Chapter 740: Start checking the accounts
"Hahaha... you didn't see it. When I sent the account books over, Zhu Pingan's surprised look was like a frightened native dog outside the door. , Hahaha..."
After ensuring that everything was fine, Zhang Guanku asked Mr. Zhao to lead someone to send the account books to Zhu Ping'an. After Dr. Zhao returned from delivering the account books, he returned to the stall to share Zhu Ping'an's surprise with everyone, smiling from ear to ear.
"Frightened native dog... Hahaha, Mr. Zhao, your metaphor is really perfect, we are amazed..."
In an instant, the stall was full of laughter.
I just like to see Zhu Ping'an's surprised look, which makes Zhao Langzhong and others feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
However, if they could see the scene in the secluded room more than a hundred meters away, maybe their laughter would not be so brilliant.
In the secluded house, ten boxes were placed on the ground around the desk, occupying half of the floor space of the room. They were filled with stacks of account books, giving people the impression of a mountain of accounts and a sea of books. feeling.
Middle of the box.
The young boy who should have been frightened like what Mr. Zhao said was now curling up his lips with a smile and a pair of bright eyes, looking at the sea of account books on the ground as if they were treasures. There is no trace of surprise...
As the treasury, Taicang should have so many account books. If there were less, Zhu Pingan would be surprised.
I think Jia Langzhong and the others moved all the account books in Taicang in the past three years in order to make themselves retreat.
This saves trouble.
I really should thank Langzhong Jia and Langzhong Zhao.
Zhu Pingan smiled slightly and leaned down to look at the ten boxes one by one. There were labels on the boxes, which marked the time of the account books in the boxes. Zhu Pingan chose the earliest box, took out a ledger from the box, took it to the table by the window, poured a cup of tea, opened a page and started reading.
"In April of the 28th year of Jiajing (Taicang), the fish collection silver was 7,459 taels and 4 cents and 0 cents"
This is the limitation of the times, even for institutions like the Ming Dynasty Treasury The accounting method cannot transcend the scope of single-entry accounting method.
The single-entry accounting method is easy to falsify and cannot be detected. This is why they are so confident.
As far as the account book in hand is concerned, the records are detailed, clear and logical, and there is no flaw at all. If Ming Dynasty were to select the best account book now, this account book, no, strictly speaking, all the account books in it would be enough to be selected.
Zhu Ping'an continued to flip through a few pages, looked at the records, and curled his lips slightly. If he were a native of Ming Dynasty, even if he had been studying accounts since he was a child and was trained as an accountant, he would encounter these I guess I can't do anything about the account books. There seems to be no problem with these accounts at all.
This is a common problem with account books in this era. It is easy to falsify. It is difficult for ordinary high-end accounting offices to find problems when doing accounting.
For example, when I was selected for the election, I helped my father-in-law check the accounts. That time, it was only the father-in-law who made false accounts. At that time, all the accounting offices in Huaining County gathered together and checked for several days without finding any problems. Come.
What's more, this time the accounts were done by the top accountant of the treasury.
However, it is a pity that I am not a native of the Ming Dynasty, but a modern person with hundreds of years of history. Looking at this account book with modern accounting knowledge, it is different. There is something hidden in it. There is no way to hide the loopholes.
Do it again using the double-entry accounting method, and the evil spirits in the account book will be revealed for their true colors.
Zhu Pingan sat on a chair, drinking tea and looking through the account book in his hand. After finishing a cup of tea, Zhu Pingan also finished flipping through the book.
Putting down the tea cup and the account book, Zhu Pingan reached out from his arms and took out the twenty double-entry accounting sheets he drew last night.
After thinking for a while, he put nineteen of them into the corner of a box.
Be on guard against others.
Opening the first page of the account book, confirming that it was the earliest one, and then unfolding the double-entry accounting table on the table, Zhu Pingan began to grind the ink. After grinding the ink, he took it from the pen holder A small brush dipped in ink began to make accounts using the double-entry accounting method.
It’s not complicated
You’ll get better as you practice.
The sun outside gradually rose, and the sun began to scorch the sky and the earth again. The watchdog in Taicang began to stick out its tongue and curl up in the shade without moving.
Zhang The manager is not in his office, but practicing calligraphy in another secluded room in Taicang. There are seven or eight ice basins in the room, making the temperature in the room cool and suitable.
Mr. Zhao was not in Taicang at this time, but was working as a prostitute not far from Taicang, holding a coquettish young woman in his arms. This young woman was originally a widow. Her husband died and she had no children. Her uncle kicked her out in order to fight for the family property. A woman was kicked out of the house. She had no skills and could only use her body. Fortunately, this young woman was unwilling to accept it. Lonely, it turns out that when her husband was still alive, she had hooked up with wild men, and now she has become a prostitute like a fish in water.
There are five or six prostitutes here, all doing business in Taicang and Shenji Camp not far from Taicang.
In their words, there are no bad cats, only bad birds. If you guard this land, you won’t have to worry about running out of business.
Jia Langzhong and three treasurers are playing horse crane in another secluded room in Taicang. There are seven or eight ice basins in the room. The room is very cool, but the atmosphere in the room is very hot. , Ever since Jia Langzhong came into contact with the horse crane, if he didn't do it a few times a day, his hands would feel extremely itchy and he would lose energy all day long.
"Song Jiang Wan Wan Guan, hahaha, I'm sorry for touching it."
After Jia Langzhong touched a card, he laughed, even though he had won a lot of silver. Yes, but who cares if you win too much.
"Alas, Mr. Jia's luck is so good today, God will kill God when he blocks it, and Buddha will kill Buddha when he blocks Buddha."
The rest of the people at the card table looked like they were sighing and complaining, but they were very happy to pay out their money.
"Master Jia, should we go to Zhu Ping'an's place to see if anything goes wrong." A treasurer at the card table reminded.
“What’s there to see? Didn’t you listen to what the ghosts said? Even all the accounting offices in the capital would be sure they couldn’t find any problems after spending months, let alone abacus calculations. Zhu Ping'an is safe."
"That's right, that's right"
The other two treasurers retorted with a smile.
"What Treasurer Wang said makes sense. Let's play a few more rounds and then go take a look."
Jia Langzhong was feeling lucky at this time, so he just played one round and naturally he didn't want to leave. He said while shuffling the cards at the card table.
Play a few more rounds.
The others at the table knew the elegant meaning of Xiange, and started shuffling the cards together. Naturally, they no longer mentioned going to see Zhu Pingan to check the accounts.
The sun outside is getting higher and higher, and the scorching sunlight shines in through the window. The mottled windows cannot block it at all. The scorching sunlight shines through the window and falls on Zhu Pingan who is writing furiously at the desk. .
It was already very hot in the room at this time, and the official uniform on Zhu Pingan's shoulders and back was already very wet, but Zhu Pingan seemed not to feel anything and was still concentrating on what he was doing. Double-entry accounting table. There are nine account books that have been sorted out on the desk, and the tenth account book in front of you only has two pages left.
(End of this chapter)