The ancients' method of accounting was to record volumes, and income and expenditures were marked in extremely detailed detail.

For example, if you purchase a pound of grapes, you will write the words "On February 16, the second year of Zhenguan, someone bought a pound of grapes and spent 1,998,777 texts", which is very complicated. By the end of the month or the end of the year, it will be even more troublesome.

The hotel's accounts can be said to be the most trivial and complicated one, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, etc., with a wide variety of types and amazing number of pens. Although Ding Zhiqing is young and energetic, he will inevitably feel dizzy after a long time.

At this moment, she felt a little tired, put down her brush, straightened her waist, stretched her waist, spread her arms, twisted her waist, then stretched out her fingers and pressed her temples.

This series of actions was cast by candlelight onto the wall, like a cartoon, which looked a bit funny from the perspective of Qiaowen.

"Hehe." Qiao Wen couldn't help laughing.

Ding Zhiqing put down her arm, opened her almond eyes wide, and said angrily: "What's so funny?"

Qiao Wen also felt a little rude, and he said, "It's nothing, it's just..." he thought about the words as he said.

Ding Zhiqing asked, "It's just what?" His tone was still bad.

Qiao Wen had a clever inspiration and said, "Your method of keeping accounts is a bit bad."

Ding Zhiqing asked dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with it? Do you want to tell me?"

Seeing her angry look, Qiao Wen didn't want to argue with her, and said, "Nothing is fine, you can keep going."

Seeing Qiao Wen's attitude, Ding Zhiqing felt that she was being played with. She became more and more angry and said disdainfully: "What do you know, talking nonsense here?!"

As he said that, he picked up his pen and ignored Qiao Wen.

Qiao Wen was despised by her and was a little unhappy, so she decided to teach the little girl a lesson. He came over, snatched the brush from her hand without hesitation, and said, "I'll teach you."

Ding Zhiqing was angry by Qiao Wen's rude behavior. She pointed at Qiao Wen and scolded: "You..."

She was well educated and despite her anger, she couldn't swear.

Qiao Wen ignored her, sat down cross-legged across from her, took a piece of paper and started drawing it on it.

Ding Zhiqing had not yet thought of the words to express her anger, but was soon attracted by Qiao Wen's next actions.

As we all know, it is very difficult to draw straight lines on paper with a brush. The straight lines drawn by Qiao Wen are slender and even. Ding Zhiqing sighed that he was inferior to this skill alone.

At this time, the anger in her heart was replaced by curiosity, and she watched Qiao Wen's next actions seriously.

The bridge text continued to draw, and a table gradually appeared on the paper. The bridge text wrote the words date, debit, credit, category, unit price, quantity, notes, total, etc.

Before Qiao Wen could finish writing, Ding Zhiqing was shocked by Qiao Wen's well-known and beautiful calligraphy, and secretly praised it in his heart.

After Qiao Wen had finished making the form and wrote a "Showing Moon Tower Income and Expenditure List" above the form, the smart Ding Zhiqing had already seen the beauty of this form.

She exclaimed: "This is a good way to keep accounts."

Qiao Wen smiled and said, "This is just the easiest method, there are many knowledges in statistics."

"Is statistics a knowledge used to keep accounts?" Ding Zhiqing asked curiously.

Qiao Wen teased: "If you talk about this in the future, you won't understand it if you say too much. Let's teach you some simple things first."

Ding Zhiqing didn't care about the joke in Qiao Wen's tone and said seriously: "Please teach me."

Qiao Wen looked at her humble and studious look and secretly praised her.

"1,2,3,...0", Qiao Wen wrote a string of strange numbers on paper.

He said: "It is too complicated to use capital Chinese characters to keep accounts. You can use such numbers to correspond to them. This is called Arabic numerals."

Arabic numerals were first invented by Indians, and later spread to Arabia and Europe, and were called Arabic numerals by Europeans. This writing method only appeared in the late Tang Dynasty.

Qiao Wen started to teach Ding Zhiqing.

Ding Zhiqing Bingxue is smart and can be easily understood at a glance. It is pleasant to communicate with her.

Qiao Wen looked at the admiration of the female disciple and enjoyed this feeling very much.

He suddenly realized that in the Tang Dynasty, the atmosphere of respecting teachers and valuing education was very positive, and the status of teachers was very high. He had advanced knowledge, and it was also good to be a teacher who taught.

Ding Defu is back.

He had just heard bad news that was worse than injury and was in a very bad mood. At this moment, he placed all his hopes on Qiao Wen, and he secretly prayed that this young man could bring him good news.

He came to the atrium, saw the light inside, and walked in.

Ding Defu saw Qiao Wen sitting with his daughter, leaning her shoulder almost against her, very close.

The scene in front of him made him feel disappointed and depressed in his heart, and a burst of anger arose in his heart.

Ding Defu felt that Qiao Wen was a frivolous liar, and he was seducing his daughter. With such a bad character, how could he put his hope on him?

"Cough, cough." Ding Defu coughed loudly, and at the same time heaviered his pace.

Ding Zhiqing looked up and saw Ding Defu, and said excitedly: "Dad, you are back."

Ding Defu's face turned pale and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Ding Zhiqing knew that her father had misunderstood and smiled and said, "Dad."

She immediately flew to Ding Defu like a swallow, hugged his arm, and said, "Dad, Qiao Langjun is really knowledgeable. He is teaching his daughter a new way to keep a bookkeeping."

"Oh, that's right!" Ding Defu breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Qiaowen with a little embarrassed, and Qiaowen smiled faintly.

Ding Zhiqing took Ding Defu's arm, came to several tables, picked up the form on the table, and explained excitedly.

Soon, Ding Defu was also attracted by this new accounting method.

Ding Defu is becoming more and more convinced of Qiao Wen. He asked: "Mr. Qiao, tell me, how can you start the business of Wangyue Tower?"

Qiao Wen said: "If you want to make the restaurant business prosperous, the most important thing is to have special dishes that are good at...."

Ding Zhiqing was very clever, Qiao Wen said while recording.

Qiaowen lists some dishes and explains some advanced business methods.

Ding Defu became more and more excited as he heard it. The haze on his face was swept away, and Ding Zhiqing couldn't help but applaud.

Afterwards, the three of them discussed some details and decided to prepare from tomorrow.

Ding Zhiqing stayed in the mansion all day and felt very depressed. She was eager to try and said expectantly: "Dad, from tomorrow on my daughter, I will go to the Moon Tower with you."

Ding Defu shook his head and said, "You are the one who is a daughter, it's better not to show up in public."

Ding Zhiqing acted coquettishly and said, "Dad, my daughter can help you."

As she said that, she looked at Qiao Wen, hoping that he could help her speak.

Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Miss Bingxue is smart and has many things she needs to do."

Ding Defu was not willing to refute Qiao Wen's face, so he nodded.

Ding Zhiqing was very excited and blinked charmingly at Qiao Wen.

Ding Defu suddenly sighed and his expression dimmed again.
Chapter completed!