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

Song Zhi happily left the government-run shop with a huge amount of silver bills and the proceeds from selling mugwort soap.

Considering that there would definitely be a shortage of mugwort soap in the future, Song Zhi went to the meat market and bought a few pounds of pork fat, preparing to prepare some more mugwort soap when she got home.

On the way back, Song Zhi passed by a wood shop and suddenly thought of something, then stopped.

Later, the family had to come to the county town to pay taxes. Carrying hundreds of kilograms of wheat to the county government office was really hard, so it would be better to have a cart at home.

Whether it is for delivering food, it will also be needed during the busy farming season in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi stepped directly into the woodworking shop.

Inside the woodworking shop, a faint scent of pine intertwined with the smell of newly sawn wood permeates the air.

The store displays a wide variety of wooden tools, ranging from exquisite furniture to practical farm tools.

Song Zhi looked around and her eyes fell on several newly made carts. The carts had thick wooden boards and wide wheels, and were obviously able to withstand a considerable weight, which was exactly what she wanted.

"Boss, how much is this cart? I want to buy one." Song Zhi walked to the counter and asked softly.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a neat short beard and a kind face. When he saw a customer, he immediately put down the account book in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing that Song Zhi was wearing a coarse linen shirt, he pointed to a cart and introduced it familiarly:

"My lady, you've come to the right place. Look at this cart. It's light and convenient, with wooden wheels. It's not as sturdy as those large carts, but it's affordable. It only costs seven hundred coins!"

"And this is also the best-selling cart in our shop. You will never go wrong if you buy this cart!" The shopkeeper pointed to a smaller cart and introduced it to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi smiled lightly and did not express her opinion immediately. Instead, she turned around and pointed to a cart with iron-wrapped wheels next to her. The cart looked sturdy and durable.

"Shopkeeper, I'm more interested in this one. How much is it for?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes. He obviously didn't expect Song Zhi to be interested in the more expensive cart.

She had been mistaken. The shopkeeper coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and then slowly spoke: "This lady is really a connoisseur. This cart was recently built. The body is made of the finest locust wood, which is sturdy and durable."

"The wheels are also covered with iron sheets. They are very stable when driving on country roads or on the roads leading into the city. However, the price is naturally higher. It costs two taels of silver."

While introducing the products, the shopkeeper gently patted the body of the cart with his hand, which made a "dong dong" sound, showing the solidity of the wood.

Two taels of silver is not a small amount for an ordinary farmer, but for her now, it is really not worth mentioning.

Song Zhi mainly considered the practicality and durability of the cart, as well as the future needs of the family, and asked directly without hesitation:

"I have something to do at home and need to go back as soon as possible. Could the shopkeeper please send a cart to my house?"

"My home is in Xiaohezi Village, not far from the county town!"

The shopkeeper didn't expect that he could close a deal so easily, and he nodded in delight.

They were in the wooden furniture business, and it was common for them to deliver goods to customers' homes, so the shopkeeper agreed immediately.

Seeing the shopkeeper's agreement, Song Zhi paid the deposit first, and the two parties agreed to settle the remaining money when the goods were delivered.

Song Zhi came out of the wood shop, looked up at the sun, and saw that it was getting late. She had made an appointment with Liu and her group to come to her house to learn spinning.

It was obviously getting late, so Song Zhi didn't linger any longer and went straight out of the city to take a bus home.

As soon as Song Zhi entered the courtyard, she saw several children in the family, including Professor Liu, spinning yarn.

They are all used to spinning flax and hemp yarn, and women can quickly get the hang of weaving wool.

Song Zhi thought it was indeed very similar.

Song Huan was the first to see her sister walking into the house. She called out happily, "Sister, you're back." Then she trotted to Song Zhi.

When Liu heard this, she stopped what she was doing and quickly stood up to greet Song Zhi.

Song Zhi smiled apologetically, "Apologies, aunts. I was delayed in the county town today and kept you waiting for a while."

Liu said hurriedly, "It's no problem, it's no problem. We just arrived a short time ago. Xiao An and the others heard about our purpose and taught us how to spin wool."

"I never thought that wool could be spun into thread using this little tool. The girl is truly talented and has such an ingenious idea."

"I feel so guilty now that I didn't know how good this wool was and ended up losing it all!"

The woman beside her echoed, "The girl is really smart. If my daughter had half the intelligence of the girl, I wouldn't have to worry about anything!"

The women were talking in unison, praising Song Zhi.

The little ones puffed out their chests proudly after hearing this. Their elder sister was undoubtedly the smartest one in the world.

Song Zhi was impatient to listen to these flattering words. She explained, "This is not something I came up with. This spinning method originated from the herdsmen on the grasslands. I also heard it from a merchant by chance."

"Aunts, try spinning the yarn first to see if there are any problems. I will weigh the wool for you to take back later."

When the women heard Song Zhi say this, they realized that their previous overly flattering behavior was inappropriate, so they quickly restrained themselves, stopped trying to please her, and immediately focused on spinning.

After dealing with the few people, Song Zhi looked at her little sister who ran to her. She rubbed the little girl's head and asked, "Why are there only you little ones at home? Where are grandma, uncle and the others?"

"Just now, the Wang family's steward came to the village to collect rent, and grandma and the others went to the drying yard to carry the grain!"

Song Zhi nodded, put down the backpack behind her, and went to the clan leader's house to borrow a weighing pole.

The women who came to Song Zhi's house all brought backpacks, and Song Zhi and each of them weighed dozens of kilograms of wool.

After the women felt that there was nothing wrong with the spinning, they could no longer contain their inner anxiety and wanted to go home and start spinning immediately.

The calculations for this job are not that complicated. Whether it is an elderly person who cannot do heavy work, or a half-grown child, they can all help with it with a little practice.

What's more important is that the more work they do, the more money they earn, so the women are very motivated and can't wait to say goodbye and leave after picking up the wool.