The old accountant looked at it, and finally his eyes settled on the woman’s exposed hands.
“The jade-fingered Qianqian is a good abacus hand.” The old accountant looked at the haggard and pale face of the palace-dressed woman again, with more pity in his eyes, “If the girl doesn’t dislike it, she can take my surname and call her Chu Qianqian.”
The woman in palace clothes nodded indifferently.
The old accountant was happy.
The two people on the left and right understood the reason at once: the old accountant might have considered the new “Chu Qianqian” as his adopted daughter.
It’s no wonder that the old accountant suddenly came up with this idea. He has been in Siye Mansion for most of his life, without a wife or children. At this time, a woman suddenly arrived. Although the woman looked charming, she was haggard and pale, which made her even more pitiful. In addition, she had a very sweet temperament (she had to bow her head under the eaves). She would have to work here in the future, so the old accountant inevitably had a need to take care of her. Heart.
Moreover, this person always easily develops a sense of responsibility for the things he names. Once the name Chu Qianqian was recognized, the old accountant wanted to take care of him as his own child.
As for knowing that Chu Qianqian is a monster and not a real person, in the old accountant’s opinion: the monsters in Si Ye Mansion are all good.
Look at Feng Baozi, Feng Mingzi, Xiaopang…each of them is extremely good.
“Let’s do this. You will be in charge of the reception desk in the future. Qianqian is good-looking and will give our accountant a good look.” The old accountant decided on Chu Qianqian’s position.
Chu Qianqian still nodded.
After not hearing her speak for so long, the old accountant couldn’t help but feel a little worried, “Can you speak?”
“Yes.” Chu Qianqian said.
The old accountant was relieved, “Where’s the abacus?”
He had planned to spare half a day to teach Chu Qianqian how to settle accounts and identify the people in Siye Mansion.
Chu Qianqian felt that the old man had many problems. Due to Mi August’s intimidation, he did not have a fight with the old accountant. He walked directly to the counter and opened what looked like an account book on the table. One hand turned, and the other hand crackled the abacus. The sound of the beads on the abacus colliding was fast, crisp and pleasant as it moved its fingers. After a while, it stopped turning the abacus and picked up the pen again to write each chapter. Write the exact number on the page.
The three old accounting gentlemen looked on with their mouths agape.
Chu Qianqian looked at their stupid expressions. Except for the lack of despair and fear, it was very similar to the expressions of the guests after winning a bet in the past.
This made him habitually raise the corners of his lips, showing a charming and proud smile. He turned his left hand to hold a flower, and then put the pipe in his mouth and took two puffs. As a result, it became lonely. It is now too weak and the pipe is gone.
A proud smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and Chu Qianqian sighed, how can she live like this?
The old accounting gentlemen also looked at each other after they came to their senses, and they were also thinking: As long as the people (weirds) sent by Master Mi are too powerful, how can ordinary people like them live?
“Chu Qianqian?” Mi August learned from Zhai Ling that the woman in palace clothes also had a name. She smiled and said, “It sounds better than Little Fatty.”
Zhai Ling said: “Little Fatty was originally called by the children. Mr. Accountant is a scholar after all.”
Mi August nodded and stopped caring about this matter, concentrating on studying the prescription that he had obtained not long ago.