The village party secretary, who had worked with him for so many years, was used to his energetic and impulsive nature. "An'an, you can just sit and play. We'll take care of these accounts."
It wasn't that he didn't trust Gu An'an, but he was afraid of tiring her out.
However, there are many projects in the village this year, and the accounts are complicated. Even with the brigade accountant and a few others, it took them many days to sort them out.
There were no complaints, only overwhelming joy.
"Since I have nothing else to do, I'll take a look."
While looking at the ledger, Gu An'an scribbled and drew on the side. Before the village chief returned, she had finished organizing the entire ledger.
"So fast?"
The brigade accountant was amazed by her speed. He had been the brigade accountant for many years, and it would take him a whole day to finish one ledger.
For people of later generations, creating various forms is an essential skill. Gu An'an filled in the numbers while compiling the forms with ease, greatly increasing her efficiency.
The old accountant leaned over to take a look and saw that the notebook in front of Gu An'an clearly recorded how much had come in, how much had gone out, and the reasons for each transaction. Even a primary school student could understand it.
"Wow, no wonder you're a former educated youth like Gu, you've done such a good job with the accounts. I, an accountant who's been doing this for years, am really..."
The accountant shook his head. Every word he said came from the bottom of his heart. Indeed, excellent people excel at everything they do.
"Uncle, you flatter me. I was just thinking that this would make the accounting process simpler."
Even ordinary people, let alone accountants, would use this method in later generations.
"Um, could you teach me?"
The old accountant rubbed his hands together, a little embarrassed. He realized that others might not necessarily teach him this skill, since it was a skill that could earn him a living.
Putting aside the village accountant, he could get a job in a factory with this skill if he had the chance, since none of the accountants he knew knew this trick.
"Of course."
Gu An'an didn't take it too seriously and didn't hold back at all when teaching him. Not only him, but the village secretary and Wang Dashan also came over and listened very carefully.
"This method is relatively simple, but it's enough to settle the accounts of our village."
The old accountant nodded excitedly, "I'll go try it right now."
With Gu An'an's excellent methods, we were able to get things done much faster than ever before.
By the time the village chief returned, they had already completed more than half of the task.
"An'an, things are settled. The weather has been alright these past two days, and the commune will send someone to install power lines and telephones for us."
This wasn't what made him most proud. He'd been too busy lately, and the weather had been bad, so the commune hadn't held many meetings, and he hadn't seen his other old comrades.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the commune, those old guys were all pestering the secretary, hoping that the secretary would find some other work for their village.
Seeing him only fueled their envy, jealousy, and resentment; after all, their village suddenly had three more ways to make money.
However, they could only envy such things, since their village didn't have anyone as capable as Gu An'an.
After recounting the happy news, the village chief prepared to continue sorting out the troublesome accounts, only to find that the two books assigned to him were already neatly arranged there.
He thought Gu An'an hadn't done anything and wasn't upset, so he opened the ledgers and prepared to do it himself. But he found several neatly arranged pages of paper tucked between each ledger. They were clearly well-organized ledgers, but they looked very new and unlike the kind Wang Ergou had taught him.
"An'an, did you do this?"
Gu An'an nodded, "Uncle, now that things are settled, I'll go back for dinner."
Everyone says that you can skip a meal if you don't do farm work, but Gu An'an feels that she can't skip a single meal; her stomach always rumbles when it's time to eat.
Although the village chief really wanted to learn, he couldn't bear to let her go hungry, so he quickly waved for them to go back.
By the time lunch was over, word had already spread throughout the village that electricity and telephone lines were going to be installed.
In the past, very few families would have been willing to part with the money and grain, but now, everyone is more than willing when they think about the money and grain they will soon receive.
Previously, only factories and electricity existed in the city, but now their village has them too, making everyone else extremely envious.
With good living conditions, young people in the village have no trouble finding partners; they can be as picky as they want.
The next morning, the electricity installer arrived first. He was about to discuss the cost of the electricity installation and the electricity pricing with the villagers when he was interrupted.
"Young man, we have no objection to whatever the price is, but could you please get electricity for us tonight?"
The young man from the power company looked at the list of households in his hand, "The whole village needs it?"
The village chief nodded, "Pack them all."
Actually, there were two households that didn't plan to install it. Although the harvest was good this year, those two families were indeed facing difficulties.
The village chief thought for a moment and paid for the account opening himself, then got the electricity connected. Whether they used it or not was up to them, to avoid trouble later.
Xiaowang Village is a large village with more than 500 households.
There is still a difference between the household registration system in this day and the future. In this day and age, it is encouraged that the parents do not separate their households. Generally, the household consists of the elderly parents and several brothers' small families, which may be as many as twenty or thirty people in total.
With more people and more rooms, there was more work to be done. Faced with expectant eyes, the young man shook his head.
"We have to take it one step at a time, but we definitely can't finish all the work today."
"Oh dear, why don't you call more people over? If all else fails, we'll help."
At this moment, everyone's desire for electricity reached its peak.
The village chief noticed the young man's predicament and quickly came to his rescue, saying, "Alright, alright! Getting electricity is no small matter; it's not something to be taken lightly."
Then he called out a few more names, saying, "You guys stay here and lend a hand, the rest of you go do whatever you need to do."
Everyone still trusted the village chief. The young man from the power supply station looked at the village chief with gratitude. He was good at his job, but dealing with those old ladies and aunties was really going to be a nightmare.
This job took three days to complete.
"Oh, it's so nice to have a light. I'm not afraid of falling into the toilet at night."
Gu An'an: ...It seems the toilet doesn't have a light.
"Even though the lights are off at home, you have to finish your homework before dark. If you haven't studied well and still dare to waste my electricity, I'll teach you a lesson."
Gu An'an looked at the boy with sympathy. "Kid, hang in there! Life's hardships go far beyond this."
After listening all the way, Gu An'an finally arrived at the village committee.
"Uncle, I'm here to make a phone call."
Just as the village chief was wiping the phone for the nth time with a cloth, Gu An'an arrived.
"Okay, you can use it."
Then, as Gu An'an dialed the phone, the old man walked away, but his ears were perked up.
Hmm, the sound quality is pretty good, no worse than the one from the commune.
Hello, who is this?
"It's me. This is the village's phone number. Please write it down."
Although he didn't say his name, Xiao Yuheng recognized his girlfriend's voice immediately and stood up abruptly.
"Have telephones been installed in the village?"
"Yes, the profits are good this year. We just got electricity and a telephone line installed. You can call this number from now on."
Upon hearing his nephew's voice, the village chief immediately said to the old accountant, "Gouzi, your wife is calling you."
Old Accountant: ...This old man is lying through his teeth. His wife wouldn't bother going out in this cold weather.
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