Otaku Engineer in Great Tang Dynasty Chapter 11: Check accounts

　　 "Master, you see if that over there is the master." Xiao He pointed to a shop not far away.

　　 "It's Daddy, it's Daddy, brother, let's go see Daddy!"

　　 Lan'er glanced over there, and immediately grabbed Li Zexuan's hand and exclaimed in joy.

　　 In fact, after Xiao He finished speaking, Li Zexuan could clearly see that the man was his father. There was a plaque on the shop that read "Li Ji Garment Shop". His father was talking to them with his back facing them. Nian scribes talking.

　　 Seeing that Lan'er wanted to find her father, Li Zexuan had to let her take her to go there. Li Zexuan was really obedient to his sister now.

　　 When the group of people walked to the garment shop, Lan Er let go of Li Zexuan's hand and ran to Li Jingmo.

　　"Daddy, Daddy, Lan'er came to see you."

　　The little girl is jumping around, really like a beautiful butterfly.

　　 Hearing the sound behind, Li Jingmo quickly turned around and saw his daughter hopping over here.

　　 When Li Jingmo talked with the middle-aged scribe, he used to have a very serious face, but when he saw his daughter, it melted instantly, and a smile appeared on his old face. Worried about her daughter falling down, she greeted her quickly, held Lan'er's little hand and bent down, touched Lan'er's head, and said with concern:

　　 "Lan'er, why did you run here alone?"

　　 "Lan Er came with my brother!"

　　 After talking, my little finger pointed at Li Zexuan who had just entered the door.

　　 Li Jingmo only saw Li Zexuan and his party, and felt a little relieved, remembering that he was pinched by his wife after saying a few words about his son in front of his wife this morning. Now the soft flesh in the waist is still aching, and I can't help but want This stinky boy just pretended to care:

　　 "Yeah, Xuan'er, you got up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer."

　　Li Zexuan had just watched Li Jingmo’s heartfelt love for Lan'er from behind, and was still lamenting how warm the family atmosphere is. When he heard his old man obviously mocking himself, he couldn’t help but look outside. Seeing the sun was shining outside, almost equivalent to two or three o'clock in the afternoon in modern time, I couldn't help being quite speechless. I didn't expect to sleep late in the morning and be angry with my old man.

　　 He didn't know that his father was choked by his old lady because he was sleeping late in the morning. Li Zexuan coughed twice and wanted to cover this topic as soon as possible, embarrassed:

　　 "Father, what are you doing here today? Do you want to buy clothes for your mother?"

　　 He just saw that this shop was a ready-to-wear shop, and thought that his father was here to buy clothes for his old lady, but he didn't expect his father to be quite affectionate to his old lady, hehe.

　　"Smelly boy, this is our shop. Do I still need to buy the stuff here?"

　　 Li Jingmo heard Li Zexuan's words just now, knowing that this stinky kid didn't have any good things in his mind, and said with some annoyance.

Lan'er, Xiaohe, and Xiao Xi beside 　　 couldn't help but sneered. Fu and Sanbao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, they were looking at the ants on the ground with their heads down and a smile.

　　 Li Zexuan was even more embarrassed, and quickly said: "Then why did Dad come over today?"

　　 After a few words with his son, Li Jingmo feels a little better. Hearing this, he said:

　　 "For my father, today I went to the West Market to check the accounts of our shops. This is the last shop. You guys will go and stay next to you. Let's go home together after checking."

　　 Li Zexuan is reluctant to wait, but now he doesn't want to touch his brow, so he should be right now.

　　 At this moment, I saw the middle-aged scribe who I just saw. He walked over with the ledger and said to Li Jingmo:

　　"Brother Li, the account of this garment shop Xu has just checked, and there is still one point that can’t be matched. I really can’t find out where it’s wrong, I’m ashamed and ashamed."

　　 Li Zexuan was a little surprised when he heard that this person called his father Li brother, he thought he was the accountant in the shop.

