Huaxi Chronicle

East Garden South Courtyard.

After finishing the business, Chu Wuge sat back in the rocking chair and sent Yuzhu to get her some snacks.After talking for a long time just now, she was really hungry.

As soon as this box of jade beads left, the treasure box came to report something.

She walked to Yan Cong'an's side, bowed and said, "Third Lady, Xue Ge is asking to see you outside the courtyard."

These days, Xue Ge came to the south courtyard every day, and was rejected every day, but he still visited every day.

Chu Wuge sneered: "This man is really shameless, he doesn't know what to do."

She turned around to look at Yan Cong'an, and commented in her heart: she is as beautiful as jade.Thinking about her ten thousand family property again, Chu Wuge nodded clearly.In the eyes of those who are greedy for money and lustful, Yan Cong'an is the jade inlaid with gold, shining golden light every day, getting Yan Cong'an is like sitting on a golden mountain, how can people not flock to him.

Seeing her expression, Yan Cong'an knew that she had no good things in mind.With a cold face, she took a sip of tea, half-closed her eyes, and glanced at her.

Sensing the 'killing intent' in her eyes, Chu Wuge sat back in the rocking chair in an instant, muttering: "The weather in March is still a bit cold, I can't sit by the lake for a long time, I have nothing to do today, so I will leave first. "

As he spoke, he pulled the lapel of his clothes, and quickly pulled out the high wall of the Yan family.

Seeing her disappearing, Yan Cong'an hooked the corners of his mouth, and said to the treasure box beside him, "I'm a bit tired from sitting, so it's inconvenient to see guests."

Then he got up and walked towards the Nuanxiang Pavilion. After walking two steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said to the treasure box: "You let the wind out, and enjoy the lanterns on a boat on Qingshan Lake tonight. I will leave the rest to you."

Yan Cong'an smiled at the corner of his eyes, his eyes were really cold, and left lightly after speaking.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yuzhu came to the lake with the prepared food. Looking at the empty shore, she was puzzled.

In the blink of an eye, half of the figure was gone.Not to mention people, the desks and rocking chairs by the lake have already been taken away by servants.

She looked at the pastry in her hand, and murmured in her heart: "Miss Chu, it's not that you're hungry, why don't you eat and leave."

After taking a look at the golden house, Yuzhu went back to the kitchen to arrange Yan Cong'an's dinner.

This day, Xu Shi's mind was exhausted by the conversation in the afternoon, Yan Cong'an had an early dinner and then settled down to rest.

A night without dreams.

Nuanxiang Pavilion.

Early the next morning, Yan Congle flew into the Nuanxiang Pavilion like a little bird.

"Third sister, third sister."

Before the person arrives, the voice arrives first.The girl's voice was clear and clear, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Yan Cong'an put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and told Yuzhu, "Prepare another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

When Yan Congle saw Yan Cong'an, he first bowed down and saluted respectfully, and said softly, "Third Sister, good morning."

Yan Cong'an was amused by her appearance, and asked with a smile, "Why are you so polite today? Are you really my sixth sister?"

Yan Congle smiled, revealing his original shape.She stepped forward to grab Yan Cong'an's arm, and complained: "Auntie said that I will be old next year, let me learn some rules, so as not to be rejected by my husband's house. I am exhausted these two days!"

Yan Cong'an pretended to look her up and down, nodded and said seriously: "I was so polite just now, I will definitely find a good marriage next year."

Yan Congle blushed, patted Yan Cong'an's arm shyly, and said coquettishly, "Third Sister~"

Yuzhu put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, Yan Cong'an lifted his chin and said with a smile, "Let's eat first."

The two of them had breakfast, Yan Congle pulled Yan Cong'an and said that he wanted to share an interesting story with her.

Yan Congle picked up the tea on the side, took a bite and smiled, looking very happy: "I'm here today to tell third sister a good news, does third sister want to hear it?"

Yan Cong'an raised his eyebrows, pretending to be curious: "What's the good news?"

Before swallowing the refreshments in her mouth, Yan Congle's cheeks were bulging, and she looked very delicate and cute.She swallowed her tea, took another sip of tea and said, "Xue Ge won't come to pester Third Sister these days."

Yan Cong'an knew about this yesterday, but he still said calmly: "How do you know he won't come these few days?"

Yan Congle picked up the second piece of tea with two fingers, and said gloatingly, "I just heard what the maid next to my aunt said, and all the servants at home know about it. Yesterday Xue Ge didn't know what kind of crazy he was. He went to Qingshan Lake for a cruise in March. Appreciate the lanterns, and don't be afraid of getting winded."

She took a sip of tea while talking, and continued: "Yesterday, he was fed not only with wind, but also with water. Our eldest aunt is also a god, and her stinginess is comparable to that of Yuan Zong in the previous dynasty." Kui. Last night she was reluctant to part with the ten-cent consultation fee, so she ran to the house in the middle of the night to find Li Langzhong to see Xue Ge."

"From the south of the city to the north of the city and back to the south of the city, it took an hour to go back and forth. At this time, the lake water was freezing at night, so Xue Ge himself drank cold water, and was delayed for another hour, and he almost lost his breath. Go. I'm lying on the bed now, and I won't be able to get out of bed for a while."

"Fortunately, Ah Weng went to Qinglongguan, otherwise my aunt would definitely be punished again."

