Chapter 188

These children belong to a juggling troupe, and they came from the south to avoid the disaster of war. Seeing that juggling can’t get any money, the head of the troupe turned his attention to the three grown-up girls, and wanted to sell them to rich families or fireworks houses. .

The three sisters vowed to die, and they worked together to escape to Jincheng to make a living as a performer.

But the youngest brother is not in good health, he gets sick one after another, spends all his money, can't make ends meet, and can't even eat enough...

Chu Yunyao felt that the child was very pitiful, so she returned the chicken leg to the child.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Yunyao returned to the car: "I want to take these children in."

"My lady is kind-hearted, sure." Mo Lingyuan's eyes sparkled, "You are the young wife of the Young Marshal's Mansion, and you should be the master of these internal affairs."

He wants to cultivate her housekeeping skills.

"Then, since that's the case, can I use the vacant manor?"

"Of course, this commander-in-chief has long said that the entire Young Commander's Mansion belongs to you." Mo Lingyuan thought that she just wanted to house these homeless children.

"Thank you." Chu Yunyao smiled with satisfaction.

He took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to the boy: "Take it, and buy more delicious food.

You are still young, and the military camp does not accept children.

If you don't want to go hungry anymore, come and meet me at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion tomorrow, and I will teach you how to do it. When you learn the skills well, you won't be hungry or cold again. "

…

Back at the Marshal's Mansion, Mu Qing was waiting at the door with an anxious expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Mo Lingyuan seldom saw Mu Qing like this, and thought something serious happened.

"The old man in charge of the accounts suddenly fell ill. Doctor Zhang said that he was overworked and needed to recuperate at home for three months to half a year. There is no special person to control the income details in the mansion. What should I do?"

It's no wonder that Mu Qing was worried and anxious, getting in and out of money has always been the basis for maintaining the normal expenses of the entire Mohist army.

Once the accounts are unclear, and a large amount of income and expenditure is mistaken, it may affect the military's grain and grass reserves.

This task, like marching and fighting, is very difficult.

Mo Lingyuan was also helpless, it was really difficult to temporarily find someone who is proficient in finance to replace the old gentleman.

There are only a few powerful fortune-tellers in Jincheng, even if they invite them, they may not be loyal.

He is busy with military affairs on weekdays, and it is okay to take care of him for a few days occasionally, but three months to half a year is really a bit longer.

When Chu Yunyao heard the words, she recommended herself: "How about letting me replace the old man for a few days, and when the old man recovers, I will return the bill to the old man?"

Mu Qing's face was full of disbelief, and he didn't even care about the usual etiquette, "Young Madam, this is not a joke."

"I'm not joking with you." Chu Yunyao looked serious.

Mu Qing: "..."

Mu Qing turned around, "Can you understand such a large financial account?"

Even financial professionals who have returned from studying abroad cannot immediately take over the job, let alone Chu Yunyao who came from the countryside.

Even if she was specially arranged by the enemy to enter the Young Marshal's Mansion, the financial work is no more than simple and rude beatings and killings.

Without diamonds, porcelain work cannot be done.

Chu Yunyao was despised, and also very upset.

Not to mention a certified public accountant, she even obtained the certificate of an international actuary easily. This account is not a problem for her at all.

I think that all the accounts of the Heimen were audited and liquidated behind the scenes by her. The accounts of the Young Marshal's Mansion must not be more complicated than the accounts of the Heimen.

"Whether you understand it or not, I'll try and you'll know." Chu Yunyao hummed.

Mu Qing: "..."

That's right, whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out for a walk.