Early the next morning, Zhou Dinghai took the craftsmen back to Chang'an.
The sound of sawing wood and construction during the day suddenly disappeared, and the entire garden fell into silence, suddenly feeling much deserted.
Qu Sanweng took the Fan family couple to the west bank of the Bahe River to check the location of the oil pressing mill; the two sons of the Qu family went to the Fan family courtyard to help repair the courtyard and move in furniture.
Zhou Jun was in his wing, taking Hua Yue with him, and was busy settling the recent accounts.
Huayue held a pen and while repeatedly checking the accounting form that Zhou Jun had just completed, he asked: "I still don't quite understand, what is the relationship between depreciation and residual value?"
Zhou Jun took a look and said: "These two numbers are related to assets. You probably haven't had any contact with them in the past, so it's normal to have doubts."
"For example, Pang Gong's new big car. You may not think it's brand new now, but you still have to use it every time you go to Chang'an to buy firewood, ingredients and sundries."
"In less than seven or eight years, I'm afraid this big car will be abandoned."
"So, in the years before it was abandoned, the value of the big car was decreasing year by year and amortized evenly. The amount of this decrease every year is depreciation."
Huayue said oh, nodded, and asked: "What about the residual value?"
Zhou Jun: "Think about it, even if this big car is abandoned, the remaining wooden boards and hubs can still be worth a few copper coins if they are dismantled and used as firewood. This is the residual value."
Huayue put the pen on the table and rubbed his forehead: "For ordinary accounts, you only need to pay attention to the two items of incoming and outgoing, but you still have to sort out the debts and assets, why do you need to make it so troublesome?"
Zhou Jun: "Debts and capital are important figures to consider whether income and expenses match."
"To put it simply, if a family does not know how much copper goods can be obtained from the items in their home, it will be difficult to prepare for a rainy day in the event of a natural or man-made disaster."
"Taking it more seriously, if a country cannot figure out its debts and assets, then the people may not be able to survive after a war."
Huayue stared at Zhou Jun for a long time and suddenly asked: "Where did you learn this from?"
Zhou Jun was flustered by the sight. He just coughed and said vaguely: "Just read more books. Don't delay. The sooner you finish the accounts, the sooner you can get started."
After spending more than half an hour, Zhou Jun and Hua Yue finally completed the accounting of Bachuan Villa.
Picking up the accounting book, Zhou Jun said to Hua Yue, "I'm going to go to Pang Gong's place."
After saying that, Zhou Jun went out and walked towards Zhongyuan.
Arriving at the small courtyard where Mr. Pang lived, Zhou Jun saw Yuping walking out of the door carrying a drinking vessel, and asked, "Is Mr. Pang here?"
Yuping nodded and said: "In the study, but there are guests."
Zhou Jun was stunned for a moment and then said: "Then I'll come back later."
After saying that, he was just about to leave when he heard Pang Gong's voice coming from the room: "Erlang is here? Come in and I will introduce someone to you."
Zhou Jun and Yuping looked at each other, and the former had no choice but to walk in.
Walking into the study, Zhou Jun saw Pang Gong sitting on the folding bed, while another man stopped by the window and was talking.
When Pang Gong saw Zhou Jun, he waved and said: "Erlang, our family is telling you that this person is a regular servant, the fifth rank, in charge of the official bureau, his name is Yin Darong, his courtesy name is Baojia, but he is the palace of our family.
Old acquaintance."
After Zhou Jun heard this, he stepped forward and sang to Yin Darong.
Yin Darong's face was fair, and he was probably a little younger than Pang Gong. Although he was a chamberlain, he was fair and fat, and when he smiled, he looked like Maitreya.
Yin Darong looked at Zhou Jun and said with a smile: "I just heard Pang Gong say that Zhou Langduan is a good hand in all matters of this Bieyuan. And the cooking is also amazing. This lunch for our family,
But I have to stay here and not leave."
Zhou Jun quickly humbled himself.
Listening to Yin Darong's tone, he expected that this man and Mr. Pang were very close. They were acquaintances, more like old friends.
