Gu Yan glanced at the prince and pointed to the long case placed by the window, "How many pages are there, please take a look."
"Okay!" Li Xiaonan responded readily, stood up, walked to the long case, took a roll of transparent bamboo paper on the case, unfolded it, and said in surprise: "Is this what Mr. Niu sent back?"
Gu Yan and the prince looked at each other and said with a smile: "Well, it just arrived. Is this the symbol you two agreed on?"
"Yes, I wrote it to Mr. Niu, and Mr. Niu also thought it was very useful. Do you want to write it down?" Li Xiaonan opened the chair and sat down, leaned over and took the abacus.
Gu Yan and the prince stood on the left and right behind Li Xiaonan. Gu Yan pointed at the densely packed numbers on the thin and transparent bamboo paper and said with a smile: "Can you match these ghost symbols and numbers one by one?" p>
"Well, it's just twenty or thirty symbols. I'll write it out and you'll understand it at a glance. It's faster to use symbols to memorize numbers." Li Xiaonan took a piece of paper and twisted it subconsciously. It was an excellent familiarity statement.
The texture of the cooked rice is extremely precious.
Gu Yan reached out and pulled the slender pen box with exquisite carvings on the long desk, opened it, and pushed it in front of Li Xiaonan.
Li Xiaonan looked at the dozens of beautiful charcoal pens neatly arranged in the pencil box. The charcoal pens were extremely beautifully sharpened and arranged in order from thick to thin. Li Xiaonan reached out and stroked the row of charcoal pens and sighed with satisfaction.
She likes the highest quality paper and beautiful stationery.
The prince watched Li Xiaonan pick a slightly thicker charcoal pen and quickly write the corresponding numbers of the ten numeric symbols on the handwriting. He smiled to Gu Yan and asked: "How is her handwriting?"
"The hairpin flower small regular script is the best, very neat." Gu Yan answered.
Li Xiaonan quickly wrote twenty or thirty numbers and symbols, pushed them to the front, read through the dozen or so thin and transparent bamboo shadow papers, took a few pieces of cooked rice paper, pressed them with a paperweight, wrote with her right hand and turned with her left hand.
Start listing and counting the numbers of characters delivered in front of the bullock cart.
"She has such a temperament that she can write best in small regular script with hairpin flowers." The prince said casually while carefully looking at the dozens of symbols.
"She said that the reason for practicing Xiaokai is to copy books and make money." Gu Yan answered.
The prince laughed.
When the list was full, Li Xiaonan grabbed the abacus and quickly picked up the beads.
The prince and Gu Yan stopped talking, looking at Li Xiaonan quickly turning the abacus beads with her left hand and writing the numbers with her right hand.
Li Xiaonan calculated for nearly two-quarters of an hour at a stretch, pushed away the abacus, shook her tired and sore hands, patted the pile of rice and said with a smile: "This should be the false accounts made by Mr. Niu for them! These should be more than one
Accounts for two months every month."
The prince and Gu Yan looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
"Can you make these accounts again? It's best to make them true and false at the same time." Gu Yan said with a smile.
"Yes, but it's quite troublesome." Li Xiaonan pinched her chin and frowned.
It is really troublesome to restore these numbers and list them line by line.
"You don't have to pay back the money you borrowed from me. I'll give you another hundred taels." Gu Yan said with a smile.
The prince raised his eyebrows.
"Am I that kind of person?" Li Xiaonan glanced sideways at Gu Yan, "You don't need to give me another hundred taels, just as a favor for letting me come to your library to read. It will take three or four days to list them all.
Are you here?"
Gu Yan glanced at the prince and said yes.
"Then I'll start working on it tomorrow. It's too late today. If you have some ready-made blank account books, give me a few, maybe a dozen." Li Xiaonan pointed at the row of charcoal pens again, "These are too thin, these are too thin."
Okay, this is just right. Prepare more."
"Okay." Gu Yan simply agreed.
"What do you want to eat?" the prince asked with a smile.
"Are there any more mochi?" Li Xiaonan asked casually.
That mochi was the best mochi she had ever tasted.
"Yes, I'll ask them to teach the other business's dim sum shop so that they can often cook it for you in the future." The prince smiled.
"Thank you." Li Xiaonan thanked her and looked at Gu Yan, "I'll go back first and come back tomorrow."
"Yeah."
Watching Li Xiaonan leave the flower hall, the prince smiled and said: "She only said that there is no need to pay another hundred taels. Your debt still has to be written off in one lump sum. How much money does she owe you?"
"One hundred taels." Gu Yan said with a smile.
The prince was startled unexpectedly, patted Gu Yan and laughed loudly: "One hundred taels? Then you have taken a big advantage!"
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The next day, as the sun just rose, Li Xiaonan arrived at the palace. Just like yesterday, the waiter was waiting at the second door and took Li Xiaonan into the flower hall yesterday.
Li Xiaonan had been immersed in taking care of the accounts all day long. The two servants who had been waiting at the door were strangers, but their thoughtfulness and dexterity made Li Xiaonan amazed.
The sun was setting, and Li Xiaonan had sorted out two accounts. She was so tired that her waist and neck hurt. She stood up, twisted her neck and waist, kicked her legs again, and said to the two boys at the door: "I'm going back now, and I'll come back tomorrow."
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The boy hurriedly took her to the second door. Wan Qing was already waiting inside the second door. After getting in the car, Li Xiaonan was so tired that she lay on a big pillow.
"Shi Gun asked me not to ask you a word. Don't speak. I'll squeeze you." Wan Qing pulled Li Xiaonan to lie down and squeezed her shoulders.
"Take your hands gently! Just a little gentler, just like this, go up, if it goes up a little, come down a little, yes, squeeze it for a while. Wan Qing, your skills are not very good." Li Xiaonan directed Wan Qing, and expressed her disgust at the same time.
Finished sentence.
"I've told you so many times that I have no intention of working in the government as an errand, and I have never learned how to serve people! This is a little bit of what I learned by pinching my mother's shoulders. If you don't like it, ask Shi Gun to pick someone who knows how to do it tomorrow.
The car is waiting for you!" Wan Qing said angrily.
"You're very good at pinching. You don't need to find anyone else. Change your shoulder and be gentle!" Li Xiaonan directed Wan Qing to pinch all the way, got off the car at the entrance of Cailian Lane, and went in with a yawn.
After four days of hard work, Li Xiaonan sorted out eight thick account books, stacked them on a long desk, patted them hard, and was satisfied.
She likes the sense of accomplishment of completing a job very much!
Li Xiaonan stood up, walked around in the spacious flower hall, jumped over, jumped back, took a few more photos of the pile of account books, picked up one, opened it, and looked at the neat numbers she had written, feeling satisfied again.
Sighed.
She is so capable!
On this day, just after breastfeeding, Li Xiaonan returned to her home in Cailian Lane.
Sister Mei was cooking and drying cowpeas. Wang Yuting followed Sister Mei, chatting and helping.
"It's so early today! There is tea in the house. It has just been brewed. You can pour it yourself." Sister Mei did not stop and said hello.
"Don't worry about me." Li Xiaonan took a book from the house, sat on the old rocking chair on the porch, rocked and read to relax.
Sister Mei and Wang Yuting continued working and chatting.
"Where did I just say?" Sister Mei was sitting on a small bamboo chair washing cowpeas while Wang Yuting picked up a bucket of water from the well.
"Speaking of which, your brother, sister-in-law and your eldest nephew came yesterday."
