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

That night, when Zhen Yue returned to the room, she found that Qiao Chao had finished the painting. Zhen Yue walked over to take a look and said, "You can write some words or a poem or something like that."

Qiao Chao panicked for a moment, "Uh... I just drew it casually, I can't write poetry."

Zhen Yue glanced at him silently and said, "Oh." Why are you still pretending?

Qiao Chao hesitated for a moment, "How about I make a seal?"

Zhen Yue nodded, "Okay."

"Can Dad do it?"

Zhen Yue: "You can ask him tomorrow."

"Row."

On the second day, Qiao Chao asked Qiao Dashan about seal making, "Seal? Your father doesn't know how to make a seal." Qiao Dashan waved his hands. How could he make a seal?

Qiao Chao: "But you know how to use Ah Chu's cart."

Qiao Dashan scratched his head and said, “It took a long time to learn how to do that, and it doesn’t require carving.” A seal needs to be carved, and to make a seal one needs to draw the seal first, which he doesn’t know how to do either.

"Really?" Qiao Chao thought about it and finally decided to do it himself.

He went to find a better piece of wood, borrowed tools from Qiao Dashan and started working on it. He first made it into a cube. He originally thought that he could just write the word "Qiao" on it but in the end he felt it was a bit casual.

He thought about it for a long time but still had no clue, so he finally went back to the room and asked Zhen Yue. He didn't know why he felt she would understand.

"What do you think should be engraved?"

Zhen Yue didn't expect that he would come by himself, and he actually knew how to do it?

Zhen Yue thought for a moment, "Don't all those scholars have characters? Why don't you just give yourself a character?"

Qiao Chao was stunned for a moment. His courtesy name was Chihua.

Qiao Chao went out again soon. He wrote the words "Chihua" on the wood and then began to carve with a knife.

After carving for an hour, Qiao Chao finally finished it, but he seemed to have no cinnabar at home.

"I'm going out tomorrow."

"Ah."

The next day, Qiao Chao went out to buy cinnabar in the wind and snow, and then hurried back.

Looking at the painting he had drawn, Qiao Chao remembered what Zhen Yue said about writing a poem on it, but he couldn't think of a suitable poem at the moment. In the end, he just put a seal on it, rolled up the painting, and wanted to sell it.

It snowed for two days and Qiao Chao couldn't go out. When the snow stopped, he took the painting and went out. Zhen Yue glanced at his back.

Qiao Chao went to the bookstore he had visited last time alone. He handed the painting to the shopkeeper and asked, "Excuse me, how much can this be sold for?"

The shopkeeper opened it and looked at it carefully for a long time. "Wonderful, wonderful!" He looked at Qiao Chao again and said, "Isn't this a painting by your master?"

Qiao Chao: “…Yes.”

The shopkeeper looked at the word "Chihua" written on the seal and hesitated for a moment, "I don't think I have ever heard of Master Chihua. How about this, I can only give you one or two taels of silver."

Qiao Chao took the painting back and said, "Hey, hey, wait a minute, your son is not famous, so I can only give you this price."

Qiao Chao looked at the painting he saw last time and asked, "How can that painting be sold for five taels?"

The shopkeeper said: "That is a painting by Master Lin Song. Master Lin Song has been cooperating with our shop for a long time, and his paintings are also liked by some people."

Qiao Chao turned around and was about to leave. His paintings were much better than those of Mr. Lin Song. His paintings in his previous life were priceless. Not to mention the paintings, even his words were priceless.

But there seemed to be a voice in his head telling him, you are a farmer now, you are no longer an emperor, you are now a farmer who cannot read a single word.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. How about this? You name a price." The shopkeeper tried to persuade him to stay.

Qiao Chao: "Five taels." It was a great shame that his painting lost to that Lin Song. He knew at first glance that the painting had many flaws, yet it was still sold for five taels.

The shopkeeper's eyes turned, "Okay, but you have to sell me the paintings you draw next time."

