After a night of rest and recovery, all the fatigue from Lin Ming and the others' journey had completely faded.
After breakfast, Steward Song brought them to the accounting office and displayed an attitude of full support toward their audit work. He looked every bit like a diligent and honest worker, without the slightest hint of anything shady.
But regardless of Steward Song's attitude, Lin Ming and the others still had to do what they had come here to do. They first examined the account books, then compared them against the gold coins earned each month from selling the refined copper supplied to the academy.
Just comparing the account books took Lin Ming and the others two full days. Over those two days, Lin Ming truly felt that this was even harder than alchemy. Page after page of numbers left him dizzy and bleary-eyed.
After the comparison, the books generally matched up. There were some minor discrepancies, but nothing significant. For people at their level of cultivation, such small amounts of money were not worth fussing over, so they simply turned a blind eye.
By the time they finished checking the account records, evening had fallen again. The remaining work would have to wait until tomorrow.
A new day arrived. Today, Lin Ming and the others needed to compare the extracted stockpiles with the account books. Another two days passed in this verification.
"Steward Song, there seems to be some discrepancy between the records and the actual figures, doesn't there?" Chen Yuanlong asked in a questioning tone after comparing them.
After two days of inspection, Lin Ming and the others compared the physical stock with the records and immediately found that they did not match. Moreover, this discrepancy was fairly substantial, amounting to nearly several thousand gold coins.
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