"Different... 1 point 2 cents?" Xian Jimin stuttered, his face turned pale.

Anyone who has worked in accounting or knows some common sense of accounting knows that an accountant is not afraid of a 100,000 or 80,000 yuan difference, but he is afraid of a one-point or two-point difference. If the difference is much worse, he must be missing one or more points. There is only one reason for the difference - he is wrong.

It’s not computerized yet, and manual accounting does not have the opportunity to review and modify it. I painted the account book. Why do you want to make fake accounts?

It can only be overturned and recalculated, and the workload is not light.

"You can see it yourself." Nan Yi pointed on the two books, "Are you doing it wrong?"

"It's really wrong. It's over. I won't want to sleep these days."

"It's almost time to get the bill, grab it, tell the tax office and show them the account book. Don't be grabbed by someone. I don't want the banner on the wall to hang it next year." Nan Yi pointed to the banners of "tax integrity merchants" on the wall and said.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Xian Jimin nodded hurriedly.

After talking to Xian Jimin, Nan Yi asked Xian Yaowei for another withdrawal form, filled in the amount and the reason for withdrawal, and received two thousand yuan from Xian Yaowei.

The village committee has to be on duty every day. Today it is Xian Yaowei's turn. The people on duty have to stay overnight in the village committee. It just so happened that Xian Jimin couldn't leave anymore, and they both had a company.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I walked out of the village committee. It was impossible to go to the cafeteria for dinner at this time. Nanyi could only walk to the village agency store.

"Aunt, do you have instant noodles?"

The sales store in Wenchangwei was created by women's director Niu Aihuahua. Since last year, she has also worked as a family planning job and has a difficult life.

"Yes, Guanshengyuan and Huafeng Sanxian Yi noodles, you can eat Xiangwu's doll noodles, and Japanese Japanese's Nissin."

"Auntie, you can't come here by the water, right?"

"How can it be? It's from regular channels. Some people in the city are doing this import and export business."

"Help me put five packs of Sanxian Yi noodles, aunt, don't put the seasonings, just put some salt and MSG."

"Okay, I'll put some vegetables for you. There is still meat at home. Do you want to cut some for you?" Niu Aihua said.

"Forget it, just put some vegetables."

At this time, instant noodles are not very convenient, they have to be cooked, so they are not delicious at all. On the train, Liu Zhen was able to eat so happily because he had never eaten them and because he was hungry.

Last year, she wanted to be nostalgic and soaked a bowl of egg noodles. She just took a bite and didn't want to eat it anymore, and she said it was unpalatable.

Almost every household in Wenchangwei uses gas stoves and kerosene stoves, and there are soil stoves, but few people use coal stoves. This is not because of the lack of coal in the deep-farm. Quren Mine is not far away, and it is also supplying coal in a direction to the deep-farm.

However, it is not convenient to use coal stoves and cannot save much money. Most villagers still use local stoves as the main ones, supplemented by gas stoves.

After a while, Niu Aihua came with three large bowls of instant noodles. Not only were there a few spinach lying on the bowl, but two poached eggs were also lying on it, which looked sore and boring.

"Nan Yi, try it. The native eggs I brought from the breeding team and the eggs laid by the chickens on the ground, and they have never been fed the feed. The taste is better than what I raised at home."

"Then I'll give it a try."

Nan Yi picked up the eggs, put them to his mouth, and sucked the egg yolks into his mouth. They were sweet and had no fishy smell.

"I can't taste it very much, it's not much different from the native eggs at home. Aunt, this egg is the batch sold by Kenxian Group to Kazuki and Japan, right?"

"Cuizhu said that. Each family in the village has divided ten of them, so that everyone can try them out. In the future, they can't eat them anymore. They have to sell them tightly, saying that they are selling them for several cents a piece. The eggs are delicious, but they are too small."

"Ha, then I have to supply Auntie, there are ten eggs in total, and there are only six. I will go to Auntie Cuizhu tomorrow and get the portion between me and Liu Zhen."

"She is not here, she is going to the eel farm. Some Japanese guests come to see the fish, so she has to go and entertain her."

"Well? I've been seeing the fish so early. It will take a long time for our fish to be slaughtered?"

"I don't know this."

Nan Yi thought about it and probably came to make a reservation in advance, and then went back to Tokyo to take the time to see Japan's eel breeding base to see if the breeding scale has shrunk.

The difficulty in raising eels is not the selling process, but the Japanese have opened up the acquisition. The difficulty is to raise eels. If a pond of eels is raised to death, the losses will be made by millions, and no effort will be achieved after several years.

