I went through ancient times with my bestie, and I had three babies.

An Wanwan looked at Sanbao with a stern face and said, "Who made me angry? Sanbao, you are so capable. You sold a fish worth more than 100 taels for 300 taels."

Sanbao didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Businessmen must make a profit. The cost is just over 100 taels of silver. What's wrong with me selling it for 300 taels of silver? I didn't force them to buy it. They just couldn't stand the smell and said they wanted to buy it."

This kid.

An Wanwan pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and said, "You are right. How much salary do officials in the court get a month? How can they afford such a price? Don't do such things again in the future!"

"Oh."

Sanbao was just about to leave.

An Wanwan stopped him and said, "What do you think of your second brother's painting?"

Why do you ask this?

Could it be that my second brother is selling his ugly paintings to others to make money?

Isn't this even more deceiving than him?

San Bao said, "Mom, my second brother never showed me his paintings. I don't know if they are good or not. I still have to practice martial arts. I'll go back first."

Finished.

He just ran, and ran quite fast.

The Three Treasures all live in one temple.

Sanbao ran through the gate and soon saw Erbao painting by the pond. He walked over and asked, "Second brother, how much do you sell your paintings for?"

"What money? Where did I sell it..."

Erbao looked confused.

Sanbao was stunned. Could it be that he had misunderstood?

Erbao had finished his painting. He raised his hand and handed it to Sanbao and asked, "Third brother, is the peacock that Second Brother drew good looking?"

Peacock?

San Bao pointed at the painting and said speechlessly: "Second brother, you don't look like a peacock at all. Your head doesn't look like a head, your body doesn't look like a body, and your tail doesn't look like a tail..."

"It's not like that at all!"

Erbao was not convinced.

Sanbao asked someone to bring new writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and he started to paint the peacock with its tail spread across the street in front of Erbao.

Sanbao likes shiny things, money, and delicious food, but he is more talented than Erbao in painting. In less than two quarters of an hour, a simple peacock picture appeared on the paper.

“See? This is a peacock.”

"Not as pretty as mine!"

Erbao called the eunuchs and palace maids to vote.

Everyone stood on the side of Sanbao.

Erbao stamped his feet and said, "Humph, you must have been bribed by him. I'm going to find the Queen Mother..."

At this time, An Wanwan was sitting in the pavilion with An Miaomiao, eating and chatting.

An Miaomiao did not have any morning sickness during her pregnancy and could eat anything. Even though it was not even the first month of pregnancy, her face was already visibly round.

She also knew that she should eat less but she just couldn't help it.

"Mother..."

Erbao shouted as soon as he entered the hall. He found An Wanwan sitting in the pavilion, and An Miaomiao was also there. He greeted them when they came over: "Auntie, when did you come?"

"Just arrived a while ago."

An Miaomiao noticed that Erbao was holding a painting, and took it out of curiosity: "What kind of grass is this painting of?"

Erbao: “!”

He clearly painted a peacock.

An Miaomiao looked at it for a while and asked, "Could it be that the painting is of a flower? What kind of flower is so big?"

“I don’t paint anymore…”

Erbao ran away crying.

An Miaomiao was confused.

An Wanwan took a closer look and said, "He should be painting the peacock in their yard."

"what……"

An Miaomiao looked at it again, but still didn't think it looked like a peacock.

An Wanwan told An Miaomiao about Erbao's masterpiece.

After listening.

An Miaomiao laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "This child didn't inherit your talent for painting at all. Did he inherit Li Fengyu's talent?"