The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Ye Xiuying was in the study, holding a thick account book, frowning in thought, her fingers also covered with ink.

"Mom, why aren't you asleep yet? It's very late." Wen Qingcheng said softly.

"Oh, Qingcheng, go to sleep. Mother is still sorting out the accounts." Ye Xiuying had several account books in her hands, including those for incoming and outgoing goods, expense reimbursements, etc., recording every penny in detail.

Wen Qingcheng picked up a book and read it. It was all in the form of a running account. It would be very difficult to check the accounts and make profit reports in the future. Thinking back to the world in his previous life, most companies used the debit and credit accounting method, which of course required tables. With tables, everything in and out could be seen at a glance.

"Mom, I have an easier way. Do you want to learn it?"

"Of course I have to learn!" Ye Xiuying said firmly with a gleam in her eyes.

Wen Qingcheng was very surprised. In the village, older people were generally very resistant to learning new things. She didn't expect Ye Xiuying to be so willing to accept new things. Wen Qingcheng was very pleased. She immediately sat down at the desk, cut the paper, typed a dozen forms with ink line, and then bound the forms with hemp rope and attached a cover.

Ye Xiuying looked at Wen Qingcheng and felt a little confused. She also saw that Wen Qingcheng had written titles on each form and some words in the form that she couldn't understand. It's not that she didn't know the characters. After a period of study, she knew all the characters, but she didn't understand what they meant when they were combined together.

Seeing that Ye Xiuying was confused and frowning, Wen Qingcheng was afraid that she would give up and retreat, so she hurriedly explained to her what the double-entry bookkeeping method was.

"Mom, don't worry. It's not difficult to learn as long as you understand the basic logic and the accounting rules." Wen Qingcheng moved a chair to Ye Xiuying.

Ye Xiuying frowned and said, "We didn't borrow money, nor did we borrow money from a bank, so why do we have to use this kind of credit and debit accounting?"

Wen Qingcheng smiled and patiently explained: "The debit and credit accounting method does not mean that you can borrow money or take out loans. The words borrow and loan are just accounting symbols. You should treat them as symbols and do not understand their literal meanings. Which side of the debit or credit represents an increase and which side represents a decrease depends on the nature of the subject we want to record."

Wen Qingcheng said, opening the account book that Ye Xiuying had used to record her daily account, and began to give examples to help her sort out the accounts. Later, Ye Xiuying began to sort out all the daily accounts she had recorded using the debit and credit accounting method.

"Look, if we change to this kind of form, the account situation will be clear at a glance." Wen Qingcheng leaned back in the chair with his arms folded across his chest.

After Ye Xiuying learned how to do it, she worked with great interest and sorted out all the accounts. When she finished everything, she felt her arms ache and yawned.

"Ah, it's already midnight, Qingcheng, let's go to bed quickly. We'll start boiling the glue tomorrow, and you have to keep an eye on it."

Wen Qingcheng stretched and then felt very sleepy, so she went upstairs to sleep.

The next morning, the workers started work early, a quarter of an hour earlier than the scheduled time, and came to sweep the yard of the medicine workshop. Luo Bin and Ma Ji had already polished the copper pot to a shine.

After dinner, Wen Qingcheng came over from the front yard and was very happy to see that everyone had arrived early. "Good morning, everyone."

"Good morning, boss." Luo Bin and Ma Ji greeted with a smile. There was no work for Song Jiao and Li Hongxiu today. They only needed to familiarize themselves with the process of boiling glue, but they also came early and blanched the donkey skin with the two sisters-in-law of the Ruan family.

At this time, the door of the pharmacy was opened, and Wen Zhuo walked in with several people following him.

"Qingcheng, do we still have donkey-hide gelatin cakes? Those are the donkey-hide gelatin cakes with sesame and red dates that were placed on the dessert table when we opened yesterday." Wen Zhuo asked.

"Yes, I made a pot of gelatin before, and I kept some of it. I made a lot of gelatin cakes, but I distributed it to everyone yesterday. There's not much left. There's only about two pounds left."

Wen Zhuo pointed at a few villagers behind him and said with a smile: "Look, everyone tasted the donkey-hide gelatin you made yesterday and thought it tasted great. After listening to our explanation of the various benefits of donkey-hide gelatin yesterday, they all came to buy it."

One of the old ladies smiled and said, "There were too many people yesterday, so I grabbed two pieces. My little granddaughter ate one piece, and my daughter-in-law just gave birth to her second child and is weak. I thought this thing is so good, so I bought some to nourish her body."

Another uncle also said: "I didn't get any yesterday, but I heard that it was delicious, so I bought some for my mother."

Wen Qingcheng simply put some donkey-hide gelatin cakes on the dessert table yesterday, but she didn't expect that word of mouth would spread and so many people would want to buy it.

Wen Qingcheng said to everyone loudly: "Our donkey-hide gelatin cakes are all freshly made. They can't be kept in the summer and need to be eaten up as soon as possible. I don't have much stock now, so it's first come first served. If you want some, you can register with my uncle and make a reservation now, and then come back to buy it when it's ready."

The donkey-hide gelatin cakes that Wen Qingcheng makes now are simply wrapped in glutinous rice paper without vacuum packaging, so they cannot be kept in the hot summer unless they are placed in a space. Therefore, after Wen Qingcheng makes donkey-hide gelatin cakes, she either sends them out quickly or keeps them in her own space. She does not produce them in large quantities. She did not expect donkey-hide gelatin cakes to be so popular in the village.

Wen Zhuo opened the door, asked everyone to line up, and found pens and ink to register one by one. When he opened the door, he found that so many people were pouring in.

Ye Xiuying heard the noise in the backyard and came over to take a look. She was also shocked by the scene in front of her. Wen Qingcheng trotted to the front yard, found two brown paper bags, took out the donkey-hide gelatin cakes in the space, and packed them into two brown paper bags.

Wen Qingcheng took the donkey-hide gelatin cake back to the backyard and handed it to the old lady and uncle who came first. Wen Qingcheng said to everyone loudly: "This bag contains one catty of donkey-hide gelatin cake. We sell it directly from the factory at 80 wen per catty. We are all from the same village. I know that you are supporting us, Wen Ji, so from now on, when people from this village buy donkey-hide gelatin, we will charge you 70 wen per catty."

When the shop opened yesterday, Uncle San had already read out the price list to everyone. They knew that this thing was very expensive and that many wealthy families in the city were eating it, so they had also heard about it. They knew that donkey-hide gelatin cakes were cheaper, at 80 wen per pound, and they could still afford it, so they could accept it. Today, Wen Qingcheng said that people from the same village would charge 70 wen, which was a pleasant surprise, and everyone applauded and cheered.

"Auntie, this is one jin. The glutinous rice paper wrapped with donkey-hide gelatin is edible. Just eat two or three pieces a day. Don't eat too much. People with diabetes at home should not eat it. This thing is sweet."

Wen Qingcheng explained it and specifically told people with diabetes not to eat it. Wen Qingcheng opened the brown paper and showed it to the old lady, then smiled and said, "Auntie, can I weigh it for you?"

The old lady waved her hand: "What do you mean, Madam Wen? I trust you."