Concubine Shizi, she convinces people with cubs

Chapter 211 Organize the Ledger
It was quiet in the tent, and occasionally there could be two crackling sounds of charcoal burning.

After Qin Chi realized that he was distracted, he blinked and refocused his eyes on the official documents on the desk.

He repeated it in a calm tone: "I didn't please her."

He added: "The gift I gave is not bad."

In the end, no one knew whether he had convinced himself.

……

On the other side, after Luo Wanshu had dinner with the little milk baby, she asked Ming Xia to light the lamp for herself, moved all twelve ledgers to the table, and spread them out flatly in front of her.

She flipped through it casually, but fortunately, some books were not filled, otherwise it would have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Even so, the situation is still not optimistic.Luo Wanshu was a little dizzy looking at the densely packed words on the account book, and she had never done similar work before, so she didn't know where to start.

If a person does not want to concentrate on work, a flower, a plant of grass, or even a page of paper are very attractive, not to mention the beautiful child beside her.

Luo Wanshu found a toy for him, but he wasn't very interested. Instead, he took out his usual calligraphy practice book and began to study ink by himself.

She asked curiously, "Baby, what are you doing?"

The little milk baby replied crisply: "Mother, didn't you see it, baby is ready to practice calligraphy!"

"But it's so late now, don't you want to rest for a while?"

"No, today I went out to play with my mother all day, and I haven't practiced calligraphy yet." The little milk boy said seriously, "Daddy and second uncle both said that calligraphy can't be mastered overnight, it depends on long-term persistence. "He clenched his little fist and said with righteous indignation, "Master Zhao laughed at my mother's bad handwriting before, baby, remember it! When baby writes beautiful handwriting, let's see what else he can say!"

Luo Wanshu, who didn't want to keep accounts and didn't like studying, felt deeply ashamed after hearing what he said.

Even the five-year-old baby is more motivated than her, so she can't be left behind too much by him as a mother, so let's continue to concentrate on watching the accounts.

If Meng Xianya and Luo Lingzhu knew that she had such thoughts, they would be secretly glad that they had dragged the little milk boy into their camp early on.Look, after finding the right method, Luo Wanshu, a dandy, can study hard.

Spreading out a new ledger, Luo Wanshu carefully copied it against the old ledger.

But just after copying two pages, she discovered the problem.Originally, she wanted to sort the numbers of the same kind together, but a new category appeared later, what should I do?
The extra page is not beautiful and a bit messy. If it is rewritten, when will it end?

After weighing it, she finally tore up the written pages and copied them again.

The numbers on the ledger are very irregular, and when it comes to calculations, Luo Wanshu flicks the abacus next to her.

Under the candlelight, one big and one small are doing arithmetic and calligraphy, and the picture is quite harmonious.It would be better if the one with the arithmetic wasn't frowning.

After practicing a page of calligraphy, the little milk boy turned his mother's abacus loudly, but not much was written. Putting down the pen, he asked curiously, "Mother, why do you need to sort out the account books? It was my aunt who asked you Did you do it?"

"En." Luo Wanshu rubbed her swollen temples, thinking that Mr. Accountant was really not easy.If it wasn't for those bastards from the Wu family who poached her accountant, how could this kind of job fall on her head!

(End of this chapter)