After becoming a top-notch peasant woman, she continues to be a top-notch

Qiao Chao quoted the prices of the five kinds of vegetables: green vegetables at eight cents a pound, cucumbers at twelve cents a pound, tomatoes at twenty-five cents a pound, peppers at eighteen cents a pound, and bean sprouts at sixteen cents a pound.

The servants on the side all gasped, "Isn't it too expensive? Are you blackmailing me?"

Qiao Chao: "You should know whether it is blackmail or not. It is winter now, and no one has such fresh vegetables. We spent a lot of effort to grow these."

Of course, he didn't know all this at first. Later, he heard Qiao Chenshi and Qiao Dashan say that in the past, the only things their families had in winter were radishes, cabbages, or dried vegetables. Although there were fresh vegetables, they were really expensive, and it was already very good for some families to have vegetables to eat.

As for the price, when he first heard Zhen Yue say it, he certainly thought it was extortion, but after hearing what Qiao Dashan and Qiao Chen said, he felt that it seemed not so bad.

He had never lacked these in his previous life, and he didn't know what price he paid for them. It turned out that it was very difficult for ordinary people to eat fresh vegetables in winter.

Zhou Yan thought for a moment, "Can it be cheaper?"

Qiao Chao shook his head, "No, this is not the price I set."

Qiao Er: "This is the price set by my sister-in-law. I have to sell it this way, otherwise I'll be scolded when I get home. Even in summer, my vegetables are more expensive than others."

Zhou Yan: ??? Scolded by a woman?

"Is there a woman in your family who heads the family?"

Qiao Er patted his chest with a proud look, "My sister-in-law is very capable. She grows all the vegetables. The vegetables my sister-in-law grows are different from others and taste much better than others. You will know if you try it."

Zhou Yan: So that's how it is. It was actually planted by a peasant woman. But...

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sell it if you sell it at such a high price?"

Qiao Er: "My sister-in-law said that if you can't sell it, you can take it home and eat it yourself."

Zhou Yan choked, as if there was nothing wrong... Why did it feel like a farmer's family ate better than his, and it seemed like they had no shortage of winter vegetables.

Zhou Yan: "Okay, but you guys need to help me deliver the vegetables to the destination."

Qiao Chao: "Where exactly?"

Servant: "We are the Zhou Family Restaurant in the county town! Our master is the young master of the Zhou Family Restaurant!"

Qiao Chao: “No problem!” Originally, Zhen wanted him to sell it to restaurants and hotels, but he didn’t expect to meet the young master of a restaurant by accident?

In this way, the donkey cart followed the horse carriage into the county town and later arrived at the back of Zhou's Restaurant. The servant went in to call for people, and soon someone came out with a weight.

After weighing the vegetables and settling the bill, the total was three taels of silver. If it had been before, I don’t know if it would have been one tael.

Zhou Yan also had people give each of them two big steamed buns and let them drink water and rest. "This winter, if you have fresh vegetables at home, you can send them here. How about the price based on today's price?"

Qiao Chao thought about it and said, "Okay."

Afterwards, Qiao Chao and Qiao Er left Zhou's Restaurant, but they did not go back directly. Qiao Chao went to the rice shop to ask about the prices and found that the prices of grain had also gone up, so he bought some as usual.

Because of the cold weather, there were not many people on the road. "Brother, are you going home?" Qiao Er looked at the weather and was afraid that it would snow, which would make the road more difficult to walk on.

Qiao Chao glanced at a bookstore nearby and said, "Wait for me on the donkey cart."

Qiao Chao got out of the car, tidied his clothes and went into the bookstore. Qiao Er thought it was his sister-in-law who asked him to buy something, so he didn't say anything.

When Qiao Chao entered the bookstore, the shopkeeper saw that he was wearing a short shirt made of poor quality fabric and did not look like someone with money to buy books. He could not possibly be a scholar, so he thought he was buying books for the gang leader's family.

"What book does this guest need?"

Qiao Chao glanced around, then saw the painting on the wall. His eyes flashed, "Do you collect paintings here?"

The shopkeeper looked at him looking at the paintings and said, "Of course I will accept them, but I won't accept everything."

Qiao Chao pointed to a flower and bird painting and asked, "How much does that painting cost?"

Shopkeeper: "Five taels of silver."

Qiao Chao thought about it and realized that if the painting was sold for five taels of silver, the shopkeeper would probably pay at least three taels of silver for it.

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

Shopkeeper: "Yes, which one do you want? We have white hemp paper, yellow hemp paper, and sand hemp paper. They are cheap. Three hundred coins each."

Qiao Chao: "No rice paper?"

Shopkeeper: "Yes, but the rice paper is five taels per foot." This rice paper is not something that ordinary people can use. Although his shop has it, there is not much.

Qiao Chao: ...He can’t even buy one foot now.

"Please give me a piece of white linen paper. Oh, and do you have any pens and ink? I want something cheaper."

"Have."

In the end...it cost a total of one or two taels of silver.

After returning home, Qiao Er gave the food to Qiao Chenshi, while Qiao Chao took paper and pen back to the room and gave the rest of the silver to Zhen Yue, leaving only one or two taels. "I spent one or two taels on paper and pen." Qiao Chao looked at Zhen Yue's face, fearing that he would get angry.

Zhen Yue took the money and looked at him, "Yeah."

Qiao Chao took a look at her face and found that she was not angry. "I bought it because it is useful."

Zhen Yue: "Yeah. Aren't you tired?"

Qiao Chao: "...I'm tired. I'm going to rest." He thought he would be scolded. Wait a minute...has he already accepted it so submissively? He actually thought about being scolded. He is a great man...Forget it, a tiger in a plain is bullied by a dog.

Zhen Yue didn't care what he was going to do. In fact, if he didn't buy it, she would still want him to buy it later, so there was nothing wrong with buying it in advance.

But what she didn't expect was that that night, when Zhen Yue was soaking her feet, Qiao Chao took the inkstone from Qiao San, took out today's paper and pen and ink, and began to paint on the paper very skillfully.

Zhen Yue didn't see what he was doing on the paper, she just saw his hands moving, and he had no intention of stopping.

The candle flame next to her was flickering. Zhen Yue wiped her feet, picked up the basin to pour water, and stopped after taking a look as she passed by, because she saw Qiao Chao drawing on paper.

The painting shows a mountain with two people carrying things down the mountain...

Zhen Yue stood there watching for a long time, and Qiao Chao also painted for a long time. He did not notice Zhen Yue standing aside.

After Zhen Yue came to her senses, she took the cold water out and poured it out. After entering the room, Qiao Chao was still painting.

Zhen Yue did not disturb him and lay down on the bed to rest. Qiao Chaohua finally noticed that it was late after a long time. The child was taken away by Qiao Chenshi tonight, and she said that she and Qiao Dashan would take care of the child tonight.

So only Zhen Yue and Qiao Chao were left in the room. Zhen Yue had already rested. Qiao Chao stopped writing. His hands were already frozen. He rubbed his hands and went out. A quarter of an hour later, he returned to the room, blew out the candle, and then lay down on the bed to rest.

Qiao Chao painted for three days in a row. Zhen Yue didn't say anything every time she saw him, but Qiao Chenshi felt strange, "What is the boss doing? Staying in the room all day and not going out?"

Zhen Yue was playing with the child on the side. After hearing what she said, she replied: "Maybe you were too tired before. Take a rest."

Mrs. Qiao Chen agreed with that thought. After all, it seemed that it was always the eldest son who went out to sell the vegetables. She suddenly thought that if the eldest son and the family were gone, she didn't know what would happen at home.