Duan Rong suddenly closed the account books in front of him, folding the corners of the pages he had been flipping through, then divided them into three stacks according to their nested sequence.
Duan Rong placed these three stacks of account books on the floor by the wall.
Huang Qing watched Duan Rong's actions, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes, and asked, "Aren't you putting the examined account books back on the shelf?"
Duan Rong turned back and smiled, "Let's put them back together after we've checked them all."
Seeing Duan Rong smiling naively, Huang Qing nodded. He felt Duan Rong had a point.
Besides, Duan Rong had examined more than thirty account books but hadn't recorded any entries nor used an abacus for verification.
To say he wasn't checking the accounts, he had looked through more than thirty books. To say he was checking, he merely flipped through them and closed them.