The Yuan Zongkui that Yan Congle talked about was the Sima of Guozhou in the former dynasty, and he was a small weapon.The old maid at home died, and she said that she should buy a good coffin for her, but she was really reluctant to give up, so she shirked that she had just arrived and her family was poor, so she couldn't afford a new coffin.Then he asked the steward at home to buy a coffin for his own family who claimed to be the steward, and just pick a usable pair.The steward told this matter to outsiders, and everyone laughed at Yuan Zongkui's stinginess.

After the story was finished, Yan Congle patted Yan Cong'an's hand comfortingly and said, "Third Sister will be able to be clean for a while."

Seeing her facing him like this, Yan Cong'an was very pleased.The matter of Xue Ge falling into the water was what Yan Cong'an ordered the treasure box to do, just a lesson is enough, never thought that the follow-up event would be even more exciting.

After talking about the interesting stories, Yan Congle went back to the West Garden contentedly after eating another five yuan tea.

"Third lady, there is a problem with the Mipu account book." After Yan Congle left, the treasure box walked in and bowed.

Although the rice shop of Yan's commercial firm bears Yan's signboard, it was the dowry of Yan Cong'an's mother, Lu's, and was handed over to Yan Cong'an after his parents died.A few years ago, Yan Cong'an's health was not good, and the rice shop was managed by an old steward who was married by the Lu family.The old steward was old, so Yan Cong'an was promoted and Yan Hongrui became the steward.

Yan Cong'an was a little surprised when he heard the words, and then she remembered the new accountant at Mipu, hooked the corners of her lips, and asked, "Brother is here?"

Bao He nodded and replied, "Guan Yan is outside the courtyard right now."

Yan Cong'an got up from the small case, straightened the corners of his clothes, and ordered: "Brother, please come in."

After a while, Yan Hongrui quickly walked in from the house, smiled and said to Yan Cong'an: "It's really wise for you to let Fei Bai be the accountant."

Yan Cong'an slightly raised his eyebrows, led him to sit beside the small table, smiled slightly: "Brother, sit down and talk." Then he turned to Yuzhu and ordered: "Bring tea to brother."

Yan Hongrui took a sip of tea, and then said: "Fei Bai is really a genius. That day I saw her go to work on the first day, so I found her an old account book for reference. The first two days were nothing special. She worked every day. After completing the account books, I left. The day before yesterday, she said that she wanted to see the account books from previous years. I didn’t think much about it, so I gave the account books to her for inspection, but she told me the next day that there was a problem with the previous account books.”

Yan Cong'an was a little curious when he heard this, and asked, "What's the problem?"

Yan Hongrui only thought that she was concerned about the accounts of the rice shop, so he also smiled, and said seriously: "There are two problems, both of which happened in last autumn. The first problem was the saint's amnesty last year. Since January last year, the residence tax ( Goods transaction tax) has been reduced from 25 per thousand to 25 per thousand, but the account book has been using [-] per thousand, but it was changed to [-] per thousand in January this year. Last year, there was a difference in the account book Seventeen hundred dollars."

Yan Hongrui paused, glanced at Yan Cong'an, and saw that her expression was the same. He was afraid that the money was too little and insignificant. He took a sip of tea, and then said: "Although the money is small, there is a mistake in the end. The second problem is a bit serious. Last year, Mipu sold almost the same amount of old rice and new rice, which is really abnormal.”

"Mipu usually sells nearly 200% of new rice every year, and the remaining [-]% becomes old rice in the next year. It is slightly different every year, but the proportion does not change too much. But Mipu's accounts are from Starting three years ago, new rice will be sold for less than [-]% less than the previous year, and old rice will be sold for [-]% more. The price of old rice is less than half of that of new rice, and there has been a difference of nearly [-] yuan in the past three years."

One thousand seven hundred coins is only more than three pennies, which is not a lot, but two hundred pennies is not a small amount.Mi Pu has indeed not been as good as before in recent years, she only thought that the old manager was old and unable to do what he wanted, but it turned out that it was an internal thief.

It's just such a large amount, Yan Cong'an thinks that it's not something a small accountant can do by himself.

Yan Cong'an recalled that after he made Yan Hongrui the manager of the rice shop, the first person to leave was the old manager's nephew.Thinking about it now, it seems that what the man said about quitting his job to take care of his uncle must have been just an excuse.In the second month after he left, the accountant had to go home to take care of his sick mother.

Even the excuses of the two are so similar.

The owner was young and was not in Huaxi County all year round, so some people had crooked thoughts and did some tricks to make profits for themselves.The tampering done on the account books is not conspicuous, and usually the new account office will not check the old accounts, which makes this person so bold.

"Who did Cong An think did it?" Yan Hongrui asked.

Yan Cong'an didn't answer but instead asked, "Brother, who do you think did it?"

Yan Hongrui took a sip of tea, and said bluntly: "Needless to say more about the accountant, it must be related. There is another person who is the nephew of the old steward. He is the deputy steward of the rice shop. I have been in the rice shop for less than two days. So I asked to resign, thinking about it is a guilty conscience."

Yan Cong'an nodded and said: "Let the follow-up matters be handled by the treasure box."

"Then I'll go back to the rice shop first." Yan Hongrui finished his cup of tea, got up and said.

Yan Cong'an stopped him, and said with a slight smile, "Brother, give Xun Feibai two pennies as a reward for this audit."

Yan Hongrui turned around and looked at her with some inquiring eyes. Yan Cong'an's expression remained unchanged, and he let him scrutinize her.

Thinking of something, Yan Hongrui smiled in a clear manner, and without saying a word, walked out of Nuanxiang Pavilion.