Three hundred taels of silver.
Three hundred acres of farmland.
This was all that Qiao Xiaomai was worth.
Two hundred taels of which she had just recently obtained.
Bai Zhi had heard that Yang Ye had detoured to Bailu Town on his return to the capital, so out of desperation, she also went to Bailu Town.
She had intended to let Yang Ye taste her newly-learned dishes, but to her surprise, Yang Ye brought up a woman called Qiao Xiaomai.
Xiaomai?
What kind of strange name was that?
Wasn't it too countrified?
As she had guessed, it was the name of a village girl, who also had a brother named Dami.
Considering this, one could infer how impoverished her family must be.
However, now this village girl, who seemed to have come out of nowhere, suddenly appeared in Yang Ye's conversation, and was even complimented with one word: exquisite.
What did exquisite mean?
Exquisite: beautiful and good, clever, magical, youthful and young.
Such beautiful words!
