It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

After returning home from Doctor Zheng's house, Song Zhi was not idle either. She hurriedly prepared to boil malt sugar.

This process is also quite laborious. After boiling a pot of malt sugar, it is time to go find Doctor Zheng to identify the herbs.

Today is my granddaughter's first time becoming a disciple, and I don't want her to miss out on important matters.

When Mrs. Wu saw that the malt sugar was ready, she urged her granddaughter to go to Zheng's house quickly and leave the tasks of making apricot jam and sweet fruit peel at home to them.

Song Zhi didn't dare to neglect it either.

She first went back to her room to get the payment from her grandmother, and then told her that she would talk to the clan leader in the afternoon and ask the villagers to help sell the apricot jam, and then hurried to Doctor Zheng's house.

There was no difference from the past. Doctor Zheng, as usual, first carefully examined the habits of the herbs that Song Zhi had identified a few days ago.

Seeing that Song Zhi had memorized all the knowledge firmly, he nodded with satisfaction and then started today's new teaching content.

After Doctor Zheng finished patiently and meticulously teaching the new knowledge about herbs, he turned to look at Song Zhi and said slowly:

"In about ten days, you'll be able to identify almost all the herbs recorded in medical books. By then, I'll teach you how to prepare them."

"Besides the acupuncture and moxibustion technique I taught you today, I'm also memorizing the Treatise on Febrile Diseases. Once you've finished identifying the herbs, I'll pass on this medical skill to you."

"The various prescriptions and methods of syndrome differentiation and treatment contained in this book are extremely valuable experiences. You need to calm down and carefully comprehend and appreciate the essence of them."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master! I will always remember your teachings."

On the first day of teaching as a master, Doctor Zheng didn't want to put too much pressure on his disciple, so he waved his hand and said, "Alright, go and teach Hui'er how to read. Once you learn to read, it will be easier for you to read medical books on your own."

Song Zhi responded respectfully, and then spent another hour learning Chinese characters with Zheng Hui before saying goodbye and leaving the Zheng family.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, Song Zhi saw Monkey and others sitting in the courtyard.

When Mrs. Wu saw her granddaughter coming back, she hurriedly told her that Monkey and others had been waiting for her at home for half an hour.

The monkeys were very happy to see Song Zhi and came forward and said, "Good man, we are here to give you some wool yarn!"

He scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "Actually, we spun this wool yarn a few days ago, but we haven't been able to meet any kind people in the city. We were worried about missing out on their help, so we took the initiative to send it here."

Song Zhi looked at the spun wool yarn in the backpack and slapped her thigh in frustration, "Look at me, I completely forgot about this."

"You guys sit down first, I'll go get the money to settle the bill for you." After saying that, he ran back to the house in a hurry, took out a string of money and handed it to the monkey.

Monkey carefully put the money away, then looked at Song Zhi and hesitated for a moment before finally mustering up the courage to ask, "Good man, do you still have this wool?"

Song Zhi nodded repeatedly and told Song An to take out the wool from the backpack and then fill another basket with wool.

Then she asked them if they had any difficulty in spinning wool and told them they could tell her any questions they had.

The monkey waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, this job is easy, and we kids can do it. We're just worried that the kindhearted people might be impatient and think we're working too slowly."

The spinning speed of the spinning hammer is relatively slow, but there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, you can't become fat in one bite. Everything has to be done step by step. Only by proceeding step by step can you develop more steadily and reasonably.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi smiled and said soothingly: "It's okay, just keep going at this speed."

As they were talking, a villager came to see Wu. "The clan leader told us that your aunt has some apricot jam and wants us to help sell it?"

Mrs. Wu, who was sitting there pickling apricot jam, nodded repeatedly and pointed to the jars of apricot jam on the small table. "That's right," she said. "I sell this apricot jam for thirty cents a jar. If you can help sell a jar, you can earn five cents."

After hearing this, one villager was moved and asked, "Can we take the goods first and pay after we sell them?"

Without waiting for Wu's reply, Song Zhi smiled and said, "Of course. I will also provide an extra jar of apricot jam for tasting for uncles who can help with sales. Uncles can feel free to give it to customers."

When everyone heard this, they didn't hesitate and said they could help with the sales.

Anyway, they have to go to the market to sell jelly every day, so they just bring a few more jars of apricot jam. It is a business with no capital investment, and they can make a net profit if they can sell it.

Song Zhi was not vague either. She asked everyone to wait for a moment and then went to the kitchen to make a bowl of apricot jam water for everyone.

"Since you uncles are helping to sell this, you must know what this apricot juice tastes like. When customers ask, you can tell them about it."

When everyone heard this, they realized that this was indeed the case. They picked up the bowl and took a sip. It tasted sweet with a hint of apricot. They had never tasted delicious food before, so they were all amazed.

Seeing everyone's amazed expressions, Song Zhi couldn't help but introduce the uses of apricot water. "Apricots can quench thirst, stimulate the appetite and relieve summer heat. It's perfect for this season."

One villager drank the water in his bowl in one gulp and said, "Azhi girl, give me five jars of apricot jam."

Someone started the conversation, and the other villagers couldn't wait to ask, "I want three jars!"

"I want six cans!"

In a blink of an eye, the thirty jars of apricot jam made in the afternoon were sold out.

After sending the villagers away, Monkey held up the bowl and asked Song Zhi excitedly, "Good man, can I really get five cents for a jar of apricot jam? Do you think I can help you sell the apricot jam?"

The reason why Song Zhi asked the villagers to help sell apricot jam was mainly because she considered that the villagers had been selling jelly in the city these days. After such a long time of operation, they should have their own familiar channels.

She didn't refuse the monkey, but first asked, "Can you sell it?"

The monkey nodded repeatedly, "Sell it to those merchants!"

"Think about it, there are so many merchants coming and going in our county. Some of them just stop here for a short rest, buy some necessary supplies, and then continue on their way."

"I've seen with my own eyes that they usually only buy some ready-made food such as naan that is easy to store and carry."

"And this apricot jam is both easy to store and very convenient. You can scoop a spoonful and put it on naan bread to wrap it up, or soak it in water and drink it. It's not only delicious but also replenishes your energy. I'm sure it will be a big seller!"

Song Zhi couldn't help but look at the monkey with admiration. This child was really good at observing the people and things around him.

"Okay, as long as you can sell it, the conditions are still the same as before!"

The monkey's face instantly lit up with joy, and he patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, my good man. I won't let you down!"

Song Zhi looked at the child with a gleam in his eyes and couldn't help but be infected by his smile.

He is really like the grass in the cracks of the stone, living tenaciously and hard.

What reason did she have to reject such an optimistic child?

In the end, Monkey ordered two jars of apricot jam first, and Song Zhi gave him two more jars, one for the children and the other for customers to taste.

After the monkey and the children expressed their gratitude solemnly, they hurried away with their full load of goods.