Rong Lan

What caught his eyes was a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. This was not only his appearance in reality, but also Rong Lan's appearance in the game.

Rong Lan originally thought that the reason why he maintained his real appearance in the game was that the system was set up in this way to provide players with a good game experience, but as expected of the game development team formed by him, the system developed by him is actually smart. I found a space where even the characters look the same to structure the game world.

It's a pity that the semi-finished system developed by these people is too bad!

I don't know if he died in the hospital, whether his subordinates dealt with the aftermath for him, cremated him and buried him.

Rong Lan thought, he probably borrowed the corpse of "Rong Lan" in this world to come back to travel, but...

He patted his pale face vigorously to make it look more rosy, then raised his palm and stared at his right hand, frowning slightly.

this body...

"Sir must be hungry!" Qianbo took lunch into Rong Lan's room in a blink of an eye, "It's cold outside, so I specially ordered an extra bowl of ginger soup for you, and you can drink it while it's hot!"

Rong Lan looked away from her hands, and walked sideways to the table: "Thank you."

Qianbo shook her head: "Sir, you don't have to be polite to me! The waiters in the store start eating much earlier than the customers, and I will ask you to go to the dining room with me after dinner, so that I can introduce you to other people." Qianbo He motioned for Rong Lan to sit down, and said: "Also, it's cold in Hongzhou in winter, and my husband's clothes are a bit too thin. If my husband needs it, I can accompany him to a tailor shop in the city to buy some winter clothes."

"Then I will thank you." Rong Lan nodded and thanked, and only lamented that the young man in front of him is worthy of being the son of the shopkeeper, and he can handle everything at a young age.

Hongzhou City wasn't too big, but it wasn't too small either. After lunch, accompanied by Qianbo, Rong Lan walked for about three quarters of an hour to a clothing store in the south of the city.

Along the way, Qianbo introduced the local conditions and customs of Hongzhou to Rong Lan, and mentioned the war that had just ended not long ago, with unconcealable excitement in his words: "Sir, I don't know that the emperor and the crown prince left Hongzhou City How spectacular the city was that day! It was this Pingde Street, both sides of the street were full of people crowding to see the beauty of the sky, Qianbo never thought that in this life, he would have the opportunity to meet the emperor of our Great Zhou!"

After all, Qianbo was young, and when he got excited, he couldn't hold it back. He didn't care whether the listeners had heard it before, but he just talked about how the emperor established the crown prince, deposed the queen, and how he brought the crown prince to Hongzhou for the imperial conquest. The legendary story of conquering Beijue is told from the beginning to the end with added oil and vinegar, together with some hearsay.

After the abolition, the subjugation of Beijue, the things that Rong Lan had worked so hard for, and the rumors that the emperor had an affair with the Minister of the Household Department, all these things were being told one by one at this moment, and Rong Lan only had a smile on his face. Smiling, after listening to other people's stories with relish, he sighed with the storyteller at the end: "It is a blessing for us and the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty to have such a wise king as the current emperor!"

"That's not to say!" Qianbo nodded heavily, and he talked happily all the way. He only felt that the new Mr. Rong was not only handsome and elegant, but also had a much more easy-going temper than Mr. Tian and Mr. Guo. It was always easy to talk to him. Feeling relaxed and friendly, I can't help feeling more fond of Rong Lan.

He took Rong Lan to stop in front of a ready-made clothing store called "Qiannishang", "Sir, we are here! This is the clothing store with the most complete range in the city."

"En, go in and have a look." Rong Lan nodded, took off her cloak to shake the snow, followed Qianbo to the shop, before entering the shop, looked up at the huge plaque on the wide lintel.

Why is it such a coincidence that there is a word "thousand"?

Rong Lan never picks out clothes, but only bought a few warm enough clothes inside and out. When paying the money, the shopkeeper who collected the money first glanced at the cloak in his hand, and then stared at the one he was wearing. It took a long time to accept the money.

As soon as Rong Lan and Qian Pan got out of the Qianni clothes, the shopkeeper ordered the shop assistant: "Bring me the reserved sample of the cloud pattern brocade as a tribute."

Rong Lan and Qian Bo returned to Qian Shi Ke, first changed into winter clothes, and then, as agreed, went to the dining room in the backyard a little earlier than usual for dinner.

There were quite a few people sitting in the hall, and the only son of the shopkeeper, Qianbo, seemed to be well acquainted with all the old and young staff in the restaurant. His young master is going to be the accountant?"

Qianbo frowned upon hearing this: "Uncle Kan, Mr. Rong's family is in trouble, so don't say this in front of him, lest you make him feel bad."

"You are very protective of the new gentleman!"

Qianbo had a look of "I am maintenance": "Mr. Rong is the best person, and you will like him when you talk to him!" As soon as Qianbo finished speaking, she saw Rong Lan step into the dining room, Hurry up and happily greet him: "Sir!"

Following Qianbo's announcement, the hall became quiet for a while.

Rong Lan didn't know how to comb his hair, and his black hair was scattered behind him, which made his face look as white as jade, and his actions added a bit of elegance.

The master of the spoon sighed: "You are still a handsome young man!"

Taking advantage of everyone's presence during the meal, Qianbo introduced the members of the restaurant to Rong Lan one by one, from Kanbo who is in charge of the spoon to Brother Feng who is the waiter. Apart from their real names, they don't even use their nicknames.

