Lu Huang wrote several pieces in a row, feeling that there were enough tasks, so he temporarily put down his pen.

Then he got up, stretched his body, and straightened his body.

After moving the neck bones for a while, I went to the other corner of the desk and picked up a thick account book.

The Lu family has opened several types of shops. As a businessman, Mr. Lu is considered to be a diversified business model.

Diversified business methods are not bad, but if they are too open, problems with the capital chain are likely to explode.

Lu Huang instinctively opened too many stores and was too scattered. He felt that some projects with less profitable profits should be cut off.

Lu Huang's eyes were at one place, which was a fragrant shop, which was selling things like rouge and water powder that women like.

Lu Huang is very interested in this. He is a man. As a man, he is naturally immune to this kind of thing.

But it is different to women, this thing is quite attractive.

Lu Huang thinks that there is quite potential here.

After looking at the accounts of each store in the incense shop, Lu was dazzled.

Alas, without the introduction of Arabic numerals, these amounts are all capital Chinese characters, with many strokes, which makes people dizzy!

Lu Huang sighed, he patted his forehead and suddenly thought of a way.

Yes, let’s start here!

The next day, after Xiu'er served him to take a shower and then eat breakfast, Lu Huang directly asked Sun Yong, who was in charge of the accounting, to come over.

Sun stood in front of Lu Huang with his head down and listened to Lu Huang's instructions.

Lu Huang didn't take any turns. He said to Sun Yong directly: "Sun's account room, I think we have some habits of accounting in the past that we have changed!"

Sun Yong didn't know what the young master said, but he looked at Lu Huang and didn't answer.

Lu Huang took a account book and walked up to Sun Yong, shook it at Sun Yong, and then he talked: "Look, these capital Chinese characters are too numerous to record the amount. Of course, doing this has the effect of tampering, but I think the efficiency of doing this has been greatly slowed down, and it is not worth the loss."

Sun Yong looked at Lu Huang and slapped his mouth so little, saying, "Ah, young master, but nowadays, everyone who does business keeps accounts like this. This should be a customary convention!"

Lu Huang shook his head disapprovingly: "Practices are routines, but routines are broken. If everyone follows the old rules, how can this society make progress?"

But Sun Yong seemed a little stubborn, and he said to Lu Huang: "Young Master, but since we were fighting, we have been keeping accounts like this."

Lu Huang emphasized his tone and said, "Sun Chandian, you have to understand one thing. What everyone did in the past may not be right. If you say that everything in the past is right, then we were primitive people at first. Do we need to go back to the habit of using grass leaves?"

Sun Yong looked at Lu Huang, and he withdrew his stubbornness.

Because he knew that the young master's mouth was not given for nothing. Although he was only a sensible master in the county government, he was also a master. His mouth could not be worthy of the young master even if he added ten times more.

Seeing that Sun Yong surrendered, Lu Huang was very satisfied, so he started the next step of action.

He picked up a piece of paper from the desk and said to Sun Yong: "Look, this is Allah..."

Speaking of this, Lu Huang glanced at Sun. He felt that when he said "Arabic numerals", the other party might ask himself what "Arabic" means. Forget it, in order to simplify, let's infringe on it first.

So Lu Huang coughed dryly and said, "Well, this is called Lu Huang's number, I found this. This is like this. You see, they represent the original numbers."

Lu Huang said "discovery" without saying invention, because he felt embarrassed to use the word "invention".

Then Lu Huang showed it to Sun Yong.

The paper is divided into two lines, one is Arabic numerals, and the next is an abbreviation version of Chinese characters.

Corresponding one by one, Lu Huang believes that Sun Yong will see it very clearly.

Sun Yong took the paper and looked at Lu Huang carefully, "Young master, I think these numbers are too strange and twisty, I'm afraid it's very inappropriate to use them to keep accounts."

Of course there will be resistance to reform. Lu Huang has long been mentally prepared, so when Sun Yong said this, he is not in a hurry, nor is he in a hurry at all.

Lu Huang took his finger and pointed the "1" and said, "Look at Lu Huang's number and one of the Chinese characters, it looks like a similar look, but when you look at the 2 behind, there is only one stroke, and 'two' is two strokes. Look at 3, and two, and the Chinese character "three" is three strokes, and 4, looking at two strokes, you can actually draw one stroke in one stroke, and if you have too many strokes, you can also draw one stroke if you write in reverse, and if you write in reverse, you can also draw one stroke. When the Chinese character "five" stroke is four strokes, I will not talk about it carefully later. You can see it yourself. Is it much easier?"

Then Sun Yong looked at it and thought it was like this, but he quickly saw the problem: "Young master, you can use these curved one to ten, well, that number to represent it, but what about the ten behind?"

Lu Huang slapped his forehead: "It turns out that I forgot, I only wrote these ten."

So Lu Huang started writing immediately. The brush was very laborious, but he was very dedicated.

Sun Yong, who was standing beside him, looked at Lu Huang. The young master's calligraphy in the past was not that bad. He didn't say it well, but he was at least a master. Why did the words written in a mess after a serious illness?

Lu Huang taught Sun Yong everything from one to one hundred.

After all, this set of Arabic numerals is very scientific, and Lu Huang taught it quite smoothly.

Finally, Sun nodded to show that he understood.

Lu Huang felt a little accomplished. Although he felt like he was teaching a kindergarten child, no, the kindergarten child probably didn’t have to teach it, but it felt bad to be able to impart knowledge to others.

——As the saying goes, if you give someone a rose, you will have a fragrance on your hands.

After teaching, Lu Huang also gave an example: "Look at the money we paid for in our silk shop, I will collect 1,000 or 30 entries, and I will write 1,000 or 30 entries. How refreshing it looks!"

Sun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then he asked Lu Huang: "Young Master, you said Lu Huang..."

He couldn't help but stop and felt that calling the young master's name was really disrespectful, so Sun Yong changed his words: "I'll use this young master's number in the future?"

Lu Huang said: "It is not used all, for example, the amounts on the contract still retain the capitalization of Chinese characters to prevent tampering."

Sun nodded to indicate that this is very reasonable, but there is still a question: "Young master, then, our family uses Lu Huang's numbers like this, but other families don't understand it. How do you communicate this?"

Lu Huang didn't expect to promote this set of numbers in the whole society, he just made it convenient for himself.

So he said to Sun Yong: "It doesn't matter. We don't need it to the outside world. I mainly use it. I look comfortable and simple, and I write it simple."

Sun Yong said in his heart, "Tsk, it turns out that it's so complicated just for the sake of the young master alone!"

But no, others are the masters, you can be willful if you have money.

Chapter completed!