Chapter 99: Life Gate: I didn’t know I had such a role (Update 2)

“By the way, haven’t I joined the Ministry of Accounts now? I spend the whole day looking at account books and doing calculations. Those account books make my eyes hurt and my head dizzy.” Lu Zexu complained.

"Sister, how do you keep accounts and do the accounting? Are there any shortcuts?"

Sang Yian smiled, "I remember you just said that you have handed the accounting job to your fifth brother?"

Lu Zexu sighed, "That being said, I want to open shops all over the country in the future, and I still need to be able to read and calculate the accounts in the shop!"

After saying that, he muttered softly, "Fifth brother is easy to fool now, but who knows in the future? If he doesn't help me, it's not my job! It's better to start preparing now."

Lu Zexu got a headache when he thought of the accounts in the Ministry of Revenue.

"After all, it's still father's fault! Sister, tell me, how could he do this? I'm only 12 years old! He's letting me work now! Does he have no one else to use in the court? He's exploiting me like this!"

After saying this, he let out a groan in anger and ate half of an egg tart.

Ministry of Revenue, a national financial agency.

Sang Yian automatically converted, a 12-year-old junior high school student, entered the National Finance Bureau to work...

This father is really a piece of shit.

She looked at the little prince who was only as tall as her shoulders with pity, and then began to teach him Arabic numerals and modern tabular accounting methods.

The little parrot looked at the two heads beside the long table, one teaching seriously and the other listening seriously. A big question mark immediately appeared on its little head.

It even began to wonder if it had any other functions besides trading?

For example, a small learning classroom or something like that.

Otherwise, why did all previous hosts use it to trade supplies and make a lot of money in the simplest way, and this guy who is obsessed with running a small supermarket actually opened a teaching training class here!

As for the content of the training, it depends on the needs of the customers.

Last time it was a chemistry interest cultivation class, plus a small handicraft class, how to make soap.

This time it is a financial training class, plus a small handicraft class, how to make pencils. What

about next time?

What training class will it be next time?

The little parrot didn't know what to say. It felt that if it continued like this, its function would not only be cross-border transactions, but cross-border knowledge learning and exchange.

It's so damn outrageous!

But what can it do?

The host that you have chosen can only be pampered.

Who allowed it to have so many hosts? Only the one in front of it gave it enough freedom, allowing it to fly outside to relax, taste any food it wanted to eat, and take it to a farther place if there was a chance!

The little parrot lowered its head to taste the golden roasted and tender egg pie. Just go to class, it didn't violate the rules anyway.

Although Sang Yian had not studied accounting, she had studied statistics, and she knew the most basic and simplest table records.

Lu Zexu was really smart. Not only did he understand and master it after just one time, he could even draw inferences from one example.

This made Sang Yian, an amateur teacher, feel particularly accomplished when teaching.

When it was almost four o'clock, the roles of the two were reversed.

Sang Yian has been practicing running script recently. She wrote a few big characters and asked the little prince to give her some guidance.

After giving her guidance, the little prince immediately turned into a flattering machine, and just kept praising her.

"Sister, your handwriting seems to have improved a lot. If you practice for a while, your handwriting will be better than mine."

"You are the woman with the best handwriting I have ever seen! If you were in Daliang, you would definitely be a famous talent!"

"Sister, then keep practicing like this. In time, you will definitely become a famous calligrapher!"

Who can refuse such sincere flattery?

No! Yes! No one!

Sang Yian, who originally wrote two big characters every day, felt that she could write more!

She had two masters to teach her, and she was diligent and hardworking, so her progress was naturally rapid.

At five o'clock in the morning, the gate of life closed on time.

Lu Zexu returned to the bedroom with various snacks prepared by Sang Yian and all the remaining pencils in the supermarket.

When he arrived at the bedroom, he found that this time was a little different from the past.

In the past, the things he bought from the supermarket would be brought back to the bedroom with him, and he had to sort them out by himself and then put them in the warehouse.

But this time, they were directly stored in the warehouse, which was the warehouse where he stored silk, saving him time. He only had to concentrate on memorizing all the knowledge he had just learned.

The table is really easy to use, and with the pencils, he can try to do it himself.

Although he has a lot of inventory and bought some more from the small supermarket this time, these pencils will run out one day.

Moreover, he has a bigger wish that he wants to realize.

However, all this can only be done after he learns to make pencils.

————Modern Times————

At five o'clock in the morning, Sang Yian was still excited.

The little prince sent so many boxes, she had to see what materials were there.

She kept all the ones she liked and put them in the warehouse, and sold the rest in batches and limited quantities to maximize the flow of customers to the small supermarket.

As long as there are many customers, they will always buy a bottle of water to quench their thirst after shopping, right?

For the business of the small supermarket, Sang Yian is also worried about it.

Unboxing is like opening a blind box. There are eight pieces of silk in a box, and each box has the same pattern.

But even so, there are a full 20 boxes here!

20 patterns!

A total of 160 pieces!

At this moment, Sang Yian felt that she was the richest person!

With so many silks, she didn't need to choose carefully. She could just keep one piece of each pattern and let Chen Yi make clothes for her. Since she could make cheongsams so beautifully, she would surely be able to make other clothes as well!

After making her selection, Sang Yian went to the beauty couch to catch up on her sleep.

There was no other way, as the living room on the second floor of the supermarket had already begun to be redecorated, still based on the design by Xu Shuai, and the style was the same as the new decoration on the first floor. She could only make do on the beauty couch.

Before falling asleep, Sang Yian always felt as if she had forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember it for a moment.

In the end, she was too sleepy, so she just fell asleep.

While Sang Yian was resting, the little parrot had already started its work very skillfully.

The small supermarket needs to be open, so the boxes naturally cannot be placed here randomly. The little parrot piled all the wooden boxes at the door of the back door of the supermarket.

After going out of the back door and across a road is the large warehouse of the small supermarket. The little parrot is helpless at this distance and needs to rely on Sang Yian.

The rest is the cleaning and restocking work it is used to.

Although these can be done with one button.

However, looking at the clean and tidy small supermarket, the little parrot still feels a sense of accomplishment.

It is really a capable little parrot!

Proud!

Today's big meal is secured!

Yes, the little parrot is now a multi-functional employee in the store with free food and accommodation, but no salary.

It looked at the time, and the roller shutter door of the supermarket was knocked, and the little parrot immediately pressed the button to open the door.

Saw the familiar delivery boy in blue clothes.

Seeing a small emerald green parrot, the delivery boy was still a little dazed, and habitually said, "Your takeaway."

The little parrot was even more familiar with this process, flapping its wings, "Just put it on the cashier."

Delivery boy: "..."

Are all parrots so smart nowadays?

When he put the takeaway away and walked out of the supermarket, the little parrot skillfully pressed the roller shutter door, and the supermarket closed again.

Looking at the steamed buns, cakes, and salted duck eggs, the little parrot was very satisfied.

While eating breakfast, he sighed.

Sure enough, Sangsang was right, the food obtained by labor tastes even more delicious!

If Sang Yian heard it, he would definitely smile and suggest: So, you still have to work harder!