An Yuan'er heard a blatant questioning of her in his eyes and rising tone.
It's no wonder he questioned it; Yi Chenli taught An Yuan'er many things, but he never taught An Yuan'er how to do accounts.
Yi Chenli didn't care at all how much money An Yuan'er spent, as long as she was happy. He thought that keeping accounts was a tedious thing, so he felt that An Yuan'er didn't need to learn it.
However, Wan Fugui was naturally unaware that An Yuan'er was bad at accounting.
An Yuan'er crossed her arms: "What's wrong with me? You probably don't know, but I could read account books when I was three years old, and I was very sensitive to numbers when I was five. I did all the accounting at home. Even so, I still learn the basics of accounting from my master."
Guoguo knew An Yuan'er best. As she listened to her mistress boasting, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
The young lady's extravagant spending wasn't a one-off incident, but as for settling accounts, that was definitely out of the question.
However, as a good maid, one must always be able to work perfectly with the young lady.
Guoguo added, "Later, when Miss went to Chenyang Palace, the Sixth Prince heard that Miss had a talent for accounting, so he focused even more on cultivating her. Miss could remember everything she saw in the account books, and she was accurate and fast at calculating. Eunuch Li of Chenyang Palace praised our Miss for being good at managing money!"
Wan Fugui was stunned by the master and servant, and asked with some doubt, "Really?"
An Yuan'er nodded confidently without hesitation.
Before the competition even started, he had already won half the battle in terms of confidence, temporarily intimidating Wan Fugui.
The shopkeeper brought up a large stack of ledgers and placed two abacuses in the middle.
An Yuan'er glanced at it casually and said generously, "To be fair, you choose an abacus first, and then randomly select three ledgers. We'll start calculating at the same time, and whoever calculates most accurately and fastest will win."
Wan Fugui agreed with An Yuan'er's statement. He randomly picked three account books, took an abacus, and went to his seat.
What he didn't notice was that the ledgers he randomly selected were all marked with numbers, and Guoguo secretly wrote down the ledger numbers while he was taking them.
An Yuan'er took the abacus and three identical ledgers that Wan Fugui had left over.
The competition was hosted by the shop's master chef, one of the most honest people in the shop, whose presence added to the authenticity of the competition.
An Yuan'er and Wan Fugui each had an incense burner in front of them, with two sticks of incense of the same length lit on it at the same time. Whoever finished calculating first could extinguish the incense in front of them.
The speed is judged by the length of the incense stick, but the accuracy is determined by the master craftsman.
The two started at the same time. An Yuan'er took the ledger and quickly flipped through it from top to bottom, without stopping her abacus work as she did so.
Wan Fugui sat opposite An Yuan'er, watching her rapid movements, and was startled.
She thought to herself: Does she really have a photographic memory? She only glanced at the ledger, yet she was already calculating on the abacus at a speed that is almost beyond human capabilities.
Wan Fugui's mental pressure soared. He didn't want to lose, so he started calculating rapidly on the other side.
After he started calculating, An Yuan'er secretly raised her eyes to look at him.
Although Wan Fugui was impulsive, he was remarkably calm and experienced when it came to accounting. He calculated page by page carefully, meticulously recording the results after each page was tallied. Moreover, he was quite fast at calculating, his fingertips tracing beautiful arcs on the abacus.
An Yuan'er was just pretending; she wasn't really calculating. However, the way she used the abacus was quite convincing, and she was excellent at fooling people.
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