Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Jiang Miaomiao stretched out her little hand.

It was making incoherent noises.

His eyes were fixed on the wall.

Lu Qingyao followed her daughter's gaze and saw a painting of green bamboo on the wall.

He was secretly delighted.

Why didn't she think of that?

The little guy is truly her lucky star; she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Turning to Liu Yuniang, he said, "Sister-in-law, I have a solution. We can pay back the money by selling these paintings."

Liu Yuniang was skeptical. "Really? Sister-in-law, don't lie to me."

These paintings and calligraphy works don't look new; some of the colors have even faded.

Can it really be sold for money?

"Of course it's true. Go find Aunt Zhang and reject that marriage proposal. Come to our house tonight to collect the money," Lu Qingyao instructed her, adding that this matter should be done as soon as possible.

In terms of technique, Jiang Yunze's earlier paintings were not as good as his later ones.

The writing brush, ink, and paper used were all very ordinary Xuan paper.

But none of that matters.

The important thing is that they were all written by Jiang Yunze.

I wonder if his calligraphy and paintings are worth anything in this rural area.

"Mother, I copied twenty books, which should be enough to exchange for one or two taels of silver. You can take them and exchange them for money to give to Auntie." Jiang Ziyan and his brother brought out the books.

Lu Qingyao didn't say that the money was too little and far from enough to repay the debt.

The child meant well, let's exchange it first.

Open the calendar.

There are still two days until the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Good for travel and attracting wealth...

Let's send the book over first and try our luck; maybe we can meet Mr. Cui.

After seeing off Liu Yuniang and her daughter, they departed.

Lu Qingyao's family prepared to go out, as they had almost finished eating rice and noodles after hosting a feast for the villagers.

They even slaughtered the old hen that laid the eggs.

I need to buy a few more.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't sleep well last night.

Right now, she's fast asleep in her older brother's arms.

Her little mouth was half-open, and drool was flowing out.

My stomach is growling again; babies get hungry quickly.

As soon as I opened my eyes.

Then she saw the old man from last time smiling at her.

Jiang Miaomiao responded with a smile.

"Madam, your daughter is so clever," Manager Sun praised.

"Manager Sun, you flatter me. What can you possibly know about a two-month-old baby?"

Lu Qingyao smiled modestly, pondering how to bring up the matter of selling the paintings.

After all, I had just told him last time that I didn't know Jiang Yunze.

Now he's back to selling his calligraphy and paintings.

Wouldn't that be impossible to justify?

Manager Sun accepted the book copied by Jiang Ziyan and settled the accounts with him.

"Madam, here is 1,200 coins, please accept them."

"Thank you!" Lu Qingyao took the copper coins and handed them to her youngest son, "Yan'er, keep your own money."

Manager Sun was not surprised at all.

After all, the child is already earning money, so it's understandable that he would save it for himself.

Seeing that Lu Qingyao seemed to have something to say, Manager Sun assumed that she wanted to ask Old Master Cui.

"Madam, Mr. Cui was supposed to come on the fifth day, but it seems he won't be able to make it now..."

"Why?" Lu Qingyao and Jiang Ziyan asked at the same time.

"It's quite unfortunate that the end of the year is approaching. Young Master Cui has sent people to pick up the two elders of the Cui family to return to the capital for the New Year. They will set off tomorrow, so it seems that the apprenticeship ceremony will not be able to take place!"

Manager Sun was also very disappointed.

This young master has such talent; if he could become Mr. Cui's apprentice...

Their future is bound to be bright.

"I wonder if Mr. Cui will return after the New Year?" This was what Lu Qingyao was most concerned about right now.

She traveled a long way to Qingshi Town.

The most important reason is that they came because of Mr. Cui.

"It's hard to say. Mr. Cui's children are all in Beijing. I heard that his second daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson, so he's rushing back to see him."

