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

Yan Biao returned the basket and said, "No, no, I'll dig the well and you just pay me."

Qiao Dashan: "Take it. My vegetables are very fresh. I'll give them to you to try."

Unable to refuse, Yan Biao had to accept it, "If the weather is good in the near future, we can dig a well."

Qiao Chao: "Uncle Biao, don't be in a hurry. Take a look first."

"it is good."

After Qiao Chao and Qiao Dashan left, Granny Yan looked through the basket and said, "Oh, these vegetables are so juicy, and the radishes are really big. I wonder how Dashan grows them. It's not easy to grow fresh vegetables in the winter. Old Yan, you have to help Dashan dig a well."

Yan Biao: "What are you saying? I have never dug a well without doing it properly."

"I know, I know. The Dashan family probably really made money. I used to sympathize with them, thinking that they owed others a lot of money. Now that I think about it, I should sympathize with my own family." Mrs. Yan sighed.

Yan Biao: "We are a good family, there is no need to sympathize with us."

Granny Yan rolled her eyes and said, "Other people in Dashan already have grandchildren, but what about my family? I don't even have a daughter-in-law."

While getting ready, Yan Su hid back in his room to avoid his mother nagging him about getting married.

In the afternoon, Yan Biao took Yan Su to Qiao's house. Zhen Yue pointed out a place in the yard for them and said, "Uncle Biao, can you see if you can dig a well here? If you can, then dig here."

Zhen Yue was referring to the place outside the kitchen door, which was right next to the clothes drying area, where she could wash clothes and other things in the future.

Yan Biao took a shovel and dug a bit. Because of the cold weather, the soil was frozen and it was a bit difficult to dig. After digging a small hole, Yan Biao touched the soil and nodded, "It should be possible to dig, but it may be a little deeper."

Zhen Yue: "That's okay."

Yan Biao: "Okay, let me go back and prepare. If the weather is good, I will bring people over."

"Okay." Qiao Chao took out a tael of silver from his pocket, "This is the deposit."

Yan Biao took the money and put it away, "Okay, I'll go back first."

"Ah."

As the two of them left Qiao's house, Yan Su said, "Dad, Uncle Dashan's family has changed a lot. There is not only a donkey in the yard, but also a stone mill. The roof of the house is tiled, which is different. Oh, they also built a bathing room, and the roof of the room is also tiled. Everyone says that Uncle Dashan's family has made money, and I think it's true."

Yan Biao immediately told him not to talk nonsense, "Speak softly, your uncle Dashan's family can make money because of their ability, don't tell other people casually." Doesn't he know what the people in the village will do when they see others making money?

Yan Su immediately whispered, "I know, Dad. I'll talk to you and Mom."

Yan Biao glanced at him and said, "I think Qiao has changed a lot in recent days. You can communicate with him more in the future."

Qiao Da looked a lot more confident, with clear eyes and a generous and cheerful look. Compared to the timid and dull Qiao Da in the past, the current Qiao Da seemed like a different person. However, he thought that maybe it was because his family had become rich that he had changed.

Money can really change a person. Except for Qiao Da, the other members of the Qiao family also seem to have changed a lot. The clothes they wear, and the three little girls all seem to have grown up a lot, and they are clean and tidy. The children of other families are all snotty and dirty, but the Qiao family is different.

Two days later, the snow had almost melted, and Qiao Chao went out with the paintings. "I'll get you anything you need." Qiao Chao asked Zhen Yue before leaving.

Zhen Yue: "Go see if there are any fruit tree seeds sold at the seed shop. Buy some and we can plant one in the yard."

Qiao Chao: "What type do you want?"

Zhen Yue thought for a moment and said, "A peach tree, a jujube tree, or something like that will do."

Qiao Chao: “Okay.”

Qiao Chao went out alone. After walking for a long time, he came to the bookstore in the county town again. The boss was immediately surprised when he saw him, because the painting was sold for more than ten taels of silver last time.

"Did Master Chihua bring any new masterpieces?"

Qiao Chao: "It happened to be winter, so I painted a picture of a snowy scene." Qiao Chao took out the painting. The painting showed a desolate mountain scene covered in snow. The village at the foot of the mountain was covered in snow, and there were people shoveling snow in the yard.

In the lower right corner of the painting is Chihua’s seal.

"Oh, this painting is so beautiful. The mountains and the snow are so delicately carved. But it would be even better if you could write a good poem on it. It's also very good. Eight taels of silver, what do you think?" The shopkeeper named a price.

Qiao Chao's eyes flickered, "Can I get more money if I write a poem?"

The shopkeeper nodded and then shook his head. "I want a poem that matches the painting, and it must be a good poem. If you can, I'll give you ten taels."

Qiao Chao: "I'll go back and ask. I'll come back tomorrow. I'll take the painting back first."

"Row."

After Qiao Chao left, he first went to the seed shop and bought the seeds that Zhen Yue mentioned. He bought both peach and jujube tree seeds.

After returning home and handing the seeds to Zhen Yue, he put the painting aside again, considered for a while, and then started to paint.

Zhen Yue was holding the seeds and using her supernatural powers to grow them, so she didn't go to see what Qiao Chao was writing.

After a while, Zhen Yue prepared the seeds and Qiao Chao finished writing the poem. He waited until the ink dried before putting it away. "The painting didn't sell today. I'll go again tomorrow."

Zhen Yue: "Is there something wrong?"

Qiao Chao shook his head, "No, I just need to adjust it."

Zhen Yue: "Well, it's OK as long as you can handle it yourself." Zhen Yue said as she walked out of the room, went to the corner to get a shovel and started planting peach trees and jujube trees. She would transplant them when they sprouted.

The next day, Qiao Chao took the painting to the bookstore again. The owner opened the painting and saw a poem written on the side, "Cangshan Mountain is covered with coldness, and the snow falls on the mountain village. Farmers do not appreciate the snow, but still remember the spring of next year. "Cangshan Snow Scene"

The boss read it several times, then looked at Qiao Chao, "Great! Your son must be a good man who cares about the world." Farmers don't know how to appreciate the snow, they only think about sowing next spring.

Qiao Chao could only respond, "Yeah."

"This calligraphy is also very good, the characters are written very well! Fifteen taels! How about it?" The shopkeeper looked at Qiao Chao.

Qiao Chao hesitated for a moment, "Eighteen taels." He had learned to bargain.

"Deal!" The shopkeeper put the painting away and went to get the silver. "Remember to bring me good paintings sooner. Oh, and it would be best if I could write a poem about them."

Qiao Chao took the money and said, "Yes. Thank you, shopkeeper."

"No thanks, no thanks. Take care." After sending Qiao Chao away, the shopkeeper looked at the painting again and recited the poem several times, nodding his head. "Not bad, not bad!"

Eighteen taels, he couldn't earn that much from selling vegetables for a month. Qiao Chao bought two large bones, a fish, a box of cakes and some snacks, and went into the silver jewelry shop when he passed by.

It was already afternoon when she returned home. Zhen Yue had been using her supernatural powers to grow seeds in the house. This way, she wouldn't have to go to the fields all day to supply supernatural powers to the crops she grew. This was a benefit of her supernatural powers recovering more.