The summer sun filtered through the carved lattice windows of the silk shop, casting mottled light upon the ledger. Jiang Wan’s hand, which held the abacus, suddenly froze. Her gaze landed on the "West City Rice Shop" entry column—where "five hundred stone" should have been recorded, it read "fifty stone" in a scrawled hand. She tapped her fingertip against the ledger and called for the manager. "Uncle Chen, these accounts..."
"Miss, it’s a disaster!" Manager Chen ran in, drenched in sweat, clutching a water-damaged ledger. "The back warehouse was robbed! Twenty bolts of Shu brocade from last month are missing!"
Jiang Wan stood up abruptly, the jade pendant Lu Jingyuan had given her knocking against the edge of the table. "When did this happen? Why are you only reporting it now?"
Chapter 122