Because he stayed up late to write an annual report on water conservancy and logistics, Chen Mancang woke up and found that his skin and flesh were whipped with a whip by the supervisor of Bianjing Wharf in the Northern Song Dynasty!
The current water conservancy director and logistics company director have turned into a low-level homeless porter carrying a hundred kilograms of sacks and only three pennies in his pocket?
Fortunately, engineering practices and double-entry accounting methods have been activated in my mind. While others went to brothels to copy poems, he was on the dock calculating large accounts. Do subordinate officials want to tamper with the grain? A bowl of water can test whether there is a problem with Dendrobium spp. Does the emperor have to engage in Hua Shi Gang? Throw out a total loss depreciation statement directly in court and use the data to force the powerful prime minister to vomit blood!
After he worked out the evidence of the shipwreck using the waterline.
"It stands to reason that your formula for calculating the flow rate of the breach is very rigorous and correct!" Cui Yanran, who was thin and white in plain clothes, scratched the broken-tailed bamboo pen against the edge of the inkstone with a crazy look in her eyes, "Do you dare to join me and investigate all the confusion in the Song Dynasty?!"
Chen Mancang held the regent's seal in his hand and felt sweaty in his heart as he watched his millions of cannon workers obey orders.
"At the beginning... Didn't I just want to get back the two cents I was cheated out of? Why did I end up calculating all the accounts of Da Song Dynasty?!"
