Unknowingly, more than ten days have passed since Li Miao stayed in Zhe Mansion to recuperate from his injuries.

During these ten days, Li Miao tried his best to understand Zhefu and this strange world. As he gradually understood it, he gradually adapted to it.

At the same time, perhaps because the medicine prescribed by Mr. Tang was relatively good, the injury on the chest was already much better. Even if I pressed hard on it, it would only cause a slight sting.

Life is basically fine now.

However, facing this situation that was originally a good thing, Li Miao found it difficult to be happy.

Just because this means it's time for him to leave Zhefu.

Now he is still not very prepared for leaving Zhefu and going out into the outside world, even after more than ten days have passed.

He needs to continue to stay in this house.

But, for what reason?

When I was extremely worried about this, things finally turned around.

This morning, the bun-faced maid came to bring him breakfast as usual. She accidentally mentioned that the accountant in the mansion was going back to his hometown to spend his old age, and that there was a lack of an accountant in the mansion.

Hearing the news, Li Miao suddenly felt secretly happy, and he thought of how to solve this problem.

As long as you become the accountant of Zhe Mansion, wouldn't you be able to stay in Zhe Mansion legitimately?

Before his uncle's company went bankrupt, he would work as an accountant in his uncle's company for a period of time during winter and summer vacations. He was not worried about whether he was qualified for the position of accountant.

So, with a somewhat frightened look on Baozi's face, Li Miao came over with a flattering expression.

"Miss Xing'er..."

Zhefu, study.

Zhe Xinyi, who was sitting inside the document, tapped the document gently, her eyebrows with a bit of heroic spirit were tightly locked together, and it could be seen that she was in a very bad mood.

There are only a few days left before the payment of military pay to the Zhejia Army, but for some reasons, the current money of the Zhejia Army is not enough to pay every soldier.

So, she thought of personally paying for the missing money.

However, after checking the account books in Zhefu, I found that even if all were paid, there would still be a shortage of about five thousand silver.

Looking for someone to borrow?

Subconsciously, that delicate and almost flawless face appeared in my mind.

She shook her head lightly. She didn't want to owe that person a favor unless it was a last resort.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of the bun-faced maid.

"Miss, Mr. Li said he has something to ask you about, about Mr. Accountant."

......

After listening to the words of the frail scholar in front of her, Zhe Xinyi thought for a while and then said: "I can give you this opportunity for the position of Mr. Accountant, but whether you are qualified or not depends on your ability."

"Thank you, Miss Zhe!"

Li Miao clasped his fists to express his gratitude. He was confident that he could do the job.

Next, Zhe Xinyi called the accountant again and explained the situation to him.

The accountant of Zhe Mansion is named Liu Yanzhi. He is an old man in his early sixties. He has defected to Zhe Mansion many years ago. He is very loyal to Zhe Mansion. In addition, he is a scholar and is good at keeping accounts.

He also understood him quite well, so he naturally became the accountant of the Zhe family.

"Master Li, this is a copy of Zhefu's account book. If you have any questions, you can ask me. You're welcome."

Liu Yanzhi smiled and handed Li Miao a ledger.

Li Miao smiled and said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Liu."

In these three days, he will calculate all the expenses and income of the Zhefu year before and last year from this account book, as well as the specific details.

This is the task Zhe Xinyi gave him. As long as he can complete it within three days, he will be able to replace Liu Yanzhi and become the new accountant of Zhe Mansion.

This task seems simple, but it is not.

The income and expenditure of such a large Zhefu, especially the expenditure, are all kinds of miscellaneous. In addition, the arithmetic in this world is far less developed than that of later generations. It is also necessary to be familiar with the accounting method of the ledger, and does not have a certain arithmetic foundation and accountant.

Based on experience, it is not easy to accurately calculate all the expenses and income of Zhefu for two years.

......

In this way, another day has passed.

On this day, Li Miao put almost all his energy into the account book, finally completed the task assigned to him by Zhe Xinyi, and came to Zhe Xinyi's study again.

I don't know how much time passed, but Zhe Xinyi raised her head from the document and looked at Li Miao in surprise.

Li Miao said confidently: "Miss Zhe, how are you?"

Zhe Xinyi stood up and said: "Basically there is no big error."

At the end of each year, the Zhe Mansion will calculate all the expenses and income for the whole year based on the ledger. Zhe Xinyi just took out the statistics from the year before and last year and compared them with the statistics from Li Miao.

Compare.

"The statistics were calculated in just one day. How did you do this?" Zhe Xinyi asked in surprise.

Originally, according to her intention, as long as Li Miao could calculate the expenditure and income of Zhe Mansion the year before and last year within three days, even if there were some deviations, if it was not too outrageous, Li Miao could be considered as the new president of Zhe Mansion.

The first accountant.

However, it was far beyond her expectation. Li Miao actually did this in just one day.

Even, there is no deviation!

How on earth did he do this?

Is it possible that his abacus-typing speed has reached an inhuman level?

Li Miao had already prepared his words, smiled lightly, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, I just used Arabic numerals, so the calculation is a little faster."

"Arabic numerals?" Zhe Xinyi was puzzled.

So, Li Miao gave a rough explanation, and saw that Zhe Xinyi still looked confused. After obtaining his consent, he came to the document and briefly showed the Yierhe algorithm on a piece of rice paper.

"Where did you get these so-called Arabic numerals?"

Zhe Xinyi looked at Li Miao in great surprise. Although she didn't know much about arithmetic, she could still see how important the so-called Arabic numerals played in arithmetic.

Li Miao replied: "We got it from the ancient Indians."

Zhe Xinyi: "Ancient Indians?"

Li Miao said unhurriedly: "The ancient Indians came from a distant country, and it was only after I met an ancient Indian by chance that I learned about the Arabic numerals."

Zhe Xinyi stopped talking, not sure whether she believed Li Miao's words or not.

Li Miao reminded: "Miss Zhe, what about... the position of Mr. Accountant?"

Zhe Xinyi chuckled and said, "Go find Uncle Liu tomorrow and explain to him."

"Thank you, Miss Zhe!"

Li Miao clasped her fists at Zhe Xinyi. When she arrived here, she finally felt relieved.

Then, I remembered something and couldn't help but hesitate to speak.

Seeing this, Zhe Xinyi said: "If you have anything, please just tell me."

After taking a slight breath, Li Miao said: "Miss Zhe, I looked through the account books of Zhe Mansion and found that starting from three years ago, something was wrong with the account books."

"Something's wrong? What do you mean?"

Zhe Xinyi's eyes narrowed slightly. Three years ago was the time when she officially took over the affairs of Zhe Mansion from her father.

Li Miao said with certainty: "False accounts! Someone has tampered with the account books since three years ago."

Zhe Xinyi frowned and said in disbelief: "This is impossible, the account book has always been kept by Uncle Liu."
Chapter completed!