Chapter Thirteen: The Bear's Help
sit?
Hearing Han Tuozhou let him sit.
Han Qi became even more nervous, and then he knelt down: "Uncle, why don't you beat me?"
Han Tuozhou breathed a long sigh: "You are just a fool, just like your father, and this is a trivial matter. But you have to understand that there are so many people in our Han family. If there is no one to support us, the family will be gone."
Han Qi lowered his head and listened to the training.
"Although you are making a fuss about this matter, it's not wrong. I picked up Ying and Cai. I grew up in our mansion. You think they are no worse than their own girls. I know. I originally wanted to arrange for them to enter the palace, so I asked them to study medicine."
Han Qi just doesn't like being an official, but it doesn't mean he's stupid. After hearing this, he reacted immediately: "Uncle, can it be that Han Jiang be a treasure?"
Han Tuozhou asked back: "If you don't talk about his identity, how do you feel?"
"What awesome person."
Han Tuozhou raised up and said, "Get up, I will tell you how many things you do these days. If you can't do this, find someone who can do it well and you can watch it."
Han Qi then got up: "Please give me instructions."
"Let me talk about the first thing first. Some of the people in the mansion are old. According to the rules of the mansion, they will not change their original monthly money. Then they will pay them three months of monthly money. This year, they will have New Year's dinner according to the New Year's greetings and send them to our Xishan Tea Garden for retirement after the New Year. Do you understand?"
"I understand, the one who has worked for our Han family for the rest of our life is our own family, so we must take good care of it."
Han Tuozhou nodded: "It's good to understand. Our Han family has lost the power of the court and these loyal family members. We are nothing. Let's talk about the second thing. I heard that there are several farms who have made false accounts to deduct the tenants' money and go check whether they are punished, beaten or killed, and there must be a constitution."
"I understand, if there is no tenant, our Han family will have no food. Uncle, Brother Jiang, I think it's amazing. Can I?"
Han An took a step forward: "Master, I think it's OK."
Han Tuozhou nodded and agreed to this matter.
It was another morning, and Han Jiang, who had become accustomed to the new biological clock, woke up.
This morning was a little different from yesterday. Ying prepared a set of practice clothes for Han Jiang. When Han Jiang was doing boxing, Ying was watching from the side, almost without blinking.
When he returned to the room, Ying wiped Han Jiang's sweat, he reached out and pressed him gently under Han Jiang's left rib.
"The master has never been injured here, but he is always protecting this place in his fist moves."
Han Jiang didn't think much about it and said casually: "One of the seven key points."
Ying asked again: "Why is this a vital place?"
"This." Han Jiang hesitated and began to think about whether he had said too much. Ying immediately said, "It's because maids talk too much, and each family has its own tricks."
"It's not a unique person. This is the location of the liver and spleen. It has mild injuries and severe pain, and is fatal trauma. Sometimes there may not be external trauma. Spleen rupture will cause internal bleeding, which is basically useless." Han Jiang believes that in this era, the medical level will definitely not cure the internal bleeding of the spleen rupture.
Ying nodded, looking thoughtful, but there were more problems in her heart.
Ying didn't ask again. She was afraid that Han Jiang would be unhappy if she asked too much. Moreover, Han Tuozhou sent someone to secretly explain that she would not be allowed to ask.
What Han Jiang didn't know was that Ying and Cai were not assassins at all. Assassins and other things were just the arguments that Han Tuozhou tried Han Jiang at that time. Ying and Cai were picked up by Han Tuozhou in a wooden basin by the river when he was young. He learned medicine, not as an assassin.
Therefore, Ying was very interested in what Han Jiang said about internal bleeding.
When Han Jiang returned to the house, a maid came to serve him to wash, change clothes and breakfast.
Han Jiang just put the bowl on, and Han Jiang came. Before Han Jiang could call Han Qi, he ordered: "As like this, I will give you another one."
Han Jiang asked: "Didn't sleep well last night?"
Han Qi approached Han Jiang: "You are a very powerful person. Please help me with a little favor. If you can solve the problem, I will buy you ten beautiful maids."
Han Jiang didn't respond and continued to eat his own breakfast. Han Jiang was very disgusted and disgusted with the fact that a playboy was a brothel girl.
"I'll give you ten thousand coins."
Han Jiang still ignored it.
Han Qi was anxious and slapped the table with both hands. He was about to get angry, but Han Jiang continued to drink his porridge slowly. The servants and maids were very nervous, but who would have thought that Han Qi had a smile on his face: "Help me."
Han Jiang finally spoke: "For a brothel, since you can invite someone to come once, you can invite him to come again."
"It's not about this, it's a big deal."
"Did the Jin army go south, or does the Yellow River break the mouth?"
"It's a big deal for my Han family. Someone secretly deducted the money from tenants and weaver craftsmen."
After hearing this, Han Jiang couldn't help but put down his chopsticks. He didn't expect that the nephew of the treacherous minister Han Tuozhou would care so much about such things. Is it for him to hear or it was true.
After seeing Han Jiang's reaction, Han Qi asked, "Will you check the accounts?"
"Understand."
"Help me see, I won't let you work in vain."
"No, I'll help me make something first."
"What?"
Han Jiang explained what he wanted in a few words. He didn't need to find someone outside. The carpenter in the Han Mansion did it in minutes. When Han Jiang finished his breakfast, the things he wanted had been delivered to Han Jiang.
Just finished, with a woody aroma.
Han Jiang knew that there were similar things in the Song Dynasty today, but the abacus that was truly related to later abacus was in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. It can be said that the abacus he had now was definitely unique.
After breakfast, there were three feet high accounts placed in the side room where Han Si lived.
When he opened the account book, Han Jiang couldn't help but sigh, TV series harmed people, and the ancients were very particular about accounting, and they were definitely as ordinary as TV shows.
Take the Han Mansion account book as an example. The account book is specially printed, and each book is the same size, and it is required to write the book in regular script. The red characters are red characters, and the black characters are used for the account.
Han Jiang started, flipping through the account book with one hand, and not even looking at the other hand, making a calculation. At the same time, Han Si was responsible for recording the numbers reported by Han Jiang.
In later generations, Han Jiang needed to take the accounting grade certificate, and abacus grade certificate was required, which was a compulsory course.
Not to mention Han Qi, even Han Si was stunned.
Han Jiang had calculated the fourth book in one incense stick, and at this time, Han Jiang stopped: "The purchase price of a bunch of raw silk in the second book is 163 sprig, and the mark is lake silk. The bunch here is 190 sprig, and why is the marking of origin so sloppy."
Chapter completed!