Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let’s Farm - Chapter 1480

Chapter 1480: Chapter 1479: Writing a Novel_1 Chapter 1480: Chapter 1479: Writing a Novel_1 Bei Lingsu also received a red envelope with a thousand taels of silver, grinning from ear to ear, and kept saying “Congratulations and Prosperity.” For her New Year’s gift, she had prepared herbal sachets.

“They repel snakes, rats, insects, ants, and other pests. They are also effective against mosquitoes and flies in the summer. The box contains a year’s supply. You should change them monthly, they work very well.”

Skilled in the medical arts, this was the most appropriate gift she could give.

Qiao Xiaomai was very pleased with this practical gift. In this ancient setting, without modern high-rise buildings, none of these pests were in short supply–the herbal sachets were incredibly useful!

Holding the large box of herbal sachets, she returned to her room.

Tong Sanlang was still lying in bed, taking medicine and drinking Spiritual Spring water daily. He felt better, but was still unable to leave the bed and needed to rest.

Qiao Xiaomai placed the large box down, then also took out a red envelope from her pocket, containing only a banknote. After all, Tong Sanlang couldn’t spend money at the moment, so the red envelope was purely for show.

Touching the thin red envelope, Tong Sanlang had a complicated expression, “Is this all I get?”

He had overheard Qiao Xiaomai handing out red envelopes in the corridor just before.

“You can’t spend it anyway. If it weren’t for keeping up appearances, I wouldn’t even give you these hundred taels,” Qiao Xiaomai spoke quite bluntly. “By the way, have you decided which novel you’re going to write?”

Having turned down Yang Wenxiao’s newspaper writing job, he really had to write that novel.

“How about writing ‘The Saucy Princess’?” proposed Tong Sanlang.

Considering the last book, “Skyfall Love Chronicles,” the common folk seemed to enjoy a bit of melodrama. “The Saucy Princess” was about a princess who had fallen into commoner life and then returned to the palace. It included palace intrigue, everyday life in the city, and told a love story with elements of friendship, comedy, and action. It should be well-received by the populace if written.

He had already decided on using Bei Lingsu and Yang Ye as the prototypes for the story.

Bei Lingsu, originally a princess with the empress as her mother, was framed and swapped out of the palace. She was saved by an old doctor, and thus the princess grew up learning medicine, developed a strong sense of justice, and as an adult met a prince who had left the palace in disguise. Then, their story of acquaintance, recognition, and love unfolded.

The novel would incorporate medical knowledge and legal clauses, and he and Qiao Xiaomai would make a friendly cameo as well.

Qiao Xiaomai had told him about the Four Great Classical Novels, and after some thought, he felt that it was better to write such relaxed and improvised novels.

The last book, “Skyfall Love Chronicles,” had been about the story of Yang Wenxiao and Liuli. Now, it was time for his and Qiao Xiaomai’s story.

After hearing his ideas, Qiao Xiaomai nodded, “That’ll do. Start writing when you feel a bit better.”

Once the New Year celebrations finished and they returned to the manor, she would take care of the Charity Hall affairs, and Tong Sanlang would focus solely on writing.

Tong Sanlang acknowledged and changed the subject, “I’d like to go tomorrow too.”

“Out of the question, you’re not strong enough,” Qiao Xiaomai refused flatly, “If you really want to know what happens, I’ll have someone live broadcast it for you.”

“And what’s the attitude of Granddad Liu?”

“He and Grandpa will meet at Jiwei Residence today. No matter his attitude, the news has already been spread; he can only go along with the show.”

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang smiled wryly, “I feel like we’ve become actors.”

Even family affairs had become a way to make money…

When would he and Qiao Xiaomai be able to return to their peaceful life in the manor?

Qiao Xiaomai gave him a sidelong glance and said coldly, “What does reputation matter? Can you eat it?”

As long as the wealthy wanted to see it, she was willing to perform every day.

A single drop of Divine Liquid was far from enough, she wouldn’t feel at ease until she had accumulated seven or eight drops. She needed silver for that!