My name is Shen Yan, the small accountant of the Yongchang No. 1. I am stuttering and inconspicuous.
No one knows that I don't actually stutter. No one knows that the entire Shen family in Huaiyin was wiped out fifteen years ago, and I was the one who survived by hiding in the cash box.
Others learn abacus to settle accounts. I learned abacus to count people.
A fake account of three thousand taels, I saw the flaw at a glance. One by one, I showed him the fifteen-year crime record of a minister of household affairs. The accounts of the family extermination, the accounts of private salt, the accounts of dividing the spoils - the accounts of the world are all in this book "The Secret Account of Salt and Iron".
The accountant's rules: Never change the numbers; anyone who changes the numbers is a falsifier. I hand over real accounts, and I only count real numbers. By the last page, the accounts were settled, the names were corrected, and everyone was gathered.
——This account is correct.
