Chapter 11: The First Battle Ends in Defeat

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  The next morning, Wang Qifang, who had been busy in the room for half a night, yawned and walked out of the bedroom, returning to the room again. Last night, she guarded a pile of DIY materials and thought for half a day, finally deciding what to use as the opening move.

  "Alas, if it weren't for making money as soon as possible, I wouldn't want to take them out so quickly,"

  Wang Qifang carefully placed the fruits of her labor on the sofa and then went to the bathroom to freshen up. In fact, according to Wang Qifang's intention, she would have liked to live in this space, which was both safe and had a pleasant scent in the air, and she felt that resting here would be especially comfortable.

  Unfortunately, the furniture in the wooden house was complete, but there were no soft furnishings. The quilts and mattresses outside had been used by others, and Wang Qifang could barely tolerate them for a short time. In the long run, she couldn't bear it either. Rather than bringing these tattered quilts into her space to pollute the environment, she might as well make do with them outside for a few days. Once she sold her handicrafts and had some silver in hand, she would buy a large quantity of cotton, down feathers, and cloth, and personally tidy up the house in her space.

  So, in order to improve her living conditions, she must succeed once and for all, and it's best if she can save some money for the future when she leaves the Zhao family.

  With a hopeful heart, Wang Qifang spat out the clear water from her mouth, wiped away the water droplets at the corner of her mouth, neatly tied up her long hair in a ponytail, and changed into a loose-fitting cotton jacket and pants.

  This set of clothes was also rushed out by her last night, although the front body is not very popular, and the quality of the clothes in the bundle is uneven. However, Wang Qifang still found several pieces that looked old but were of good quality among a pile of semi-old clothes. Looking at the style and color of these clothes, they should have been worn by her before she got married.

  Alas, she's been married for many years to a prestigious family, yet her clothes are getting more and more tattered. This Wang Qifang is really both pitiful and infuriating.

  She pulled out a handmade rug from the warehouse and spread it under the porch of the wooden house, sat down cross-legged, and Wang Qifang began to do yoga with a concentrated and calm mind.

  If there were outsiders in the space, they would see such a scene: The gentle breeze was blowing, the fragrance of flowers was surging, under the orange-yellow sunlight, under an ancient and simple wooden house, a slender woman was stretching her limbs elegantly but laboriously, sometimes standing on one leg like a golden rooster, sometimes kneeling with closed eyes, sometimes bending down, and sometimes stretching out her legs...

  Wait, why bother?

  Wang Qifang withdrew her movements, took a deep breath and sighed. Alas, this body's foundation was too poor. Thinking back to her past, not to mention doing these basic movements, even doing some high-difficulty movements wasn't a problem, let alone having only done it for half an hour, this body was already somewhat unable to hold on.

  It's not that the physical condition is too bad, thinking about what happened to her in the past few days, Wang Qifang understands. After all, in the short five days, she was first framed by her concubine, then kicked out of the house by her husband, and possibly had a miscarriage, but did not receive good care, instead being abused by two coarse women.

  Thinking of this, Wang Qifang couldn't help but feel surprised. If it's said that way, the original body is actually not bad, after several twists and turns, it can still muster up energy to let her practice yoga?!

  Obviously, the newly appointed Wang Qifang forgot about the magical hot spring behind the small courtyard.

  Her body was severely overdrawn, and Wang Qifang didn't dare to continue practicing. In just a moment, the training clothes she had just changed into were soaked with sweat. She didn't dare to persist anymore. After sweating profusely, her body felt somewhat weak, so Wang Qifang simply took the spare clothes and went to the bathroom, using yesterday's method to draw a full bathtub of warm spring water, and comfortably soaked in it for a while.

  After washing up, Wang Qifang put on a slightly modified cheongsam dress and returned to the outer bedroom with her hair still damp - it was getting late, and Qiangniang should be bringing her breakfast.

  Sitting under a tree in the small courtyard, Wang Qifang gently wiped her wet hair while sizing up her temporary residence.

