Accountant of Tang Dynasty, starting to liquidate the family property.

"Madam, madam, please come quickly~"

"Stop shouting. No matter how big the problem is, it will never end."Qin Song quickly supported the woman and carried her to the bed:"I'm just anxious, it's okay. The little girl was obviously still worried and shook her head quickly:"Madam, Madam, please wake up quickly." Master, what should we do?"

"Take a needle and prick it in the middle of the body. If you don't wake up, prick the lip.……"

The maid shook her head in fear:"No, no, how can this be done? What if you don't wake up after the pricking? What should we do?"

Qin Song didn't care:"It doesn't matter, turn up your lips and prick the gums, and prick from the root of the tooth! It will definitely work. Wake up, if that doesn't work, just pierce it from between the nails, and you will definitely wake up."

The little girl's face turned pale with fright:"Master, this is your own mother."

"My mother has to take action, me, my mother?

Qin Song was a little confused:"How could she be my mother?" who I am?"

"You are Qin Song, the young master of our mansion."

"Who are you?

The little girl cried immediately:"Master, I am Xiaochan." Why don’t you recognize me? Woohoo~ You, you still~" Obviously she couldn’t say something, so the little girl choked and said,"I am your maidservant.""

"This is where?"

"This is our Qin Mansion. You are the only child in the family. Master, what’s wrong with you? Don't scare Xiaochan. The master is not at home and the wife has fainted. What will Xiaochan do if you do something bad again?"

Qin Song looked at his room. The house was less than ten square meters. Good guy, half of the ground was filled with money. It was piled more than one meter high. All the furniture was made of red sandalwood carvings. There was no elegance at all. It was the decoration of the nouveau riche. Style, the urinals are all made of silver, can you believe it?

"What year is it now? What city?

Xiaochan had tears hanging on her eyelashes:"Master, it's the eighth year of Zhenguan." Chang'an City."

Qin Song looked at Xiaochan in surprise and said after a long time:"Zhenguan? Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty?"

"The emperor's name is taboo, young master!"

"How could this bullshit happen to me?"Qin Song wailed, rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Master! Master!"

Perhaps the mother and son are connected. The mother here actually woke up. When she saw her son fainted, she quickly supported her:"Xiaochan, what's wrong with the young master?"

"Madam, are you awake?"Xiao Chan was so happy that she wanted to cry,"The young master woke up and fainted again."

"What should we do? Come quickly, find the doctor!"

Xiao Chan wiped her tears and said:"Madam, don't panic. The young master just left a solution. He said to use a needle to pierce the philtrum... If you don't wake up, pierce the lips... If you don't wake up, pierce the gums... If you don't wake up, pierce the gums... Prick along the gums to the roots... If you don't wake up, prick your nails. If you still don't wake up... Prick in along the gaps between your nails.……"

"In this way, he will definitely wake up. Madam wrapped her handkerchief nervously, nodded and said:"At this moment, that's all we can do, Xiaochan, go get the needle."~"

"good!"

For a time, the entire Qin Mansion was filled with birds.

"ah~~~"

……

Qin Song woke up, maybe because of the fusion of memories, or maybe because of the stabbing. Anyway, he had some vague impressions.

It is now the eighth year of Zhenguan. My current position is in Chang'an, my name is still Qin Song, and I have both parents in this life. Well, I also have a very pretty little maid named Xiaochan, and a lot of servants.

Looking at the money in the corner, Qin Song felt a little happy. At least, he didn't have to have such a bleak start like others. Moreover, I was an orphan in my previous life, but I have parents in this life. Isn’t this complete?

With a wave of his hand, all the money underground disappeared into his own space. With another wave of his hand, the money was put back in place. Qin Song sighed. Such a large storage space might be his own time-traveling benefit.

But what's the use? If you want to enjoy a better life, you have to invent and create.

At this time, Xiaochan came in wearing a green dress:"Master, you're awake. Come, wash your face.""

"I'll do it myself"

"How can the young master wash his face? I'll just serve you as a slave."

"Open your mouth, this is sophora salt……"

"Oh, Master, that water is for rinsing your mouth, not for drinking.……"

After busy for a long time, Qin Song was finally served and finished washing.

"Master, the bucket is ready. It has been covered with pine ash and is still warm.……"

"Young Master lifts his feet……"

"The young master stood up and raised his arms……"

"The young master raised his head……"

No matter how rich Qin Song was in his previous life, he had never been treated like this. The maid in front of him was very skilled in the business and had the potential to be an embalmer.

Qin Song asked:"That Xiaochan?"

"You mean Master"

"Why was I beaten? Xiaochan looked at Qin Song and tears fell again:"Master, have you really forgotten everything?""

"Yes, I forgot about it. Now, I only know you and mother. No one else knows him. Moreover, my whole body hurts"

"So, what about the master? Qin

Song shook his head:"I don't remember. Why was I beaten?" Who hit me?"

Xiaochan sighed, and while serving Qin Song, he explained the whole story clearly.

"What? Because you can’t settle accounts? I can't settle accounts? Qin Song pointed at his nose:"I can't settle accounts?" I am the best in the world in accounting. I won the national championship in children's abacus at the age of ten, the mental arithmetic championship at the age of eleven, the champion in the high school mathematics Olympic competition, a doctorate in finance from university, and one of the top ten accountants in the country. I can't do accounting?"

Xiao Chan put on Qin Song's shoes and said,"The young master is talking nonsense again. The young master has been in the Imperial College for two years. He doesn't even know how to record balls and calculate chips. How can he settle accounts? Master, raise your legs and Xiaochan will put on your shoes."

Qin Song sighed inwardly. This father was cruel enough. He was beaten to death just because he didn't know how to settle accounts. Oh, brother, be reincarnated as a human being. I will definitely make you the most awesome accountant in the Tang Dynasty.

It seems like It's telepathy, a breeze blows by, and the body doesn't hurt so much anymore

"Master, the weather is nice today. Let’s stand up and walk around. The doctor said it would be better this way."

With Xiaochan's support, Qin Song finally said goodbye to the bedroom he had lived in for more than ten days and came to the courtyard.

I don't know if I have to leave. This Qin family is really big enough. There are dozens of rooms in the courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It took me a long time to transfer it, but I still haven’t finished it.

"What do those people do?"

"Oh, that's the master's study, and the servants are cleaning it. They are all things like ledgers. The master beat you like this in the study at that time"

"I gonna go see. Walk."

When I entered the study, I saw a mess. Books were everywhere, shelves were overturned, and there were many unknown pieces of porcelain on the ground. If there was another corpse lying on the ground at this time, it would be perfect.