C30 He Could Eat More than He Wanted to Even If It Meant Eating More than He Wanted

Princess chatted with Princess for two hours in the main hall. Princess probably felt sorry for Lady Liu. Even though she felt like chatting, she still sent Mr. Xue next door to do something.

As soon as Wu Tie entered, he received several small eye knives from Lady Liu. Lady Liu seemed to be smiling, but her eyes were sharp as she whizzed, "Clerk Xue, you're here?"

The word "Clerk Xue" was uttered in a way that made him tremble with rage and grit his teeth. Mr. Xue was sweating. Was this a reminder that Clerk was clearly Mr. Xue, but Lady Liu was the one who did the work?

Luckily, Lady Liu was a cultured person, and she valued a gentleman's words to not make a move. Mr. Xue chuckled dryly, "Actually, I came quite early. I went to the plantation for two hours and got pulled by Princess for another two hours. Where are the books? "Let me arrange it."

"Humph!"

Mr. Xue pretended to be listening to Ao Jiao's little humph and smilingly moved the account books over. Although Lady Liu humphed, she had actually already put them away according to the time sequence. Mr. Xue only needed to calculate once and then he would be okay.

Although these books appeared to be numerous, in reality, the numbers written in Chinese characters constituted more of the paper. At this time, the book was read from left to right, and every expense was clearly remembered. However, it was not concise and precise enough.

Princess Pingyang had had Clerk before, and a year ago Han Jin had taken over from the former Clerk who had died of illness, and Princess hadn't sent him any more. As a result, there weren't that many books or documents. The main thing was that they were all trivial.

The account books of the five big boxes. There were four big boxes that recorded the accounts, but these were all given to Clerk for safekeeping, so they were all handed over to him.

Mr. Xue didn't care about the accounts first. They had already gone through two people's hands, so there was no need to check. The fact that Han Jin could accept this meant that he had definitely checked the accounts before taking over. There was no problem.

What Mr. Xue wanted to check was what Han Jin had taken over. He wanted to calculate the figures and check them. Mr. Xue ordered people to find Changjian, bring in the bookcase, take out a pen and a ruler from the bookcase, then asked Lady Liu for a large piece of uncut Xuan paper. Mr. Xue began to fold the paper and cut it into the desired size.

After the cuts, he started drawing the tables. Mr. Xue knew how to make a simple account book. When he did things himself, he would do the accounts himself. If he was asked to do something complicated like a balance sheet, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it. However, a simple general ledger, or a cash flow account, it was really just a small card.

The forms were mainly for the accounts that he would later manage. Before Mr. Xue took over, he found a piece of paper and calculated the number of each month on it before settling the annual accounts.

Because of the fragmented and irregular bookkeeping method, he still hadn't figured out what was going on until dinner time in the afternoon. The Tang Dynasty didn't have any lights, and at the moment, there weren't any windows, so the lighting in the room wasn't very bright. For the sake of eyes, Mr. Xue didn't want to work overtime.

Lady Liu's face was full of shock. Her refusal to work overtime was akin to biting her teeth to pieces. She stood up angrily, grabbed her jacket and left with Mr. Xue.

Mr. Xue didn't care about her at all. After work, he called Changjian to go home with her. When they arrived at the door, Mr. Xue remembered about the green beans, yellow beans and leek seeds that he had asked for this morning.

"Husband, what's the matter?"

"You and Changjian go to the plantation and ask Ma Yuanliang for two big basins that are useless and carry some soil back."

"Here."

Good servants never ask why their masters do this. Good servants only obey their masters' commands. It was obvious that Changjian and Wan Fu were good servants.

Mr. Xue returned to the backyard. The moment he came in, soy milk, buns, and youtiao ran over. Steamed buns stood under the eaves and quietly watched him. That look was simply amazing.

As soon as he entered, Mo Zhu and Lamei came to welcome him.

Mr. Xue looked at the hem of his clothes. Although he had already paid a lot of attention to it, he still accidentally dirtied it when doing things. Mr. Xue was a bit embarrassed: "My clothes are dirty again! How about, Mo Zhu, can I trouble you to make me a set of brown short clothes? In case I'm not used to the robe and accidentally get dirty. "

Mo Zhu and Mr. Xue looked at each other, "My husband is someone who needs to attend to His Highness. How can he always wear brown? Rather than wearing brown, why not give my husband a few extra clothes to change his clothes. "Your servant remembers that when I first moved in, Lady Liu left behind some cloth to cut some for my husband."

With that, he changed Mr. Xue's clothes and headed back to the warehouse.

Although it was called a warehouse, Mr. Xue felt that it was probably the most barren warehouse. Inside were three pitiful rolls of cloth, which Lady Liu had given him back then.

Poor!

Chatting with Princess today had inspired Mr. Xue to earn money. There were a few businesses that could be done, and two of them could be left for the future Emperor Taizong to manage. At that time, it would be the right time.

Now, there was one thing he could talk to Princess about. He had to talk to Princess. He had no capital, and without capital, he couldn't start a business deal. I hope Princess is not too shrewd when it comes to business.

Not long after Mr. Xue came back, Xiuniang made dinner and really bought him some bean sprouts. This season, the bean sprouts are not easy to grow, selling very expensive.

The amount he gave was less than what he got after stir-frying. It was only a matter of two or three chopsticks. However, Mr. Xue, who hadn't eaten any stir-fried vegetables since he had transmigrated, was quite satisfied. He fried the bean sprouts and directly nibbled two steamed buns. If it was white rice, he estimated that he could get three bowls.

Actually, Mr. Xue's favorite way to eat bean sprouts was, of course, to put them in a boiled fish or to heat them with boiling water to make a cold mix. It was sour, spicy, and very appetizing. Unfortunately, the chili seeds had not yet been splattered. It was too early to eat chili peppers.

When they finished eating, Hail and Changjian had already brought the pots and soil back. He first took a basin, mixed the soil with wood ash, sprinkled the leek seeds, watered them, and told Wanfu to go to the stables and scoop up some horse manure.

After he was done, he moved to an empty house that couldn't be illuminated by the sun. After that, he didn't need to worry about it anymore. All he needed to do was to water the house from time to time and add some fertilizer. Leek is a very fertilizer intensive vegetable.

The simplest thing to do was to give birth to bean sprouts. Mr. Xue asked for everyone's opinion: "Do you want to eat green bean sprout or yellow bean sprout?"

"Green Bean Bud!"

This is Mo Zhu. Lamei was straightforward. "Husband, the yellow bean sprouts and green bean sprouts are all delicious. "As long as it's something that my husband wants to eat, I'll eat it. This servant will just have to share it with you."

Mr. Xue looked at Mo Zhu, meaning that Lamei knew how to speak. Mo Zhu's face twitched as if he was being looked down on. Mr. Xue burst out in laughter and decided to share it with everyone.

Calling Xiuniang over, "Just watch how I do it. I'll leave it to you from now on!"

Xiuniang's eyes were wide open, her tone agitated. "Lang …" "My husband wants to teach this servant?"

Before Mr. Xue could react, Mo Zhu shouted, "Husband!"

Mr. Xue looked at her in confusion. Mo Zhu said angrily, "How can you teach others your husband's abilities so casually?!"

Mr. Xue burst into laughter, "You even know how to shoot a bean sprout, right? "It's not worth it. It's very simple. You can learn anything you want."

"Really?"

"Of course, it's real. Basically, I'll be able to read it once."