Qiao Chao: “No problem.”

After leaving the bookstore, Qiao Chao took five taels of silver, bought some cakes and went home. He did not use the donkey cart today, but walked.

Facing the cold wind, Qiao Chao finally returned home. Seeing him back, Mrs. Qiao Chen quickly asked him to come in and warm himself by the fire. "Why do you go out every day? It's so cold outside."

Qiao Chao handed the cake to Qiao Chenshi, "Something's up, where's Zhenshi?"

Qiao Chen: "She is in the vegetable garden behind the house."

"Yeah." Qiao Chao first went to the kitchen. There was still hot water in the pot. He drank two sips of hot water and waited until his whole body was warm before going to the back of the house.

Zhen Yue quickly retracted her supernatural power upon hearing the voice, and turned around to see Qiao Chao, "You're back?"

Qiao Chao took out four taels of silver and handed it to her. Zhen Yue looked at the silver in his hand and asked, "The painting was sold for four taels?"

Qiao Chao: "Five taels."

Zhen Yue took the money and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work." It was much better than growing vegetables. She grew so many vegetables but couldn't sell them for that much money.

However, that night, Qiao Chaoren began to have a fever. It would be strange if he didn't have a fever after being out all day in such a cold weather and not wearing much.

Zhen Yue accidentally touched Qiao Chao when she was sleeping at night. She found that his body was too hot and felt something was wrong. When she touched him, she was shocked to find that his face was so hot and he had a fever.

He got up, lit the lamp, went out and knocked on Mrs. Qiao Chen's door, "Dad, Mr. Qiao has a fever. Please go find a doctor." Fever was no joke in ancient times.

Qiao Chenshi and Qiao Dashan were sleeping soundly, Xiao Achu was sleeping next to them, Xiaohua and Xiaocao were also sleeping well in the corner.

Qiao Dashan, who heard the sound, immediately came to open the door, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Yue: "Qiao Da has a fever!"

"It's broken!" Qiao Dashan immediately went to call Qiao Er, "Old Er, get up!"

The Qiao family was in a panic for a while. Qiao Da and Qiao Er went to find a doctor. Zhen Yue returned to the room and used cold water to cool down Qiao Da.

"Is there any wine at home?" Zhen Yue turned and asked Qiao Chenshi. She remembered that there seemed to be wine at home when they slaughtered the pig before.

Qiao Chen was stunned for a moment, "Yes, yes, I'll go find it right away."

After the wine was brought, Zhen Yue started to wipe Qiao Chao's body with the wine. When she was almost done, Qiao Dashan and Qiao Er also came back.

"Because it was too late, the doctor didn't come. He just prescribed medicine."

Zhen Yue: "Let's boil the medicine first."

Qiao Chen and Qiao Dashan went to boil the medicine immediately, while Qian, Qiao Er and Qiao San watched from the side to see if they needed any help.

At this time, the sound of little Achu crying was heard outside again, and Qian immediately said, "I'll go take care of little Achu, sister-in-law, you just look after big brother."

But little Achu was hungry, so Zhen Yue had to go and feed him while waiting for Qiao Chen to come back with the medicine and feed it to Qiao Chao. Everyone waited for another half an hour before the temperature on Qiao Chao's forehead finally went down.

Over there, little Ah Chu also slowly fell asleep after drinking. Qiao Chen took the child away, and Zhen Yue asked the others to go back and rest first, "You guys rest, I'll call you if there's anything else."

"it is good."

Zhen Yue lay back on the bed. After a while, Qiao Chao seemed to feel cold and hugged Zhen Yue tightly. His body was shaking slightly.

Zhen Yue immediately fixed the quilt, hugged him tightly, and rubbed his body with her hands to generate warmth. After a while, Qiao Chao finally calmed down.

Slowly, Zhen Yue couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

When Qiao Chao woke up the next day, he found himself hugging Zhen Yue tightly. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately let go of her and moved his body. Only then did he realize that he was very tired.