Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 812 Hungry, a little hungry
In fact, Xuanyuan Chen guessed wrong, the small account book is not a problem for our Wan Baobao at all.

Once she does something with all her heart, she is very devoted.

For example, she was very devoted to the matter of loving the Eight Kings, and she did not hesitate to sneak out of Xueshanwu, travel around half of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and seduce him with shamelessness.

Cough cough, this is off topic, let’s get down to business.

Look at the ledger, look at the ledger.

These ledgers of the Wangfu, although the method of keeping accounts is a little more complicated, especially large numbers, it needs to write a long list.

But the ledger is extremely detailed.

Take the repair of the kitchen as an example. Three years ago, before she entered the mansion, the kitchen of the Wang Mansion had been demolished and renovated once because it was dilapidated.

The amount of bricks and tiles on it, and what items were equipped, are recorded very clearly.

Mo Xiaowan took out a sheet of paper, simplified the numbers, and used addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. While calculating the accounts recorded in the book, he was thinking about what new items to add.

Now that the palace has lost so many aunts and concubines, and dismissed so many servants, it can actually save a lot of expenses.

Although I feel distressed that the kitchen was renovated three years ago, it has to be overturned and rebuilt, but the renovation can save money and reduce unnecessary waste.

It was recorded in the pen that when it came to this part, she thought about reducing the number of stoves in this way. What if there are more people in the Eight Princes' Mansion in the future?

bah bah bah!
Those vacant gardens should be allocated to servants to guard and live in, and let them take care of their own gardens, which can save a lot of money for garden repairs.

Mo Xiaowan was biting the tip of her pen to count the accounts, while thinking happily that she is the only mistress of the Eight Princes' Mansion.

Will there be any women who want to come in in the future?
Humph, there are no doors.

There is no place to live!
Ahhhhh, this move is so clever, with a burst of laughter, I couldn't help but raise my head to look at a certain king.

As a result, he met his smiling eyes, looked at each other, slightly stunned, then stuck out his tongue at him, and continued to bury his head in the ledger.

A certain king is not calm now!

It's just a ledger, and it's not a wonderful biography, so she can laugh.

This is very strange!

Because he was curious about what Mo Xiaowan was laughing at, it was time for dinner again, so he put down the paper in his hand, walked over, and stood beside her.

I saw many strange symbols drawn on the ledger.

Xuanyuanchen remembered that at that time, she was sent back to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and she was asked to practice calligraphy in the study room. As a result, the girl drew many little turtles between the lines.

"Ghost painting talisman, is it fun?"

A certain king saw that he had been standing for a long time, and the girl ignored him, and he felt very disappointed.

Couldn't help but leaned down and hugged her from behind: "Stop scribbling, and accompany me to the dining room."

Could he not know that his little lady is actually a foodie, and when it comes to food, she can jump up with excitement.

But this time, it was really unexpected.

She continued to draw on the paper, and pushed his hand away with a look of disgust: "My lord, you go first, I will soon settle the account, and it will save a lot of money for the palace."

Small sample!
Still pretend?

"My king is not short of money."

Xuanyuanchen whispered into her ear with a low smile and asked, "Isn't your lady hungry?"

"Hungry, a little hungry."

Mo Xiaowan pushed his head away from his face: "You go to the dining room first, and it will be done in a while, don't block the light."

for real?
Not a ghost character?
Xuanyuanchen took a closer look, and felt that the drawings on the paper seemed very regular.

Not sure if she was joking, or really trying to settle accounts?

Standing beside her for a while, but Mo Xiaowan regarded him as air at all, and didn't even raise his head. Xuanyuanchen was so lost that he pushed the door open with a lonely face, and went to the dining hall.

(End of this chapter)