One of the village affairs: Jiuye Yangfu/Article Jiuye’s family is poor, but Jiuye is very talented.

There is an "accountant" from a distant house. When he was young, he was the accountant of his wife's family.

Seeing that Jiuye was extremely smart, he accepted him as his disciple and taught him day and night, giving instructions from ear to ear.

At the beginning, I moved my fingers in the water to practice the speed of my fingers. Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, I continued to study. Later, I tied iron sand around my five fingers and wrists to practice the flexibility of my fingers. Even if my hands were calloused, I continued to study diligently.

The "cracking, popping, popping" sound of picking beads is like popping beans, especially crisp and spacious on a cold night.

Over the past few years, my skills have improved day by day.

"Little Nine-Nine", "Big Nine-Nine", "Lion Rolling the Hydrangea Ball" and other folk fighting techniques have become so practiced that they can beat them backwards and forwards.

When he was 14 years old, he went to work as a handyman in other places.

The owner's fields are connected with each other, with criss-crossing streets, summer houses, canals, and spacious buildings.

Business names spread all over Wan, Luo, Xiang and Han.

At the end of each year, the boss will compile a summary similar to today's final accounts.

At night, the red lights in the courtyard are high, and there are many people indoors.

The boss was sitting on the master's chair, snorting from the hookah, eagerly waiting for the results.

In the kitchen stove, candles are burning high, and the meat and vegetables are fragrant.

The sounds of counting by the guys come and go; the sound of the gentlemen picking beads is crackling.

Master Jiu went to bed carrying water in the dark night. When he saw that the numbers hadn't matched up yet, he thought to himself, his boss's business is really big!

After clearing the snow at dawn, I stood on the porch to rest for a while, silently counting the familiar sounds of picking beads, which was quite emotional.

Looking inside the lattice window, the accountant's printed cotton-padded jacket was heavily soaked with sweat and steaming.

Just like a rescue, what was the result?

What's wrong?

The sounds of counting and bead-picking in the room suddenly became mute.

The boss finally knew that Master Jiu was extraordinary and had a lot of beauty hidden in his belly.

He immediately appeared in court, invited Lord Jiu to come in, and asked his servants to stir up the charcoal fire.

Master Jiu held an abacus in one hand and a bow with his left and right hands, and asked the four clerks to report the transaction details in rapid succession. The beads jumped between his fingers like flying fish, and like migratory locusts, the crops were invincible.

After a meal, the final reckoning has been completed.

Furthermore, the third one, if it complies with the contract.

The boss praises it, and the servants applaud.

The accountant didn't eat breakfast, so he packed up his bed and left in shame.

Master Jiu was promoted to Mr. Accountant.

At every meal, the host will personally hold the cup and treat him as a distinguished guest.

Fan more than thirty years.

The owner's business is getting bigger and bigger, and he also has branches overseas. The monthly exchange ticket numbers come like snow flakes.

Master Jiu worked hard, and at the age of fifty, his temples were already stained with frost.

When I sleep in bed at night, I often toss and turn insomnia. I always feel that there is something foreign under my body, which makes me feel anxious and unable to sleep for a long time.

In the middle of the night, he often shouted: "There are fleas".

The maid came to look for it with a candle and saw that it was the threads of a newly made quilt.

Several times like this, they first sneered and then curled their lips, and the servants inevitably laughed at each other.

The boss thought that Master Jiu was arrogant and proud of his favor.

Let me remind you gently first, Master Jiu still doesn’t realize it and is still the same person.

The owner was helpless and hired another accountant.

Master Jiu had no choice but to return to his hometown and help his son farm.

It was almost dusk, and the sunset was still beautiful.

When the owner came back from collecting the accounts, he saw a man lying on his back in the fields. He had gray hair on his temples, his head was covered with dirt, and he was snoring slightly.

Cows are grazing nearby, twilight falls over the fields, the wind blows across the streets, and birds return to the trees. The scenery is tranquil.

If he looks familiar, ask the waiter to wake him up.

Seeing that it was Master Jiu, he felt unhappy and said resentfully: "When I was at my house, I always wore fine clothes and delicious food. I never treated you like a human being. You get so fussy at the slightest thread and you are too picky! Now!

, how can it be that you sleep soundly with such a big lump of earth and rubbish underneath you?" Master Jiu flicked off the fine soil and grass clippings from his body, twirled his beard and thought for a while, before he answered leisurely: "When I served my employer in the past, I had a great time with my employer.

We slept and ate together, and the hookah we used was exactly the same as my boss's. As the saying goes, being entrusted by others means being loyal.

Rest a little. The center is swaying like autumn grass in the wind. Every night, I often toss and turn, because I think too much.

, feel free and happy. In your free time, you can play with your grandson and teach your children, and you are ready for the joy of life! Why bother?" After saying this, he struck the soil and sang: Work at sunrise, rest at sundown.

Digging wells to drink, plowing fields to eat.

What does the emperor's power mean to me? A few idle clouds drifted from the sky, bringing Mingse into the village.

The owner felt sad when he heard this. He looked up at the sky and was speechless for a long time.