"Okay." Su Luo replied simply.
"Ah?" Mrs. Zhao looked at Su Luo in confusion.
"Just write thirty taels, with pen and paper." Su Luo was very straightforward.
The old lady Zhao glanced at Su Luo suspiciously. The girl agreed too simply, but she didn't believe it.
Su Luo: "If you don't agree..."
"Yes, why not?" Mrs. Zhao glared at Zhao Xiaowu: "Go to your eldest brother and get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
Just now, Zhao Xiaowu went to Zhao Ziyue to borrow a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but was slapped back by a slap.
Now with grandma's order, Zhao Xiaowu finally borrowed pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Su Luo took pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly wrote an IOU.
Su Luo's handwriting is incredibly beautiful, iron painted with silver hooks, strong and powerful, not like a girl's delicacy, but exuding a heroic atmosphere, full of vitality.
Mrs. Zhao didn't know how to write, but she felt that she was more than one grade better than her eldest grandson.
Mrs. Zhao couldn't understand it, so she let Zhao Ziyue read it.
Zhao Ziyue refused to come at first, but couldn't bear the old lady's invitation, and finally came.
When he saw Su Luo sitting against the mattress, his face turned red with just one glance.
Looking at Su Luo's words again, the young man's face was even more burning.
Good word!
This handwriting, let alone him, even his classmates are no better than this... Even the master is far inferior to her!
"Is this an IOU with thirty taels written on it?" Mrs. Zhao was most concerned about this.
"Oh." Zhao Ziyue nodded.
"That's good." Mrs. Zhao accepted the IOU with a smile.
However, Su Luo didn't stop. She took the pen and drew quickly on the paper. Soon, a picture of herbal medicine appeared on the paper.
When Mrs. Zhao saw that the situation was wrong, she immediately glared at Su Luo: "Hey, little girl, what are you doing graffiti? Do you think these pens, ink, paper and inkstones cost no money?! Stop me now!"
Su Luo glanced at Mrs. Zhao: "Forty taels are written on it."
Mrs. Zhao: "Huh?"
Su Luo: "Among them, there are 12 taels that bought your pen, ink, paper and inkstone. How about it? Isn't it too cheap?"
Mrs. Zhao: "..."
Zhao Ziyue bought this set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone with her own hands, but she only spent 5 taels of silver, and now this set of pen and ink that is almost gone can still be sold for 10 taels? !
Hahaha, what you earn, what you earn, this girl looks like a girl from a rich family, proud!
Mrs. Zhao was excited in her heart, ten thousand willing, but she still pretended to be very unhappy: "Hmph, for the sake of your promise to be so fast in front of you, well, just ten taels for ten taels."
As soon as Mrs. Zhao took Zhao Ziyue away, Mrs. Li said to Su Luo with a disapproving expression: "Miss Yun, you are getting too arrogant? How could you possibly earn so much in five days? Where's the silver tael? What will you do then?"
Not only Mrs. Li, but other people in the room were also anxious.
Su Luo smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, the mountain man has his own plan."
"What trick?" Zhao Erya said in unison.
Su Luo handed a booklet to Zhao Erya: "You go into the mountains every day, have you seen these herbs?"
Since this is an ordinary material world, the herbs must be the same, so what Su Luo draws are some common herbs in the Biluo Continent.
Su Luo's painting skills are good. Although he only has a few strokes, he vividly outlines the characteristics of herbs.