I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

After receiving the money from Bai Zhou, the old woman simply put it into the box beside her, then bent down, picked up an apple, and stuffed it into Bai Zhou's hand.

"How can I do this, Grandma... Oh, thank you so much."

After thanking the old lady for her kindness, Bai continued on his way.

Before him, the text on the semi-transparent screen, visible only to him, was changing rapidly.

[Task Completed: Support Granny Huang's Fruit Business (Daily): Purchase any fruit with a purchasing power exceeding ten Yan Kingdom currencies.]

Task completion rate: Good (Grandma Huang's favorability towards you has increased because of your actions).

Task Reward: Your transaction of 16 Yan Kingdom currencies has been detected. You are now receiving a refund of 116 Yan Kingdom currencies.

Returning the offerings on the eleventh day, in return

"Uncle, let me help you push the cart!"

"Thank you for your hard work, little one. Here, I have some money here. Take it and buy some candy."

"Sir, you left your package behind!"

"Hey! Thank you so much, young man. Here, this twenty yuan is for you. Remember, good deeds are rewarded."

"Good rouge suits a good beauty. Pretty lady, your rouge has arrived. Thank you for your patronage. The shipping fee is one yuan, hehe."

"Okay, okay, you little one, you have such a sweet tongue. Here, let me give you a few more pieces."

As I walked to the post station, I lost count of how many times I had kindly helped others during the day.

After each event ends, Bai Zhou can earn a lot of currency as a reward by completing the task.

But this was just him doing good deeds, not what he and the artist meant by "making money".

When he said "making money," he meant...

"Pretty sister, I've come to pick up a letter. The recipient is Xi."

Leaning on the counter at the entrance of the inn, Bai Zhou, with a憨憨 (simple and honest) smile, spoke to the little girl, Walper.

"Little brother, please wait a moment."

In just a few moments, an envelope was handed over.

"Thank you for your trouble, sister."

He took the envelope and left with a smile.

After taking out the two large silver notes from the letter and throwing the envelope into the trash can, Bai Zhou planned to go back and check if the painter had rested well.

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"Sir, I'm back."

When Bai Zhou stepped into the house with the apple, he saw the painter sitting at the table, painting and sketching.

"Sir, I've bought some fresh apples. I'll go wash them for you to eat right away."

"apple?"

The painter put down his brush, turned his head, and saw the bag of apples that Bai Zhou had brought back.

Looks like the kid made some money.

However, she still prefers the sweet and sour taste of apricots to apples.

"Sir, please have an apple first."

During the day, Bai Zhou placed a plate of apples on the table and took out the best-quality one to present to the painter.

"Um……"

The artist took the apple, took a small bite, and his mouth was filled with juice; the flesh was sweet and the juice was delicious.

"Sir, I went to the farmers' market in town and saw that a young and strong cloven-hoofed beast only costs 1,500 coins. It's a great deal."

The little devil spoke excitedly, his enthusiasm impossible to hide.

but……

Although the painter is not in charge of the household, he still knows the cost of firewood and rice.

Fifteen hundred coins, that's no small sum, kid...

Oh.

The artist remembered.

The little devil also went to the post station.

It seems he had his family send him some "living expenses".

Those families who can afford to hire a calligrapher are not ordinary people.

"Sir, sir, shall we go take a look tomorrow?"

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

The artist put down the half-eaten apple and looked at the daylight.

"Go and look at the clothes, sir."

He said it was only natural during the day.

clothing?

The painter looked down at his clean blue robe.

She doesn't really need other types of clothes.

"I've already asked the manager of Langyige, and they say many new clothes have arrived. Sir, why don't you go take a look?"

"(￣～￣) Chew!"

The artist took a bite of the apple and nodded slightly.

Have you seen the ink here?

“I have seen it, sir. The quality of the Huizhou ink here is very good, but I feel that it is not as good as the ink you use.”

During the day, he took out a brand-new inkstick and handed it to the painter.

"Hmm... it's a pretty good ink."

Although it's not as good as I expected, it's enough for practicing calligraphy.

Seeing the painter pick up his brush again, Bai Zhou glanced at the clock and, still worried, gave him some instructions:

"Sir, please be mindful of the time you spend painting."

"understood."

The artist tapped Bai Zhou's forehead with slight annoyance, then straightened his mind and began to depict the scenes he had conceived on paper one by one.

[You have observed a master painter at work, and your understanding of the art of painting has deepened. Your painting skill +0.1]

The changed characters reappeared before his eyes in the daytime, along with a kind of inexplicable impulse.

He can see the wonders depicted in the painter's work.

For example, the artist is currently drawing this painting, "A Panoramic View of Waterfalls in Various Realms".

When Baiyue's gaze shifted from the painter to the painting, the waterfall in the painting seemed to appear right before his eyes.

The water splashes realistically, the coolness is real, and even the feeling of water hitting your skin is real.

But these strange sights were like watching a movie with 3D glasses to him; they were as strange as they seemed, but he could break free and return to reality whenever he wanted.

"Mr. Xi... is really amazing."

During the day, he enjoyed watching the artist paint, while the words kept repeating themselves.

One person paints, another admires the painting; half a day passes by in a flash.

"..."

Before I knew it, I'd spent another afternoon drawing.

"Ah, it's so late! Sir, I'll go prepare dinner for you."

Before the artist could speak, daylight had already rushed away.

The artist put down his brush, his eyes sweeping over the half-eaten apple on the table.

"It's no longer crisp."

But let's eat it all anyway. Money isn't something that little devils can get so easily.

"Sir, you ate so much spicy food at lunch, so please eat something lighter for dinner."

During the day, the artist peeked out from behind the door and asked. The artist silently put down the apple in his hand and replied:

"random."

Although the meal was supposed to be light, when Bai Zhou brought back dinner, the artist couldn't believe that a plate of river crabs was light food.

"Sir, the river crabs are much smaller at this time of year, not as plump as they were in autumn."

As the plate in front of him kept churning with crab roe and meat, the artist gently stirred the porridge in his bowl without saying a word.

Listening to the little devil's rambling, she actually wanted to say, "Just tell me what you want to eat next time." But then she thought, would it really be okay for the little devil to eat what she drew?

Or... it would be better to eat some real food.

Moreover, he's about to leave, so there's no need for him to...

"Sir, please try it! The crab roe is surprisingly delicious!"

The shouts during the day brought the painter back to his senses.

The small dish in front of me was now piled high with tender white crab meat and crab roe.

There was a pile of crab shells next to the little devil's hand, but there was only a pitiful amount of crab meat in his bowl, and not a trace of crab roe.

The artist picked up a little crab roe and ate it with the porridge.

It has a slightly salty taste and is indeed as fresh, smooth and tender as described during the day.