Pang Gong asked Yin Darong: "The saint is just about to become an official, but you don't plan to stay in Chang'an?"
Yin Darong shook his head and said: "I won't stay here anymore. I still have a house in Enyang's hometown. I have settled the secular affairs in Chang'an and plan to return home."
Pang Gong: "You are always a servant in the industry, you are in charge of the officialdom, and the saint thinks highly of you. If you become an official at this time, it will be unavoidable."
Yin Darong smiled bitterly and said: "In the twelfth year of Kaiyuan, our family stopped thinking about making progress. Mr. Pang should know it."
Pang Gong: "Because of Qiniang?"
Yin Darong: "Yes."
Pang Gong sighed softly.
Yin Darong: "In the past many years, I have seen many life and death separations in Xiguan Bureau. My heart has not been able to harden, but my body cannot hold it anymore."
Pang Gong: "You treat Qiniang like a family member, but you have suffered for so many years."
Yin Darong cupped his hands and said, "Pang Gong knows me."
The two were silent for a long time.
Pang Gong asked Yin Darong again: "When you return to Enyang from this trip, will your family treat you well?"
Yin Darong: "The elder in the family died, my brother died in a military disaster, and my sister died seven or eight years ago."
Pang Gong frowned and asked: "Then when you get older in the future, who will take care of you?"
Yin Darong smiled bitterly and said: "My distant uncle's family has a nephew who wants to adopt him for me."
Pang Gong: "How is your character?"
Yin Darong: "They are probably Li Xi and his ilk."
Pang Gong was stunned, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something. He hesitated for a long time, but still did not speak.
Seeing his expression, Yin Darong smiled calmly and said: "Pang Gong also went to see Qi Letang, so he naturally knows that people without roots will be miserable in their later years."
"Like you and me, we are very lucky to have a tile above our head to protect us from the rain and a stone wall at our side to protect us from the wind."
Pang Gong let out a long sigh and said to Zhou Jun on the side: "During lunch, let Yuping get some more wine, so that our family and old acquaintances can have a few more cups."
Zhou Jun responded, turned around and left the study, and told Yuping what Pang Gong said.
Yuping was a little surprised and said: "My master once said that alcohol is not only harmful to the body, but also prone to making mistakes. It is not a good thing. I quit it a long time ago. Why do you suddenly want to drink it now?"
Recalling the conversation between Yin Darong and Pang Gong, Zhou Jun said: "Maybe we can use wine to relieve our worries."
For lunch, under Pang Gong's instruction, the dining room specially cooked a few more dishes.
Yin Darong looked at the red and green stir-fried tripe, and saw the golden and translucent diced chicken with stir-fried chicken. He not only sighed: "Pang Gong lives a life like a fairy."
Pang Gong asked Zhou Jun, who was accompanying him, to sit down first, then picked up the wine that Yuping had just poured, took a sip, and said, "I haven't eaten for a long time, and I have forgotten the taste."
Yin Darong smiled and said: "When he was in the palace, Pang Gong was the most self-disciplined in his words and deeds. Over the years, he rarely missed anything, and even the saints were full of praise."
Pang Gong drank all the wine in the cup, shook his head and said: "When we first entered the palace, we didn't recognize the rules, which annoyed Gong Zhang. If you hadn't saved the situation, I'm afraid there would have been blood all over the place.
"
Yin Darong was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "After all these years, it turns out that Mr. Pang still remembers it."
Pang Gong drank another drink: "How can we forget gratitude, resentment, sorrow, and anger?"
Yin Darong sighed: "Yes, it seems that those of us who have no roots and no heirs will not even have anyone to die when we are old. We don't dare to think about the future. If we can't remember the past, where will there be?"
What live head?"
Pang Gong drank his third glass of wine and was silent for a long time.
He raised his head again and said to Yin Darong: "Instead of returning to Enyang and subject to Li Xi's plan, how about staying in Bachuan and being neighbors with our family, taking care of each other?"
Yin Darong's mouth was still wrapped in belly silk. Hearing Pang Gong's words, he paused for a moment and opened his eyes wide.