Rebirth of farming for a living

Li Qiuyan didn't miss Jiang Zhe's relieved expression.

But she didn't care much.

Everyone has their own secrets that they don’t want to tell, that’s normal.

When Li Qiuyan got up the next day, Jiang Zhe had already set off with Mo Bai.

She dressed up a little and took Xianghui with her to Zhou's house.

Shopkeeper Hu is waiting at home.

When he saw Li Qiuyan, he was first showered with compliments.

It’s nothing more than the longer it gets, the more beautiful it becomes, very impressive and so on.

It wasn't until Li Qiuyan reluctantly pulled out his hand that he gave up.

"I'm looking for you because I haven't given you any dividends for a long time."

Shopkeeper Hu took out a ledger.

The reckoning is about to begin.

Li Qiuyan was a little happy, but also a little speechless.

"Sister, look at your mother-in-law, how can you settle accounts as soon as guests come over?"

Li Qiuyan acted coquettishly towards Wang Congcong.

Wang Congcong was also happy: "You, you, couldn't you figure it out earlier? You guys can figure it out. I'll go to the kitchen to see how the food is being prepared."

Hey, hey, these two people.

One settles the accounts as soon as he sits down, while the other goes to prepare lunch just after breakfast.

Although Li Qiuyan originally planned to have a meal here.

But not so positive, right?

Shopkeeper Hu, who was busy looking at the account books, understood what his daughter-in-law meant.

"Congcong, please sit down."

My daughter-in-law has such a careful and considerate temperament, I am afraid she wants to avoid it.

How could Shopkeeper Hu not know this? He didn't say anything: "I've already made arrangements. Just sit down."

Seeing Wang Congcong sitting down, he felt relieved.

He changed hands and handed the account book directly to Li Qiuyan: "Here, take a look at this."

Li Qiuyan was not polite either.

This ledger is still the same one as before.

Naturally, Shopkeeper Hu would not show Li Qiuyan the account books of his own Jinxiu Cloth Store.

Instead, he recorded the dolls and ready-made clothes sold related to Li Qiuyan.

Just for Li Qiuyan to read.

Li Qiuyan took it, flipped it over a few times, and handed it back: "I also have something to show you."

Oh?

What is it?

Li Qiuyan waved his hand, and Xianghui took out three notebooks from the small bag he carried with him.

Well, it’s also a ledger.

It’s even thicker than Shopkeeper Hu’s account books.

Li Qiuyan grinned.

These three account books are all the account books of the doll workshop.

Ever since Li Qiuyan went to Fucheng, it was Wang who took care of it.

Although I don’t know some of the characters, the writing is missing arms and legs.

But I recorded it very carefully.

The first one is about receiving goods, which contains records of cloth, cotton, etc. sent by Jinxiu Cloth Store.

The second one is the record of how many dolls were taken away from Jinxiu Cloth Village on that day.

Originally it was only from Jinxiu Cloth Store, but later Li Qiuyan started selling it in Fucheng, so he added more.

There is another one, which records the expenses of the workshop.

There are wages, rent, etc.

Yes, under the insistence of shopkeeper Hu and Li Qiuyan, Yang still collected the rent.

But it is extremely cheap and can be ignored.

Take out these account books and you will have all the details of the doll workshop.

Shopkeeper Hu smiled after flipping through it a few times: "Why did you bring them all?"

Li Qiuyan pursed his lips and smiled, and Xianghui, like magic again, took out a ledger.

This book is the record of selling dolls in Fucheng Xianqu Pavilion.

The doll cannot be deducted with the money in the card, but it is easy to remember.

Shopkeeper Hu flipped through it a few times, becoming more and more frightened.

The thought in my mind became clearer.

Shopkeeper Hu considered it for a moment and looked at Xiang Hui.

Li Qiuyan waved her hand gently, and Xianghui walked to the door with understanding.

Wang Congcong wanted to stand up, but shopkeeper Hu smiled again: "Sit down, it's all yours sooner or later."

Li Qiuyan also gave her a comforting look.

After all, Xianghui is a servant, so she is afraid that it will be inconvenient for Shopkeeper Hu to say something.

You are my cousin and Shopkeeper Hu’s daughter-in-law.

Besides, Wang Congcong also looks at the accounts of Jinxiu Cloth Store in the town.

There is nothing to avoid.

Wang Congcong is not ignorant of this truth, but after all, she is a newly married daughter-in-law.

Although shopkeeper Hu loves her very much.

But the proper posture must also be expressed.

Li Qiuyan was already smart, and the moment their eyes met, he understood Wang Congcong's concerns.

While feeling a little distressed, my mind couldn't help but wander far away.

This is the advantage of not having a mother-in-law.

Marry Jiang Zhe and become the master of the family as soon as you enter the house.

No need to guess, it seems, it’s pretty good.

Wang Congcong has sat down again.

Shopkeeper Hu also handed the account book to Wang Congcong: "Congcong, you can also read accounts. Take a look at this account book."

Although Wang Congcong was confused, he still took it.

Delivery, disbursement.

There's nothing wrong with any of this.

Until I saw the account books of Xianqu Pavilion.

Wang Congcong didn't turn a page for a long time, his eyes froze: "This, this?"

Shopkeeper Hu sighed: "Can you see any problem?"