Chapter six hundred and forty first appointment
"Don't feel guilty. This kind of thing depends on your understanding and ability. Just because Mr. Qin can't surpass his master, you can't stop others from writing the words, right? I guess his mind is not that narrow-minded."
Zhao Ruxi nodded: "I hope Mr. Qin will have an enlightenment and retreat, and be able to write good words that surpass himself."
Gan Lun saw that she was sincere and was not worried that Qin Zhe's writing would surpass hers after retreat. He nodded secretly.
This kid is broad-minded and generous. His words are exactly like his person, and his paintings are like his person.
"Master, I am here today. In addition to thanking you, I also want to learn from you how to check accounts." Zhao Ruxi said her ultimate purpose of coming to Gan Lun.
"As you know, I am going to be a local magistrate. Those old officials are doing the accounting, and people will fall into the trap if they are not careful. So can you tell me about the way to check or do the accounting?"
"Sure, no problem." Gan Lun received a big gift, so naturally he wouldn't refuse, "But I can't finish it in a few words. Please ask your servants to go back and tell your family. Not only will you not be able to return home before this evening, but you will not be able to return home tomorrow."
You have to come again."
With that said, he turned around and ordered his servants to deliver the letter home.
Zhao Ruxi also asked Qing Feng to talk to Ma Sheng, and then said: "Go to the restaurant and ask three tables to wait. I will invite the ladies from the academy to have lunch."
Qingfeng took the order and left.
Next, Zhao Ruxi listened to Gan Lun's accounting class in the academy. As an old official in the Department of Accounts, Gan Lun was definitely a leader in the accounting industry. He gave examples while telling Zhao Ruxi many ways to make false accounts.
In the evening, after eating the sumptuous dinner ordered by Zhao Ruxi at the restaurant, he said: "If you talk so much, it would be confusing to anyone else. But you have a good memory, strong understanding ability, and good arithmetic."
, I think it should be no problem. But just talking about theory is not enough. Tomorrow I will bring some account books from home, and you can practice what I said today to see if you really understand."
As veteran accountants in the Accounts Department, they always have the task of bringing in new people. So when he meets someone who does a clever job in accounting, he will make a copy of it and keep it for teaching purposes. So he has a lot of such account books at home.
Zhao Ruxi was overjoyed: "Okay, thank you very much Master Gan."
"Wouldn't it delay your departure from Beijing?"
"No delay, no delay. Even if I'm delayed, it doesn't matter. If I can learn your skills, it's worth leaving Beijing for a few days at night."
Gan Lun laughed, stood up and said, "Okay, then we will still have class here tomorrow."
The next day, Zhao Ruxi went to Beining Women's College and stayed for most of the day. It was not until the afternoon that she learned all the accounting knowledge in Gan Lun's belly, and the two returned to Beijing with smiles on their faces.
"Alas, although that kid Jingli is considered talented in arithmetic, he is still far behind Zhiwei." After getting on the carriage, Gan Lun and his entourage sighed, "But Zhiwei's arithmetic is nothing compared to that of Zhiwei."
Even though I'm awesome, I can't accept her as my apprentice. Mr. Kumu is the lucky one."
"Don't you always lament that no one can inherit your wealth of accounting knowledge? Although you have accepted a few apprentices, they have only learned six or seven points. Nowadays, there are Zhiwei laymen, and you can be regarded as a successor. I heard that
"After Zhiwei layman is released in a while, Mr. Kumu will go to her place to play. Why don't you go with Mr. Kumu and relax," he said.
Gan Lun's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is good. Then I will summarize the missing parts and explain them to Zhao Zhiwei in detail. I will teach her all the knowledge that I did not cover today."
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When Zhao Ruxi's carriage drove out of the gate of Beining Girls' College, Zhao Ruyu was staying at home, expressionlessly opening the letter sent by the boy.
The handwriting on the letter was particularly familiar to her. It belonged to Fu Yunlang.
Two months after losing contact, Fu Yunlang went crazy and sent someone to deliver such a letter.
Fu Yunlang said in the letter that his mother had forced him to get engaged in the past two months, but he was unwilling to do so. He was grounded at home by his mother and could not come to see her. He had always been thinking about her. Now that he was finally lifted, he wanted to see her more often.
I met her in a teahouse and agreed on a specific time.
After reading the letter, Zhao Ruyu sneered, threw the letter on the ground, and stepped on it.
If she didn't have a system and didn't know the details of Fu Yunlang's engagement, she might have been deceived by Fu Yunlang's sweet words.
She even suspected that Fu Yunlang was so shameless in her previous life, and she coaxed him all over the place. It was useless for her to think that he was a good man, and she would come to renew her relationship with him in her next life.
After sitting there for a long time, she stood up and went inside to put on makeup carefully, covering up some of her beauty and making her appearance closer to her original self.
She put on her best clothes, put on the curtain, and said to Fu Shu: "Let's go to the teahouse."
"Girl..." Fu Shu started to speak but stopped.
In the past few months, she has become less and less able to understand her girl. In other words, the girl's various behaviors have refreshed her understanding of the girl.
But she sighed, closed her mouth, and followed Zhao Ruyu to the teahouse.
Fu Yunlang was already waiting there.
When he saw Zhao Ruyu taking off the curtain, he almost didn't recognize him. His face was full of surprise: "You, you are..."
Zhao Ruyu smiled mockingly: "Second Master Fu, you haven't seen me for two months and you don't recognize him anymore?"
"You, are you Ruyu?" Fu Yunlang shouted in surprise.
"Please call me Miss Zhao Liu." Zhao Ruyu's tone was extremely cold.
"How did you..." Fu Yunlang pointed at Zhao Ruyu, feeling lost.
"The eighteenth transformation of a woman is just a matter of being abandoned and cleaning herself up in sadness." Zhao Ruyu looked indifferent.
Fu Yunlang: "..."
This is more than just tidying up, this is simply a new person.
Her eyebrows seemed to be the same as before, but they seemed completely different. Her whole person was twice as beautiful as before.
It seems that she is really sad that he doesn't come to see her. She used to be bare-faced, but now she has put on exquisite makeup and has become so beautiful.
Does she want to change her mind, or does she want to never forget her again?
Seeing Fu Yunlang's eyes moving around, Zhao Ruyu knew what he was thinking.
She walked to the chair and sat down and said: "I came here today to tell Mr. Fu that you are already engaged, and don't send any more letters to my house in the future. Do you know whether a man or a woman is intimate?
Know?"
Fu Yunlang: "..."
"I...I didn't do it voluntarily. I only have you in my heart." He said, raising his head and looking at Zhao Ruyu, his eyes full of affection.
Zhao Ruyu almost wanted to vomit.
But the purpose of her coming today was not to fall out with Fu Yunlang.
Chapter completed!