Rise From the Humble

When it was about 11 o'clock, Zhu Pingan stretched himself. The more than 70 account books on the table had been sorted out using the double-entry accounting method, and one-third of the box of account books had been sorted out.

The process of sorting is actually simple addition and subtraction. There is nothing complicated. Ancient account books were all written with brushes, and one page only contains five or six simple additions and subtractions.

Zhu Pingan is not good at abacus, but thanks to modern exam-oriented education, Zhu Pingan has mastered no less than three or four kinds of addition and subtraction quick calculation skills, as well as calculation formulas. These modern arithmetic methods are dozens of times faster than an abacus. It's just that it's a little more troublesome to re-record the accounts using the double-entry accounting table. Otherwise, if it was just calculations, Zhu Pingan could complete a large box of account books in one morning.

After sorting out the account book in his hand, Zhu Pingan noticed that it was already past eleven o'clock. I guess someone is coming to Taicang soon, either to spy on me and check my accounts, or to ask me to have lunch, but the purpose is nothing more than to see how I am doing my accounts.

You can't let them know the true progress of your audit, and you can't put pressure on them. The more you can confuse them, the more proactive you will be.

So Zhu Pingan stopped, dried the ink on the double-entry accounting form, folded it carefully, and placed it under the pillow on the bed.

He carefully put the account books on the table into the box in order, folded a corner of the bottom account book and made a mark.

Only one account book was left on the table. Open the second page and put it on the table, pressing it down with a ruler.

So much.

Zhu Pingan finally twitched his lips with satisfaction.

After the rearrangement was completed and he stopped, Zhu Pingan felt that the official uniform on his body had been wet with sweat, dried and wet again. He had done this several times, and now the official uniform on his body was wet again.

Since it was wet, Zhu Pingan simply took off his official uniform, casually put it on a chair, wore only a single coat, drank a cup of herbal tea, then lay on the small bed and fell asleep.

The small bed was against the wall, out of the sunlight, and the mat on the bed was relatively cool. When lying on the mat, Zhu Ping suddenly felt cooler and more comfortable.

There were seventy-six ledgers this morning, six of which had problems. Arranged according to time, the problematic ledgers began to appear in the second quarter of the 28th year of Jiajing. These six ledgers totaled 3,210 If the eight taels of silver are not accounted for, it means someone has been corrupted.

I only checked one-third of the ledger of a box and found a deficit of 3,218 taels of silver.

This is just the deficit reflected in the books.

Three thousand two hundred and eighteen taels of silver, equivalent to RMB, is approximately two million RMB.

Although the amount is not comparable to Zhao Dehan, the "Billion-Yuan Director" in the name of the people, to the general public, two million is not a small amount.

Moreover, this is only one third of the ledger found in one box, and there are still ten boxes that have not been checked.

hehe

Take your time and take your time.

Zhu Pingan lay on the small bed, turned over, and took a good rest.

I was busy doing interesting things with Li Shu last night. I did too much and was so obsessed with it for so long that I forgot to sleep and didn't sleep well. I just took this time to catch up on my sleep, otherwise my body wouldn't be able to bear it.

Zhu Ping'an was also very talented at sleeping. He lay on the bed and fell asleep within a few minutes.

After a while

The snoring started.

While Zhu Ping'an was immersed in sleep, snoring and playing music to himself, someone outside the room came towards the room.

This person is Treasurer Liu from Taicang. He has been accompanying Jia Langzhong in the morning. Just now, Zhao Langzhong came in from outside to take his place. Jia Langzhong asked him to come over and see how Zhu Ping'an's audit of the account books was going. Ask Zhu Pingan what he would like to have for lunch.

When Secretary Liu approached the house, he immediately caught a glimpse of the official uniforms under the window. He was shocked and thought Zhu Pingan was sitting on the chair carefully checking the account books.

Such careful inspection?

Don't find out anything. Treasurer Liu couldn't help but feel nervous. He took another step forward, got closer and looked at the window carefully.

call.

Secretary Liu saw clearly the scene under the window in the room and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and smiled. Where was Zhu Ping'an sitting on the chair checking the account books? It was just an official uniform hanging on the chair. He was just dazzled by it just now.

But what about Zhu Pingan? Not in the room?

Secretary Liu walked into the room with questions. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the light was very strong. However, the light in the room was not good. When he walked into the room from the outside, he was temporarily blind. Secretary Liu couldn't see clearly inside the room, so he couldn't help calling softly, " Master Zhu".

The room was quiet and no echo was heard.

no one?

Secretary Liu was startled, and the next second he heard a thunderous snore, "Snoring."

Forehead

Turns out he was asleep!

Secretary Liu was startled for a moment, shaking his head and wondering whether to laugh or cry. He thought there was no one there, but it turned out that he was asleep.

By this time, Treasurer Liu had adapted to the light in the room. He followed the sound of snoring and saw Zhu Pingan, who was wearing single clothes on the small bed, with big letters written on his face, and snoring loudly. The corner of his mouth was drooling, and the pillow was wet.

To Treasurer Liu, it is no exaggeration to say that Zhu Pingan's snoring is louder than that of the pigs in the Taicang pig pen.

"Master Zhu?"

Secretary Liu called softly again and looked carefully at Zhu Pingan on the bed.

There was no movement at all, and the only response to Secretary Liu was Zhu Ping'an's snoring.

Are you still checking the bank? !

Looking at Zhu Ping'an who was snoring like thunder, Secretary Liu's face was full of ridicule. He stared at it for two seconds. Secretary Liu turned around gently and walked quietly to the desk. He carefully looked at the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and account books on the desk. Books, etc.

Seeing that there was only one account book on the table, Treasurer Liu gently picked up the account book and looked at it. The ridicule on his face became even stronger.

This ledger has obviously only been turned over to one page, and the abacus on the table is upside down. It looks like the abacus beads have been dialed randomly.

After grinding the ink, the brush looked like it had been moved. After Secretary Liu saw this, he carefully checked the desk again and opened the blank rice paper on the side. He saw a willow tree on it and a pond under the willow tree. I drew a lotus leaf with a big toad lying on it.

There is also a poem in the blank space: Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger crouching, nourishing the spirit under the shade tree.

Stop this sentence, there will be no more.

Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger crouching, nourishing the spirit under the shade of trees.

After reading this poem, Secretary Liu chuckled lightly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became more intense. Zhu Ping'an was probably too hot and wanted the shade of a tree to cool down, so he drew such a big toad.

hehe

Secretary Liu folded the rice paper again according to its original shape and put it back into its original place. Then he looked carefully at the box on the ground. When he saw that the account books in the box were neat and untouched, a smile appeared on his lips. Thicker.

Secretary Liu walked out of the room gently, without waking Zhu Pingan, but went to Jia Langzhong and Zhao Langzhong.

Soon, the news that Zhu Ping'an only read one page of the account book in the morning and drew a big toad, then lay in bed and couldn't sleep, spread throughout Taicang, and his reputation as a toad inspector spread like wildfire.