Qiao Yishui

Qiao Qingyu found herself transported into a period novel, becoming He Xiu Yu's dreadful ex-wife.
She's the worst of them all—lazy, dumb, and wicked.
She serves as a foil whose sole purpose is to advance the plot, a tool for slapstick comedy, and a contrast to highlight the intelligence and kindness of the female lead.
Everyone is eagerly waiting for her to exit the stage.
Faced with dangers ahead and behind, Qiao Qingyu isn't bothered at all. After all, she possesses a seed laboratory.
The joy of having a golden finger is beyond your wildest imaginings!

I Got Rich in Period Fiction

"It's been about a month," Qiao Qingyu declared.


"How do we sell them after they've grown?"


"There's no rush, just call me when they're as tall as your palm."


He Juanjuan nodded doubtfully but agreed nonetheless.


Granny He squinted her eyes. Wasn't this girl the one who complained about dirt being dirty, about soil under her nails being disgusting?


Heh, looks like she'll have something to keep her occupied in the future.


Qiao Qingyu wasn't at all worried that He Juanjuan would be idle and reap benefits without working. With Granny He overseeing everything, one shouldn't underestimate her; the old lady was formidable indeed.


In the blink of an eye, He Xiuyu, along with Qiao Qingyu and Rongrong, boarded the train bound for Xichuan.


Chapter 353: In poverty on the bustling streets, no one inquires; wealthy in the mountains, distant relatives appear