"When I was a child, my husband taught me, but I didn't paint all these years, and my skills were rusty!" said July. Fastest updates

Han Han was young when he left the capital, although he didn't remember much about the things in the capital, but over the years, he had heard his mother and others say that his grandfather was originally a general, and his mother used to be a noblewoman, so he didn't doubt it after hearing Qiyue say so.

"I'll draw a few more pictures tomorrow, let's take this painting to the city and sell it, and then buy you two new clothes, and our days will get better and better!" said with a smile.

For the first time in July, Han Han fully showed what teaching knowledge is power, Han Han usually collects firewood, and a bundle of firewood is sold for two cents in the county seat, and this painting in July was sold for a hundred taels of silver, even so July also has a feeling of losing money, the shopkeeper asked July who this July Sanren is, saying that if there is his painting, even if he sells it here, he guarantees to give July a good price.

July sold a total of three paintings, so July got a silver ticket of three hundred taels, and now that he had money, July rented a house in the county town, bought some daily necessities, and then moved from the broken wooden house to live.

The people on the Zhuangzi had long since cared about the life or death of the two of July, so the two of them left there without knowing about it.

For the first time, Han Han lay down in a warm and comfortable bed, and only felt like he was in a dream.

He had meat to eat, and a quilt to cover, the house no longer leaked, there were no rats or the occasional snakes that came in, and all kinds of insects no longer crawled out of the bed, he had never dreamed of such a good thing.

If it's really a dream, then don't let him wake up! He really doesn't want to live the precarious days anymore, people who have never been hungry never know that kind of pain, once he and his mother had no food for three days, and they could only rely on drinking cold water to relieve their fullness, but the cold water didn't work at all, he drank and vomited, but the spit was still water.

It was Hanhan's happiest night, he barely slept for half the night, he was afraid that when he fell asleep and opened his eyes, he would find that these beautiful things were all dreams, and how lost he should be at that time.

Han Han didn't remember how he fell asleep, he woke up in a trance, he didn't realize where he was for a while, the soft quilt, the beautiful carved bed, all made him feel unreal.

"Get up, I'll take you to buy some cloth and make some new clothes in a moment. July saw that Han Han woke up, so he stepped forward and said.

Breakfast was rice porridge and steamed buns, as well as a few small pickles, and with the cover of selling paintings, July was finally able to take out the things in the space without arousing Hanhan's suspicions.

Even if it was such a simple meal, Han Han still devoured it, he hadn't eaten such a good breakfast since he could remember.

After eating, July took Han Han to the cloth shop in the city, this cloth shop Han Han and Kong Zhuyun always came, but they didn't come to buy cloth, every time they came to sell embroidery.

The owner of the shop is a lady with the surname Zhang, so everyone calls her Mrs. Zhang. If it weren't for July leading the cold in July, it would be impossible for Zhang Po to associate the beautiful girl in front of her with the Confucian lady who usually comes to sell embroidery.

Zhang Po didn't know the details of Kong Zhuyun, and the people in Zhuangzi only said that Kong Zhuyun was a concubine who had fallen out of favor, and the main family didn't want it, so she drove it out. And such things are also common, concubines are just a thing, and if you don't like it, you will throw it out and sell it alive, which is a normal thing in this era.

Zhang Po's jaw fell off after hearing that it was the Confucius Lady in July, and then asked, "You are really Confucius Niangzi!" I haven't seen you for a while, how did you become so good-looking, is this eating the queen mother's peach, or drinking the Guanyin Bodhisattva's poplar branch nectar!"

"It's just that I've been sick before, and I'm inevitably a little haggard, but I've been sick recently, so it's different!" July just explained simply.

Zhang Po didn't believe it in her heart, but if you think about it, it is reasonable, the original Confucian lady's eyebrows are delicate, but she usually always has a sallow face, her lips are not bloody, and she is skinny, so she looks mediocre.

"Mrs. Kong, are you here to sell embroidery? You haven't been here for a while, and many customers still like the purse you make!" Zhang Po said with a smile.

July has become beautiful, and Zhang Po's attitude towards July is completely different from the previous treatment of Kong Zhuyun, in fact, this is also human nature, and everyone will subconsciously be much different when treating good-looking people.

"No, this time I'm going to pull some cloth back and make some clothes. July said.

Zhang Po didn't expect to buy cloth in July, you must know that she still knows Kong Zhuyun's family background well, she usually can't eat, where will she have spare money to sell cloth to make clothes.

"Uh、、、、 Mrs. Kong, you also know the rules of my store, don't take credit!" Zhang Po said euphemistically.

"My mother can paint, and now that she has money, we paid for it!" Han Han said proudly.

July frowned slightly, it was really inappropriate to show his wealth like this, but after thinking about it, July still didn't stop Han Han, the child has been poor for a long time, and Cha Fu will naturally swell, just like after Han Han was taken back to the Mo family when Kong Zhuyun was alive, now that Han Han is stopped, he will be obedient, but he will not have a long memory, so it is better to let him suffer a long memory.

"Painting?" Zhang Po was stunned.

"That's right, my mother can paint well, a painting can be sold for a hundred taels of silver, so my family has money, not on credit!" Han Han said with his chest puffed.

"Oh, I really didn't expect Mrs. Kong to be able to paint, it's really amazing!" Zhang Po was shocked and praised again and again.

Knowing that July was rich, the woman Zhang naturally stopped talking nonsense, so she introduced the cloth in the store to July, and July picked a few pieces of cloth and paid for it, and then left with Hanhan.

After July left, Zhang Po was still sighing again and again, and when July left, she happened to take a photo with a person at the door of the cloth shop, and the person was also stunned after seeing July.

"Mrs. Zhang, whose girl went out just now, is she so good-looking?" The man hurriedly entered the cloth shop after coming back to his senses and asked Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang Po smiled a little disdainfully when she saw the person coming, and then said, "I said Cheng Erzi, don't beat other people's ideas, just your dilapidated home, thinking about other people's Confucian Niangzi, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

"Lady Kong, is she already married?" Cheng Erzi was not angry at Mrs. Zhang's ridicule, but asked with some disappointment.

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