Rong Lan smiled and nodded to get acquainted with each other, with a casual attitude, he did not have the arrogance and arrogance of ordinary rich men, so not only did everyone not feel that this casualness was impolite, but on the contrary, they felt a little inexplicably cordial. I couldn't help but believe what Qianbo said in my heart, she really was a person who would fall in love after talking.

Before dawn the next morning, Rong Lan washed up and dressed neatly. After breakfast in the dining room, she was called by the head shopkeeper to the accountant in the west wing, ready to start the first day of work.

There were already people busy in the room, Qian Pan brought Rong Lan to two of them, and introduced him, "This is Tian Yu, Mr. Tian; this is Guo Quan, Mr. Guo."

Rong Lan clasped her hands together: "Mr. Tian! Mr. Guo!"

At the end of yesterday, the two accountants went to the family to pay the bills and were not in the restaurant, so this was the first time Rong Lan saw his real colleagues, and it was also the first time Tian Yu and Guo Quan met the new juniors.

Both Tian and Guo were born with serious faces, so naturally they didn't see much enthusiasm, so they bowed back to Rong Lan as a face-to-face meeting, and then went to work separately.

Qian Pan repeated to Rong Lan all the rules Qianbo said yesterday, and then handed him a bunch of keys, but these keys were not the keys to the restaurant's bank.

Just listen to Qian Pan said: "Tian Yu and Guo Quan are enough for the restaurant's daily accounts, and the New Year is less than two months away. This is the key to the account room in the East Wing. It contains all the accounts of the restaurant for the past year. You can check it again. .”

Over there, Tian Yu and Guo Quan couldn't help looking at the new young man in amazement when they heard the words, and then lowered their heads and were busy with the affairs in their hands. It turned out to be the East Wing. No wonder there is no shortage of accountants in the restaurant, and the big shopkeeper is still recruiting!

Compared with the busy counting room in the west wing, the counting room in the east wing is extraordinarily quiet and dignified.

Rong Lan opened three iron locks in a row, and there was a room full of bookshelves and books, neatly arranged by category, and spotless.

All the accounts in one year are in one account, and they are re-checked against each other. This work is a bit like the year-end settlement of a modern company.

Rong Lan is familiar with the road, facing the room full of ledgers alone, the abacus is crackling under his hands, the speed is so fast, Qian Pan can't help showing surprise when he passes by the room several times.

In the afternoon, Rong Lan was concentrating on an account that seemed to be not quite right in her hand, when Qianbo's voice rang in her ears from outside the house: "Sir, my father said, from today onwards, I will learn how to manage accounts from my husband!"

Rong Lan didn't raise her eyes, she only pointed to a record in the account and asked Qianbo: "You came just in time, let me ask you, how much money does our restaurant spend on average for salt every year?"

Qianbo looked at Rong Lan and pointed to the next line of numbers, and replied: "The price of salt this year is not stable, and it is indeed different from previous years." Can you guess the difference from previous years?Really amazing person!

Of course, Rong Lan didn't speculate based on the accounts of the thousand eaters this year. In fact, at least three years ago, he knew the salt price of the entire Great Zhou like the back of his hand, but how could it be unstable this year?

Rong Lan frowned, guessing that there was still a gap between the game and the reality, and then thought, since the two account books match each other, then he must be thinking too much.

This is the beginning of the part-time job life. With helpers, the work of checking accounts is carried out more orderly.

In addition to checking accounts every day, Ronglan taught Qianbo the modern mathematics of mathematical statistics in his spare time, and also taught Qianbo about business management and marketing.

From the very first day, Rong Lan knew that there was nothing to learn about Qianbo account management. The shopkeeper asked his son to learn from him, except to give his son a chance to practice, just to find an excuse to monitor him. After all, accounts are so important It is still a top secret of an enterprise.

But Qianbo is smart and modest, and is a good student, so Rong Lan is happy to teach him something else.In fact, for the modern world, Rong Lan always has feelings that cannot be let go. He can't go back, and being able to show the things there to teach others is also a comfort to him.

Whenever Rong Lan writes and draws on paper with a charcoal pen, Qian Bo is always amazed that Mr. Rong has a wide range of knowledge, and what he talks about is unheard of, and he learns it more seriously.

Time passed quickly, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

During this month, Rong Lan observed that "Thousand Eaters" was actually the most popular restaurant in Hongzhou City, not one of them.Unless there are no vacancies in the store, most of the businessmen who come and go to Hongzhou don't choose other places, and they seem to only look for this one.

Besides, the restaurant of Qianqianke is elegant and elegant, low-key and luxurious. The layout is divided into five floors: the first floor is the lobby, for some individual guests to dine; There are three or five businessmen here to negotiate business; the next three floors are guest rooms, which are divided into lower, middle, and upper classes, and the price of each room is higher than that of the first floor.

Although it is a comprehensive restaurant, its dishes are also well-known far and wide. The back kitchen is busy from dawn to closing.

For such a large restaurant, the daily turnover is estimated to be several thousand silver.

After months of checking, Rong Lan understood why the same restaurant had to be divided into east and west side account rooms. No matter how big the turnover of thousands of diners was, it would not be enough for him to check so many accounts. The owner of this restaurant must be Running many other businesses elsewhere at the same time, the accounts in the East Wing Accounting Room are hardly involved in the restaurant, or far exceed the scale that Qiantianke has on the surface.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Rong Lan coughed a few times and stopped writing, but these didn't have much to do with him. He only needed to check the accounts to make sure there were no fake accounts, find out the mistakes and omissions in the accounts, and do his job well.