Seeing the mother and her children's disappointed expressions, Manager Sun quickly comforted them, "Madam, don't be discouraged. Even if Mr. Cui doesn't return to Qing Shi Town, you can still go to the capital to find him..."

"I once mentioned to the old gentleman that he would like to meet the young master..."

"Thank you very much, Manager Sun!"

Jiang Ziyan glanced at his mother.

Returning to Beijing is impossible.

The capital city can no longer accommodate them.

Lu Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then took out Jiang Yunze's calligraphy and paintings. "Manager Sun, could you please help me take a look and tell me how much these calligraphy and paintings are worth?"

She searched the entire house and found only two calligraphy scrolls and a painting of green bamboo.

When Manager Sun opened the calligraphy and paintings, he frowned slightly. "Does Madam really intend to sell these calligraphy and paintings?"

"Sell it!" Lu Qingyao didn't care how much she could get for it.

As long as it solves the immediate problem, that's fine.

She was simply curious why Manager Sun didn't ask her about the origin of the calligraphy and paintings.

Manager Sun had a vague suspicion.

He inquired with the servants from the capital and learned that General Lu Huai'an and his family had been convicted and exiled.

Now only one married woman remains.

The man that the eldest daughter of the Lu family married was Jiang Yunze, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Presumably, the woman before me is the fallen Lady Jiang.

"Madam, to be frank, although Lord Jiang's calligraphy and paintings are very popular among young scholars, these few pieces have become somewhat damp due to improper storage, which has reduced their value..."

"Manager Sun, please name your price."

Lu Qingyao didn't actually know how much Jiang Yunze's calligraphy and paintings were worth.

My expectations aren't high; ten or twenty taels would be fine.

"One hundred taels." Manager Sun rolled up the scroll. "Madam, this is the only amount I can offer. Would you like to sell it?"

"Sell, of course I'll sell!" This was somewhat unexpected for Lu Qingyao.

I never expected that Jiang Yunze's paintings would be so valuable in this remote and impoverished place.

If it were before, she wouldn't have thought much of it.

It can be placed in Qingshi Town.

An ordinary family's daily income is less than 100 coins, which is quite a contrast.

One hundred taels of silver is an astronomical price.

"Shopkeeper, could you please exchange it all for loose silver?"

"Of course." Manager Sun saw the joy on the family's faces.

Somewhat puzzled.

How did the wife of a high-ranking official fall into such a state of disgrace?

It was the first time Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Ziyan had realized that their father's calligraphy and paintings were so valuable.

They all regretted not secretly taking some out.

But what made her even happier was that Qiao'er didn't have to marry Liu the Fool.

Jiang Miaomiao played with the little rag doll in her hand.

His eyes darted around.

Disagree.

She did the math.

My scumbag father's calligraphy and paintings only cost a little over thirty taels each.

If the new work were placed in the capital, it would probably only fetch around a hundred taels of silver.

Not expensive... not expensive at all...

She had read the research.

In the ancient art collecting world, an ordinary piece of calligraphy or painting would typically fetch anywhere from tens to hundreds of taels of silver.

As for famous paintings and calligraphy, they would cost at least a thousand taels of silver.

The father's skill level is probably above average.

They accepted the money.

It seems that her mother and brothers have forgotten the regret of not being able to find a master.

Go on a shopping spree...

The eldest and second eldest brothers each received two taels of silver.

The eldest brother went to the blacksmith shop and had a sword made.

My second brother bought a new book.

My mother spent three taels of silver to buy one shi of coarse grains and two shi of fine grains.

I'm going to fill the newly dug cellar at home.

They spent another three hundred coins to buy six hens.

Before leaving, I bought some yam cakes from a pastry shop.

Jiang Miaomiao stared intently at her mother.

Mother...where's mine? Where's mine?

You can't refuse to buy it for me just because I don't have teeth yet.

Lu Qingyao pinched her little cheek and smiled gently, "Miaomiao is still young, Mother will save it for you..."

Jiang Miaomiao pouted, clearly unhappy...