin silently turned his head away and nodded gently to Qu Erniang, "Second Aunt, I'm done."
Qu Erniang presented He Xianjin's account book to Old Madam Qu.
Madam Qu glanced at it and said in a calm tone, "Mr. Nian, you don't have to count it."
The mouse looked up in fear.
Madam Qu slowly closed the account book, "Jin Jie'er has finished the calculations. It's three months, and everything is correct."
Sun exclaimed.
"She...she didn't use counting sticks! She didn't use drum beads either!" Mr. Mouse didn't want to believe it. "How did she figure it out? Impossible!"
It’s the multiplication table!
It was the multiplication table that defeated your little stick!
He Xianjin silently added the hot-blooded Japanese anime bgm in his heart.
"I did some math here." He Xianjin pointed to his head calmly, "The invisible form is the great form, and the inaction is the great action. Follow nature and accept nature. Mr. Nian lost because he was too deliberate."
She gave herself full marks for pretending to be so awesome.
In fact, some victories are unfair.
People of this generation had not experienced the brutal beatings during the nine-year compulsory education, so they naturally did not understand the principle of "he who masters mathematics, physics and chemistry will rule the world" and the fact that arithmetic dominated the Chinese people for eighteen years!
If you want to take advanced mathematics and linear algebra courses in college, you need to add another four years.
No matter what the process was, the result was that she won.
Madam Qu asked Sun to go back first, leaving Xianjin alone. She looked at her with a look of scrutiny and consideration, "...your mother often stayed in Yiyuan when she was alive, and rarely went out. I don't know much about her."
He Xianjin lowered his head and did not explain.
Some people are born with the ability to do arithmetic and accounting.
She couldn't explain why she did that, so she just kept silent.
Madam Qu thought for a moment before He Xianjin spoke, "...Life is so difficult for women. If you are not happy with your age, I will find you another home and wait until your mourning period is over before making plans. You only saw me leading the Chen family forward step by step, but you didn't see how hard it was for me to mediate with the stewards, flatter the government, and calculate with the buyers..."
"Madam, I suggest you increase the tax by 20% this year."
He Xianjin suddenly spoke, interrupting Madam Qu's words.
Madam Qu frowned and said, "Hmm?"
He Xianjin spoke slowly, "According to the account book just now, the purchase price of mulberry bark was 300 wen per 10 jin three times, 500 wen per 10 jin four times, and 750 wen per 10 jin eight times. In the same region, the same season, and the same buyer, the price fluctuation should not exceed 50%."
Controlling costs is the most common means of tax avoidance.
When He Xianjin said this, Madam Qu narrowed her eyes and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
He Xianjin smiled, diluting his usual delicate and cold temperament, "Taxes are more ferocious than tigers. Doing business naturally has its own tricks and ways - it's just that this year is different from previous years."
"In previous years, when Lord Chen was still serving as an official in Sichuan, officials kept a line between them. Our family is one of the government's 'own people'."
"This year, Lord Chen passed away at a young age. We have no idea who those people in the officialdom will become 'their own'."
"I don't know if someone will dig up the past and use it as evidence - I think it's better for us to sacrifice small gains for the sake of big things."
Pay 20% tax.
Officials who want to achieve performance goals can do so, and those who want to enrich themselves can do so. As long as others are ignored and don't investigate me, that's enough.
He Xianjin smiled again, bowed and said, "I am a lonely and helpless person. Apart from the food that the Chen family gives me, I have no other way to make a living. I will always be grateful to the Chen family, you, and Third Master, and I will never forget them."
Mr. Haozi said something very right.
Not everyone can be an accountant.
Either be a confidant, a direct descendant, or go to jail and be the scapegoat.
She is a widower, who can she rely on except the Chen family?
Madam Qu's eyes changed three times when she looked at He Xianjin in just a few moments. After a long pause, she spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Your Third Master is going to Jing County to take up his post today and is in need of an accountant. Are you willing to go?"
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