  Yesterday when I watched it, the sky was a bit late, and many details were not seen clearly. Now take a closer look, Wang Qifang really found a lot of things.

  Her gaze touched the west wall corner, and she was stunned for a moment. She saw familiar vegetables and fruits. Wang Qifang came up with a cotton towel and carefully touched the yellow flowers on the green branches. This is...

  "Hehe, this is the sacred fruit, it was brought by the overseas barbarians," Qiangniang said, carrying a food box, entering the door and seeing Xiangfang staring at a plant in a daze, remembering her "ignorance", she simply told her the answer, including the origin of the thing. "I heard that in the foreigner's place, this thing is an ornamental plaything in the garden. Later, after it was transmitted to our place, it encountered a knowledgeable person, who was also a Confucian merchant certified by the Confucian merchant association, and he said that this is not something for appreciation at all, but rather edible vegetables, and gave this fruit a good name, called 'sacred fruit'."

  Qian Niang put the food box on the stone table under the tree, and also walked to the base of the wall, squatting beside Qi Fang, "However, when did this place grow sacred fruit, and no one saw anyone sowing seeds?"

  "Hehe, maybe someone ate the fruit and casually threw the pit into the corner of the wall. The strong wind blew it in, burying it in the soil, so that's why it grew out!"

  Qian Niang didn't know how Xi Fang found out. She just listened to her muttering to herself and responded casually.

  "Alright, maybe, come on, little sister, let's have breakfast!"

  Upon hearing Wang Qifang's conjecture, Qiangniang also felt that it made some sense. This courtyard wasn't always completely empty; sometimes neighbors from nearby or guests from the city would stay here. It was possible for someone to have thrown away fruit pits in the corner of the wall.

  Besides, it's not a big deal, no need to make a fuss about it.

  "Feng Dashi, don't worry about breakfast for now. I have something here that I'd like to ask you to help me sell. Is it convenient for you?"

  After kneading for half a day, Wang Qifang's hands were stained with mud. She wiped her hands with the towel she used to wipe her hair, with a hint of prayer.

  "Oh? What's that?" Xiangniang asked subconsciously, and after speaking, she felt a bit inappropriate, so she hastily added: "Hehe, if you need to use silver, is there not enough, three or five taels, we can still take it out, why bother selling those treasures?!"

  Qian Niang was startled when she heard that Gui Fang wanted to sell something, and thought she was going to pawn her valuable jewelry, so she pretended to be calm and said.

  "Hehe, how can I be so presumptuous?" Wang Qifang was not her previous incarnation. With her keen sense of the world, she could tell at a glance what was genuine and what was hypocritical. She first softly asked Mrs. Feng to wait outside for a moment, while she herself ran back to the small room in the space and took out the first work she had created after crossing over.

  "It's not that I'm being polite to Aunt Feng, but I'm already causing trouble for her and her husband by living here. How can you still have the nerve to ask me for money?! Besides, I need to buy a lot of things, three or five taels of silver may not be enough! Look at this thing, how much is it worth?!"

  As she spoke, she handed a sunflower-shaped handkerchief package the size of a bowl to Qiangniang. The package was exquisitely made, with orange-yellow petals, almost invisible needlework, and several shiny brown crystal beads at the center of the flower, all of which were eye-catching.

  Qian Niang initially thought Wang Qifang was selling jewelry or some rare items, but unexpectedly it was a small and uniquely-shaped purse. Hmm, not bad, the stitching on this fabric bag is quite good, with novel cutting, even needlework, and what's serving as the flower center is actually transparent glass beads, huh, glass?

  Wang Qifang handed the package to Qian Niang and closely watched her eyes. When she saw her gaze gather on the tea-colored crystal beads, Wang Qifang revealed a satisfied smile - the biggest highlight of this bag is not its appearance or craftsmanship, but the rare crystal beads. Hehe, looking at Qian Niang's attentive expression, she knew it was a done deal!

  Unfortunately, Qiangniang looked at it for half a day, shook her head and said with a hint of regret: "This purse is quite unique, unfortunately it's not worth much!"