　　 Li Jingmo introduced to Li Zexuan at this time: "Xuan'er, this is Mr. Xu Hongzhi. He is an old friend of his father who traveled to Chang'an in his early years. Mr. Xu studied under Dr. Liu of the Imperial College, which is a real arithmetic. Everyone, you have to learn from Mr. Xu. My father also asked him to help check the accounts today."

　　 Hearing that he is a friend of his father’s, Li Zexuan also gave his father a lot of face, so he quickly bowed his hands and looked up to his name for a long time:

　　"Hello Mr. Xu, the kid has long admired Mr. Xu's talent."

　　Mr. Xu smiled and said: "Thank you!"

　　 But that look is clearly a flattery to Li Zexuan, and it is very useful. Scholars are a bit arrogant.

　　After seeing his son and Mr. Xu, Li Jingmo turned back to the topic, frowned and said to Xu Hongzhi:

　　 "Even Mr. Xu can't find out where the problem is, how can this be good."

　　Xu Hongzhi was a little ashamed at this time, his old friend trusted him, but he was unsuccessful, explaining:

　　"This accountant can also be considered a master of mathematics. The foolish brother is not very knowledgeable. It is difficult to find the loopholes in this short time. It is really under the trust of Brother Li, ashamed and ashamed."

　　 Hearing this, Li Jingmo hurriedly said: "Mr. Don't blame yourself, it's all because of the old man who made false accounts."

　　, he stood by the door and said angrily:

　　"Wang Zhengkun, you are so brave, the old man gave you this shop to take care of, but you fooled the old man with false accounts!"

　　"Master, wronged, wronged, how dare the old slave deceive the master."

　　 The gray-robed middle-aged man immediately came over and cried when he heard the words.

　　I knew that there was a problem with the accounts, but Li Jingmo found no evidence. People refused to admit it, so I can't get rid of it. Li Jingmo was very depressed.

　　 "Father, let the child take a look at the ledger!"

　　 At this time, Li Zexuan suddenly stepped forward and said. His father could compose a few sentences in private, but he couldn't help others to maliciously deceive his father. Li Zexuan still respected this father very much.

　　 Seeing that the old man next to him wanted to fool him with this number game, Li Zexuan couldn't help but sneered in his heart: Hmph, play math with the young master~ IndoMTL.com~ I will let you know the flower today. Why is the child so red.

　　 Hearing that his son wanted to help him, although Li Jingmo was moved, he still couldn't help frowning:

　　 "Xuan'er, don't mess around, you know what counts as a school."

　　Mr. Xu couldn't find out the problem of the accounts. How could his son who had never attended school?

　　"Father, Master, his old man has not only taught children martial arts in the past eight years, but also taught children arithmetic and the art of studying things. Master is a master of nature and humans, and he can be regarded as everyone in many aspects, dad, let the children try. "Li Zexuan flickered.

　　 Fortunately, his master is considered to be an expert outside the world, and ordinary people rarely come into contact with him, and no one knows what his master will do.

　　 Li Jingmo couldn't help but hesitate and said: "Then Xuan'er, you can try it."

　　Li Zexuan took the account book, walked to the counter next to him, and ordered:

　　 "Xiao Xi, come over and rub the ink for this young master."

　　 Although Li Zexuan’s father was only a farmer with a junior high school diploma, he wrote very well in brush writing. When he was a child, his family’s couplets were written by his father. Li Zexuan also asked his father who taught him. The father said it was Li Zexuan. His grandfather asked him to start practicing as a child. Therefore, although Li Zexuan did not attend any calligraphy interest class when he was a child, he still practiced brush calligraphy for several years under the urging of his father, and he could still read the written characters.

　　 Wang Zhengkun saw that Li Zexuan was going to check the accounts, lowered his head next to him, a trace of sarcasm flashed from the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart:

　　 "Hmph, this stinky child is so self-conscious, how can you tell the old man after so many years of accounting."

　　 Xu Hongzhi also walked over with interest at this time. Although he doesn’t believe that this boy is better than his own in arithmetic, this boy is the son of his friend. He can give some pointers on the side and act as a guide .

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