Dressed as the ultimate hungry evil woman, Shen Cuihua looked at the dilapidated courtyard with bare walls and clenched her fists: Volume! Must roll!
Washing pig waste and making stewed soup, she earned her first pot of gold from a pot of stewed meat; building canals and setting up workshops, she led the whole village from starvation to eating white flour; building a school to teach literacy, she enabled poor children to hold pens and calculate books.
Tiezhu has grown from a boring gourd to a capable workshop owner, Xiaoman has grown from a little girl who was wary of her to a female teacher who is responsible for her own affairs, and even Widow Liu at the head of the village has built a new tile-roofed house by growing spices.
When the imperial plaque was hung on the workshop wall, when Shenjiaao became a wealthy town, Shen Cuihua shook her cattail leaf fan and smiled: Volume? We are turning bitter days into sweet ones, so that everyone who is willing to work hard can live a good life!
Later, Xiaoman stood in front of the school with his children in his arms, and imitated her and said: Nai is right, hard work can make you rich, and learning can help you establish yourself - these days, we have to rush forward from generation to generation!
