Chapter 161 - Wrong Accounts
Chapter 161: Wrong Accounts
When the two of them arrived at the oil press, they saw Old Master Ning instructing the workers.
The workers were all smiling. It was really blissful to be able to work here. Not to mention getting three meals, they would also be paid five taels of silver a month. At the end of each year, they would get dividends depending on how much the oil press earned.
The higher the profit, the more dividends there would be.
With the food taken care of, they basically did not have to spend much money every month. If they saved this money, they could still start a small business and would not have to worry about food and clothes in the future.
“You’re here?” When Old Master Ning saw Ning Yue and Jiang Ying arrive, he stopped work and walked over with a smile.
“That’s right, Grandpa. I came to see if there was anything I could help with,” Ning Yue said.
“Yes, I was just about to show you this accounting book.” Old Master Ning took out an accounting book.
“Yueyue, these are records for procurement recently. Take a look and see if there’s anything wrong. I keep feeling that they don’t match,” Old Master Ning said.
Don’t match? Ning Yue was stunned and quickly asked, “Grandpa, what do you think is wrong?”
“As the family is still busy, I temporarily called another young man from the village to manage the accounts. The items he purchased don’t match the ones in this book.”
Ning Yue frowned and opened the account book. She realized that there was nothing wrong with it.
“Grandpa, are you saying that what he bought doesn’t match what’s in the book?” Ning Yue asked.
“Let’s put it this way. I’ll get him to buy peanuts. Peanuts are only 35 copper coins a catty. If he writes that it cost 50 kilograms and spends 100 taels of silver, won’t that be 1 tael of silver a catty?”
Hearing Old Master Ning’s words, this record was indeed wrong.
“Grandpa, what’s that person’s name? What’s he doing now? Call that person over,” Ning Yue said.
“He’s a villager of Laifu Village. His name is Yang Ling, and he’s Yang Guang’s nephew. It was also Yang Guang who asked me to find a job for his nephew. At that time, I saw that the child looked like a scholar and was quite honest and educated. I felt that it was not bad to let him be an accountant. Anyway, it’s temporary. When the early stages of work are done, I can let your third uncle take over,” Old Master Ning said.
Ning Yue frowned. Old Master Ning was a little careless. He actually handed such a serious matter to an outsider.
Speaking of which, Yang Guang was also the village chief of Laifu Village. He was a good person, so his grandfather did not think too much about the person he recommended.
Soon, Yang Ling was called over. Seeing Yang Ling’s appearance, Ning Yue could not help but sneer.
This person looked honest on the surface, but his eyes were cunning and ruthless.
“Are you Yang Ling?” Ning Yue asked.
That person trembled when he saw Ning Yue. How could he not remember Ning Yue? Back then, when the entire village was shocked by the marriage, he knelt in the crowd.
There were so many people kneeling behind her that she might not remember all of them, but she was the one who had the spotlight, so everyone remembered her!
His legs trembled in fear and he unconsciously knelt down. “Greetings, princess consort.”
Ning Yue frowned. Although the emperor had given them a marriage edict, they were still not married. The title of princess consort was wrong.
“Look up,” Ning Yue said.
Yang Ling slowly raised his head. It was unknown if it was because he was afraid or something, but the cunning in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by fear.
“Princess Consort, I…” Yang Ling wanted to defend himself, but when he thought about how he didn’t seem to have done anything wrong, he became firm again. “Princess Consort, why did you call me over?”
Look at how mentally strong this person was. It had only been a few breaths, but he was already so calm.
“Did you make this account?” Ning Yue asked.
This was the bad thing about ancient times. Accounting and tellers were inseparable, so this situation was created.
Accountants could touch money and make fake accounts. That was too much power.
“Yes, I thank Old Master Ning for his high expectations of me,” Yang Ling said with a smile.
The more Yang Ling spoke, the more proud he became. Look at how high your father’s hopes are for me. Even if you’re the future princess consort, you’re nothing.
“Oh? You said it was high expectations,” Ning Yue said as her expression turned cold. She threw the account book at Yang Ling’s face.
Yang Ling was stunned and looked at Ning Yue in disbelief. “Princess Consort, what are you doing?”
He hadn’t seen much of the world. At most, he would study and become a scholar.