Chapter 330 I don't gossip again
Forget it.
Ning Suchan didn't want to scold her.
Her eyes fell on the amber abacus in the girl's arms.
"Are you here for me to test?"
Ning Suchan said lightly: "Have you thought it through? I will only give you two chances in total. If you are slow or make a mistake, go back."
She didn't look at Yu Tingwan. After the ink stains of the copied Buddhist scriptures dried, she gently pressed them on the thick stack of previously copied Buddhist scriptures on the left side of the desk.
Yu Tingwan didn't know how to appreciate the paintings hanging on the wall, but she could tell that the words were all from the same hand.
Only the one in front of her had two fonts.
One was vigorous and elegant, and the other was elegant and graceful.
The graceful font was exactly the same as what Ning Suchan had just written. Yu Tingwan thought that the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were probably done by Wei Fengxing. "I've thought it through." Ning Suchan tidied up the desk and glanced at Ru Pozi beside her when she
heard the words . Ru Pozi understood and quickly asked someone to bring a box of account books and a desk for Yu Tingwan to use. This posture... Yu Tingwan's eyelids just jumped, and he had a bad premonition. Ru Pozi took out the thick account books and handed them to Yu Tingwan, and then took the hourglass from the maid. Ning Suchan turned the ring that didn't fit her size and leaned back in the chair. "The hourglass counts for one hour." "This account book was sent from the ranch in East Germany not long ago. There are cattle and sheep there." "There is also a farm that produces a lot of cherries." Cherries? That thing is precious. Ning Suchan: "I calculated this account book in advance. If you can calculate it within the specified time and without making any mistakes, you will pass this level." "Next, learn from me how to manage the household. I will gradually let you do it freely, but if even the abacus is wrong, you can forget about it." Yu Tingwan took a deep breath. "Yes." Ning Suchan closed her eyes and raised her hand lightly. As the old woman began to count, the sand in the hourglass slowly flowed down. Click, click. Crisp and fast. Yu Tingwan used both hands to make up for her shortcomings. When a page was finished, Tan Jiang helped to turn the page without her doing anything. Ning Suchan, except for a glance at Yu Tingwan who was concentrating on the opposite side, lost her mind on the calligraphy and paintings on the opposite wall. The main courtyard is very large, with two study rooms. This one was specially set up when she first got married. Ning Suchan brought a lot of dowry, half of which were calligraphy and paintings. The ones hanging on the wall at that time were her dowry, her collection for many years, and all of them were works of famous masters of past dynasties. I don’t know when it started. One by one, they were accepted and replaced with Wei Fengxing’s. Maybe he smiled and said softly: "It’s not bad to paint and write for your husband. I wonder if Madam can make room for it so that it can have a place to stay." I don’t know if he was talking about calligraphy and paintings, or her heart. She didn’t resist too much. The two of them did intimate things as husband and wife. She just didn’t adapt to it, but she also agreed calmly. Perhaps it was because he succeeded in his attempts many times that he became gentle yet strong: "Suchan, I think every time you look up, you can only see me and think of me." Everyone had left, but the calligraphy and paintings were still there. Ning Suchan did not let anyone take them away. He did it. Time passed bit by bit. Yu Tingwan's eyes fell on the account book, and her hands kept moving. She was not in a hurry. Everything will go wrong if you rush. Her face was calm. When she concentrates on doing something seriously, nothing can affect her. After Tan Jiang flipped through the account books one by one, when she stopped at the last page, the crisp sound of clicking stopped abruptly, and there was still a lot of sand in the hourglass. The atmosphere in the room became tense at this moment. The dust settled, and the result was certainly important, but it was not that she had not worked hard in the past few days, and Wei Zhao had tested her, so Yu Tingwan's heart calmed down instead. She slowly withdrew her hand. "Last year, there were more than 5,000 cattle, and the cows gave birth to one calf at the shortest rate in a year. The survival rate of calves is not low, but improper feeding during pregnancy can easily stop fetal movement. Last year, a total of more than 800 calves were born." "Two thousand sheep. Rams..." Cattle are not edible. They are raised and sold for agriculture, such as plowing, pulling carts, carrying water... Sheep are edible. Yu Tingwan summarized what she saw in the account book, and then mentioned it.
"50 barrels of cow and goat milk are sent to the restaurant every day, and wool can be sold to the cloth shop. This is the small amount. The live cattle fluctuate around 20 taels, and the dead ones are 7 to 10 taels. We sold 3,200 heads, making 56,000 taels. Mutton is 100 wen per catty. We sold 2,500 heads, making 20,000 taels."
"Abandoning the cost of feeding and raising, the care of the cattle and sheep sheds, and various expenses..., the cumulative profit last year was 518,000 taels."
At this point, she paused.
This is not a small amount!
And it's just one of the Wei family's industries.
"Cherries are sold to the royal family and nobles, but they are difficult to store and transport, so they become more and more rare and expensive. Every year, except for the ones we eat at home and give to others, the rest are sold, making a profit of 10,000 taels."
Ning Suchan raised her eyes and said calmly: "Really?"
She looked at Yu Tingwan, turned her head and stopped the hand with the ring on her finger, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry.
"You are confident."
"But it's different from what I calculated before."
Ning Suchan stood up: "You have one more chance."
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.
She lowered her head and prepared to look at the account book, but it was so big.
Did she make a mistake when she dialed the number?
It's possible.
Just as she was about to waver and was about to recalculate to see what was wrong, Yu Tingwan frowned.
No!
She must be very accurate!
She was so careful! Even if the sky fell, she couldn't stop her from calculating!
When Wei Zhao tested her, she didn't make any mistakes!
Either... or...
She thought about it. She
got the answer.
She is very good!
Yu Tingwan hesitated and looked at Ning Suchan.
"Mother-in-law, is it possible that... you are wrong?"
As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the study completely dropped.
Even Tan Jiang widened his eyes.
It's not that Yu Tingwan questioned Ning Suchan and lost her sense of proportion.
It's that Ning Suchan has never made any mistakes in managing the big and small things in the family.
Anyone can make a mistake in this account, but Ning Suchan will never.
Ning Suchan's face was extremely cold, and she looked very difficult to get along with. She had a strong aura and a stern tone.
"How dare you! Say it again."
As soon as these words fell, the servants in the room knelt down one after another.
"Madam, calm down."
Ning Suchan's heavy eyes still looked at Yu Tingwan.
If it were someone else, they would have gone weak.
But Yu Tingwan was brave.
She really didn't think Ning Suchan would do anything to her.
Even if she did, there was still Wei Zhao.
Yu Tingwan: "How about, your daughter-in-law will accompany you to calculate it again?"
She coaxed in a low voice: "It's not terrible to be wrong. I won't gossip about you outside."
Time stood still, and no one knew how much time had passed.
Ning Suchan retracted her gaze, and the oppressive feeling dissipated: "Your will is firm, and you won't be shaken by what others say, that's right."
Yu Tingwan: ...
Oh, testing her again.
Ning Suchan was about to continue speaking when a servant came in from outside.
"Madam."
"There is news from the palace that the Crown Princess is about to give birth."
Ning Suchan didn't care about these things.
Yu Tingwan stood up suddenly.
"What!"
"So soon?"
She walked back and forth.
"I'm ready!"
Ning Suchan: ...
It's not you who's giving birth, what are you preparing for?
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