It is difficult to have an oversupply of eels when raising them. There is a large investment and a high risk. If you raise them individually, you will definitely have to borrow money. If you raise them once, you will basically not be able to relieve them in your entire life.

Those with capital investment and better business options are available, and few people will like to eat eel farming.

This is a little-known and cannot be promoted.

Later eel farmers may earn tens of millions of dollars at a time, and those with large scale earn more than 100 million. But if something happens, they may lose all their money. They will have to survive all kinds of risks of fish plague and typhoons.

It is easy to have assets exceeding 100 million in the previous second, and then have a lot of debts in the next second.

If you don’t talk about others, just talk about the Kenying Group. If you smash it once, you will have to tighten your belt and live a life.

That's why Nan Yi sent people to Japan and South Korea to study. And this was the first time to breed, the Farming Group did not invest much in a lot, and it was intended to make everyone familiar with it and accumulate some experience first.

Nan Yi and the other two gathered on the table and snorted noodles. Only one person came to the distribution store and bought a pack of cigarettes, and then no one came.

The business of the distribution store in rural areas is not very good. The most sold are needles, thread and brains, take-out cigarettes, soy sauce, etc. Unlike other places, there is a separate elderly tea room here in Wenchangwei. Older people will go there if they spend time drinking tea.

No one drinks tea or gambles in the agency store. In addition, there is a food factory here, and they will send some of their own products to children every month. Naturally, no children will come to the agency store to buy snacks. It is normal for the poor business. The agency store in Wenchangwei will naturally truly play its meaning of convenience.

As soon as Nan Yi put down his chopsticks, the sound of a motorcycle roaring came from his ears. The sound was two Jialing 70 cars, and the new car was more than 4,000 yuan, but this price was generally not available, so they had to increase the price. The real price was about 5,500 yuan.

"Aunt, are there many motorcycles in the village now?"

"There are quite a lot. When you say you can let go of everyone to buy cars. Almost all young people have bought motorcycles, boat cars [light riding and scooters]. Wenchangwei has shown his majesty. The young men in the village don't have to worry about finding a wife. If you are restless, you often bring the girls back."

Nan Yi smiled lightly, a little disapproving.

It is said that this era is conservative and simple, and some people say that getting married in this era is easy, but this is actually a wrong perception.

72 legs, three big items, it is still difficult for an ordinary office worker to achieve it. He still has to spend thousands of dollars to get married. He earns less than one thousand a year. How many years does it take to save a few thousand yuan?

There are also many people who have annual salary of 100,000 yuan in later generations, but how many people can have a deposit of 300,000 or 500,000 yuan?

Most young people nowadays have to go back to before liberation when they get married. The mother-in-law is also very ill nowadays, but the question is that one is to have a house and a car, and the other is to ask which unit to work.

The countryside is better, but poor are poor. The woman has a washbasin stand, toilet, and a few quilts for her dowry. If she looks shabby, she can carry two loads of rice and a few pairs of chickens, which will make her fooled.

As for the man, add a cover to the bed, the rice poles in the attic are broken, and the dust will not fall directly on the quilt, the yellow mud on the ground is smoothed, and some lime water is pasted on the wall. No matter what is used, it can separate a new house and live a life.

As long as you can separate your family earlier and not be young under the mother-in-law's nose, the bride will be very satisfied.

...[The following is just nonsense, it has nothing to do with the main text.]

If you live a happy new wife for the past year, if your stomach doesn’t move, then wait for criticism; if there is any movement, you will live a happy life as a pregnant woman.

If the child is born, the boy will continue to be happy; if the girl is born, it is hard to say. If you criticize him, you may have to serve him. Or you must be prepared to give birth to one. Haha, the little poor family at that family may not be kept.

With one or two children, I can no longer live for myself in this life. I bent down and sacrificed my life to work, cut off my backbone, and paid tuition and education surcharge. The evil beast did not study hard in school, and even went to the city to watch the video, but it was still "interrupted".

My husband beat him up, my wife cried and shouted, and the child was not afraid of him. He fantasized about himself as a martyr who rushed to the execution ground. He had lofty ideals and shouted in his heart: "I will never be like my parents."

More than twenty years later, I called my parents with guilt, "My parents, the down payment is still tens of thousands, can you..."

Thirty years later, looking at you who were worried about medical expenses, the mother comforted her and said, "Baby, we will not treat you anymore, we will spend money..."

In the corridor of the hospital, you can only punch yourself twice!

……………………

Have you made it through the 1950s and 1960s?

Post-70s, have your suffering be rewarded?

Can I resist my wife’s chattering after the 1980s?

Post-90s generation, do you still have hope for the future? Are you suffering from phobia?
Chapter completed!