Some things are not complicated, just troublesome. When the manpower and material resources are available, it is easier to do it. In nearly three days, two warehouses that have been stored for twenty years were finally inventoried.
"Master, these are the bills we put in the warehouse. Please take a look at these. You can also take a look at these."
Each shopkeeper presented a thick stack of paper. The first few sheets were forms, and the back were some reporting materials.
After counting with an abacus, Qin Song had an understanding in his heart. He spent the rest of the time drinking tea and reading. He held the report materials without saying a word.
Putting down the materials, Qin Song smiled at a warehouse manager and said:"Everyone has worked hard with me in inventory these days. Let's keep the story short. Manager Qin, we are our own family, so I will start with you. ask"
"Master, you say"
"What would you say is the biggest loss in this warehouse?"
"Of course it was food. There were many rats in the library. If you were not careful, food would be lost. My subordinates had witnessed it with their own eyes. Two bags of white rice disappeared without a trace in one night."
Qin Song smiled, didn't say anything, and continued to ask:"Have you thought of a solution? Repel rats?"
"Naturally, I thought about using stones to harm rats at the beginning of the period, but the stones are poisonous. Rats can get into the food on their bodies, which is more difficult to prevent. If people are killed because of eating food, it is not worth the loss.
His subordinates also took people to plug rat holes, but the results were not good. The old boss was kind-hearted and said that rats bring wealth, so he refused to kill them all. There is nothing the subordinates can do.
Later, my subordinates also raised raccoon slaves, and the rat infestation was a little less severe. However, the raccoon slaves often used silk to scratch their claws, and the losses were considerable, so they stopped raising them."
"What is a raccoon slave?"Qin Song asked.
The steward was stunned:"It's the emperor's concubine, also called Uncle Tiger, and Xianchan."
"……"
Seeing that Qin Song didn't understand, he drew a few words on the paper. Qin Song's face turned a little red. Damn it, it's just a cat, but it has so many names.
When Manager Qin mentioned that when buying a raccoon slave, a betrothal gift was required, Qin Song was speechless. It turns out that there were cat lovers during the Tang Dynasty, and they seemed pretty crazy.
Uncle Fu whispered in Qin Song's ear:"Master, the son in charge died of rat poison, and the first wife also went crazy. The master gave me ten guan of money."
Qin Song nodded, hemorrhagic fever is a disease, In the Tang Dynasty, the mortality rate was 100%, which is terrible.
"So besides food, what has lost the most? Manager Qin thought for a while:"Except for food, there is less of other things. Things like strings will break if not stored properly, and then they will be discarded." This product was not cheap, but it cost a lot. In fact, I couldn’t sell a few sticks, and I stopped selling them later."
"Furthermore, even if the ink stick is accidentally broken, it won’t be sold for much money.……"
Manager Qin made dozens of explanations, all of which were well-founded, sincere and clear in thinking.
Qin Song listened quietly, nodding from time to time. After Manager Qin finished speaking, he asked,"Can the two stewards add anything to what steward Qin just said?" The remaining two stewards looked at each other:"Back to the young master, in general That's it. There's nothing more to add."
Qin Song leaned back and said with a smile:"Actually, speaking of it, the owner is very grateful to you. After all, the warehouse has not been leaked even once in the past twenty years, so you are considered Dedicated"
"How dare you, how dare you, water and fire are ruthless, if the water really escapes, this warehouse full of goods will be burned clean, how can I explain to the protagonist?
Qin Song asked:"How much does it cost to be a steward?""
"Back to the young master, we don’t sell goods and we don’t get any dividends. We only earn 800 wen per month. On New Year’s Day, the master and his wife give you rewards. On average, we can have a consistent income in a month."
Qin Song knew that his usual income, considering the current situation in the Tang Dynasty, is a fairly high salary. You know, the current ninth-grade official earns almost 1,200 yuan per month, plus subsidies such as servants, grain and oil, a The monthly salary is about 1,500 Wen. That is the normal salary.
Of course, the gray income of the warehouse manager is not included. If it is included, the three stewards in front of me can almost equal five or six ninth-grade officials every month.
Everyone They all looked at the young master and saw that he was always thinking and not speaking. Everyone could only wait and did not dare to say anything.
Qin Song rubbed the bridge of his nose and said:"Let's stay away from each other. Starting from Zhenguan, do you think How much does it cost to access the warehouse?
Manager Qin said with a smile:"How could this subordinate know? It must have been several hundred strings in six years.""
Qin Song said:"I just took stock of the goods and checked the accounts again. The goods that don't match are equivalent to about 7,400 copper coins.
Three stewards, do you think that it has been eight years since Zhenguan? Other than burning it on fire, how else can we lose 7,400 pounds of goods?"
The stewards looked at each other and said quickly:"Master, Master, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. Qin
Song looked at them and said:"As for me, I was supposed to come yesterday. I rested at home for a whole day before coming. Do you know why?""
Seeing several stewards shaking their heads, Qin Song took out a bill from his arms:"I never thought that our warehouse is also a shop. We sell goods every day. Although we sell less, we can't hold it back at a low price, and we don't have to record it in the account. right?"
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