"Ah, can it be done like that?" Zhang Qing was stunned. Was it such a coincidence that the piece of stone from the broken shovel could be made into an ornament?
Lian Hua nodded affirmatively, "When you have some free time, go and have a look then you'll know. Nanny praised that stone, saying it was some kind of exotic stone that outshines jade or something, and the ornament made from it is spiritual, grand, with its patterns naturally flowing. If you gaze at it long enough, it's like being in a fairyland, even better than deliberately searching for one. You're the one to thank for ninety-nine percent of it."
Of course, Nanny Qi praised her for her craftsmanship too. She deserves some credit, a small percent of it will do.
Zhang Qing showed a hint of joy. He actually began to feel that there were some benefits to plowing the land.
