The time for a cup of tea passed quickly. Xu Qing collected the test papers. Most of them were very good. There was not a single data miscalculation. Only a few people miscalculated one or two data.
Practice and become familiar with the abacus and your error rate should be lower.
But now that their familiarity is used to check accounts, there will definitely be no problem.
After all, when checking accounts, two groups check one book at the same time. If the data calculated by the two sets of calculations are not the same, they will be checked again until the two sets of data are the same.
The possibility of errors in this method of auditing is infinitely close to zero.
As for why not say that the error rate is zero?
Because no matter how rigorous the method is, there will always be loopholes. It is impossible to guarantee that one day the two groups will be very stupid and calculate the same erroneous data... This possibility is very small, but it exists theoretically.
After grading the papers, Xu Qing stood at the front of the room and read out the scores. Many of them were 100 points, and only a few were worse, but they were all above 90 points.
After hearing this, the accounting gentlemen all breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly rejoiced. Everyone's scores were so high, which shows that everyone is studying hard. The boss should be very satisfied with them, right?
At this moment, Xu Qing, who had just finished reading the scores, looked at the accounting clerks and said expressionlessly: "I have to say, you are the worst class of students I have ever taught."
At this time, a young accountant plucked up the courage to stand up: "Boss, many of us are right, only a few of us are wrong, but they are above 90%. We are really the worst team you have ever led."
Is it coming? I don’t believe it!”
It can be seen that it is not only this young accountant who is unconvinced, but many accountants who dare not stand up also have unconvinced faces.
Xu Qing said: "But this is a fact."
The young accountant asked again: "Excuse me, boss, how many classes of students have you taken care of in total?"
Xu Qing smiled slightly and said, "It's just your class."
Numerous accounting offices: "..."
Of course, there will be a second session soon. After all, the two batches of accountants are trained separately.
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Xu Qing ignored the accountants who were huddled together in confusion and walked out on his own. Xiao Ruxue was sitting next to the small pavilion not far away, looking at the small room where Xu Qing taught from time to time.
The two calves under the skirt swayed slightly from time to time.
After seeing Xu Qing walking out of the house, Xiao Ruxue jumped down from her seat and ran to Xu Qing and said, "You just said you were going to make fried chicken legs!"
Xu Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Well, I keep my word."
After Xu Qing walked into the kitchen, Xiao Ruxue was sitting on a small stool nearby, resting her elbows on her thighs, dragging her little face with her hands, tilting her head and looking at Xu Qing's busy figure in front of the frying pan.
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Every time Xu Qing cooks, it is Xiao Ruxue's quietest time.
Xu Qing next to the oil pan sighed. There is no bread crumbs in this world, so he can only wrap the chicken legs in a layer of egg liquid, then wrap them in batter and fry them in the oil pan.
Xu Qing then prepared the sauce, and after the fried chicken legs came out of the pan, Xu Qing applied the sauce to the fried chicken legs.
Xiao Ruxue looked at the fried golden chicken legs, which were also coated with slightly brown sauce. They looked very tempting.
She didn't use chopsticks, she just picked up the chicken drumsticks one by one with her little hands and took a big bite.
After taking one bite, Xiao Ruxue's big eyes lit up. It was so delicious and had such a novel taste!
Xiao Ruxue had a great time eating. Fried food is indeed a child's favorite, and her taste buds were tickled by the fried chicken legs!
A few days ago, Xu Qing made a video about fried chicken legs for Su Qian, but Su Qian didn't really like eating them. She still preferred sweets to greasy fried foods. After that, Xu Qing
Never done it again.
He also thought that people's tastes in this era might be different from those in his era, but now it seems that there is still a market for fried chicken legs.
The three fried chicken legs were wiped out by Xiao Ruxue in an instant like wind and clouds. Then Xiao Ruxue looked at Xu Qing and said: "It's so delicious, I want more."
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "Eating too much fried chicken drumsticks is bad for your health. We don't have any today."
Xiao Ruxue looked at Xu Qing with her big, watery eyes, and said pitifully: "I want it, can you do it to me again? Just once."
"Just make one."
"Okay! Just one!"
In the end, Xu Qing couldn't defeat Xiao Ruxue and used the remaining ingredients to make the last fried chicken leg for Xiao Ruxue.
In the end, all that was left was Xiao Ruxue's greasy little hands, which she didn't know where to put and couldn't even be washed with water.
At this moment, Xiao Ruxue already felt a little disgusted with her little hands that had just fried the delicious fried chicken legs. The grease was quite difficult to deal with, and she couldn't wash it off and couldn't wipe it off with oil...
In the end, I had to use soap locust juice from washing clothes and apply it on my hands to get rid of the smelly grease.
Xu Qing sighed, it would be great if there was soap at this time... It seems that soap needs to be put on the agenda.
Originally, he had no intention of making such a dispensable thing, but now it seems that whether it is for sales or for himself, this thing is really indispensable!
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Su Qian was shocked when she came to pick up Xu Qing. Where did this big basket of pears come from?
Because I was thinking about popularizing new arithmetic among the accounting gentlemen at noon, I forgot all this big basket of pears in the shop. Now I can take them back.
However, Xu Qing and Su Qian carried the pears back together and asked the two waiters in the shop to carry the large basket of pears back.
Su Qian's slight cough should be better after eating more rock sugar and snow pear.
Fortunately, there is still some leftover rock sugar prepared in the shop, so you can take it back and use it directly.
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Su Qian sat in the seat next to the dining hall, eating rock sugar snow pear and marveling at the magic of Xu Qing's craftsmanship.
She really couldn't imagine that even fruits would become more delicious after Xu Qing's cooking.
Magistrate Su was shocked when he returned home. Where did they get so many pears? If he hadn't been wearing thick clothes, he would have thought it was autumn again!
Magistrate Su took a pear that had been washed on the table and took a bite. It was crisp and sweet! It was not like pears grown near Yongzhou.
Magistrate Su looked at Xu Qing and asked, "Where did these pears come from?"
Xu Qing said: "I asked for it from a friend."
Magistrate Su County was stunned: "Such sweet pears are a rarity in winter, and you can't even buy them with money. Which rich family does your friend belong to? This is too generous. The taste of these pears is just like when I was a father."
The tribute pears your Majesty gave me when I was promoted to Jinshi are as sweet as the tribute pears."
Xu Qing said casually: "Do you believe it from the prince's family?"
Magistrate Su took a bite of the pear and said with a smile: "Actually, our home is the Duke's mansion, do you believe it?"