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

After a lively meal, Dr. Zheng took his family and left.

Song Zhi walked him all the way to the door, and Doctor Zheng waved him off. "You've moved into your new house today, and you still need to clean up. I'll give you another day off. Okay, no need to see you off. We're going home."

After saying that, he led his wife and walked ahead.

Zheng Hui and Song Zhi waved, turned around and followed.

After seeing the master and his family walk away, Song Zhi returned home.

At this time, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy cleaning up the dishes, while the uncle and cousin were putting the newly bought iron pot on the stove in the kitchen.

Song Zhi stood under the eaves, looking at her family who were helping her with everything, and felt very happy.

Song Zhi moved a small table under the eaves and made some apricot jam water for everyone to relieve the heat. After everyone was done, she invited them to come over and take a break.

During the break, Song Zhi returned to the house and took out ten taels of silver, which she handed to Wu. "Grandma, we agreed today to go order bricks this afternoon. This is the money for you to buy the bricks."

Without waiting for Wu's reply, Song Youshan flatly refused, "How can I ask you to pay for building a wall at home? Take it back, take it back!"

Mrs. Wu also spoke up at the right time: "Yes, the ten strings of cash you gave us when you sold apricot jam last time are still with me. It's enough to buy bricks. Why would I need you to pay for it?"

Song Zhi smiled and said, "The money from selling apricot jam was earned by everyone working together. It was originally earned by uncle and his family. Besides, I was the one who built the courtyard wall, so of course I should contribute my part."

"Let's not talk about uncle for now. Even if it's grandma, you're living here too. Isn't it my duty as a granddaughter to show respect to you?"

Mrs. Wu was comforted by her granddaughter's words, but the old lady still had her own principles. "If the family has no money, then it's fine. We can still afford this yard now, so what's the point of asking you for money?"

Without waiting for Song Zhi to speak, she patted her granddaughter's hand and said, "Grandma knows you are filial, but you also know your uncle's temper. He doesn't want to take advantage of you three young people. So, you should take this money back first. I will talk to you later when the family needs more money."

Seeing her mother-in-law and her husband saying the same thing, Yang also expressed her opinion at the right time: "Azhi girl, just follow your uncle's wishes. When the kang and mud cement are promoted in the county, your family will still have a profitable business. Don't worry."

This reminded Song Zhi that these ideas were actually intended to increase the villagers' income. She seemed to have not yet found a stable and long-term business for her uncle's family.

It seemed that her family had always been there to help her silently, but she had ignored the people closest to her.

Song Zhi was silent for a while, and when she spoke again, she said, "Then how about this, starting from tomorrow, I will give the job of delivering cakes to Weiyuefang to my aunt."

Song Zhi thought that since they were unwilling to ask for money directly, she would hand the business over to her aunt.

They earn money through their hard work, so that their families have a stable source of income.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. This pastry-making job could net them five or six hundred coins a day, and they could just give it to her?

"How can this be possible?" Song Youshan blurted out subconsciously.

Song Zhi said seriously, "Why not? Now it's basically grandma and aunt who are busy making the cakes. I'm basically just a hands-off boss."

"Besides, I still have mugwort soap to make and I'm still researching wool fabrics. My abilities and energy are really limited. I have no time to take care of the Jinyu Cake. Isn't it most appropriate to leave it to my aunt now? Could it be that my uncle wants me to sell this cake recipe to someone else?"

Hearing this, Song Youshan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, that's not what I meant."

"After all, this is the food you came up with. How can we take it for ourselves for no reason?"

Song Zhi smiled slyly, "Uncle, you're wrong. We are a family. You and Big Brother have sacrificed a lot for this family. Now that I'm too busy, Auntie is helping to take over. This is called mutual benefit!"

"Besides, how can a family calculate so clearly? Don't you think so?"

Song Youshan was deeply moved by his niece's words. It turned out that the child had seen all his efforts over the years.

Mrs. Wu was also very pleased. She decided, "Let's do as Ah Zhi wants. However, this method was originally thought up by Ah Zhi, so it's understandable if she sells it."

She looked at her son and daughter-in-law and continued, "Now that she is willing to work for Mei Niang, you should give her the share of the profits. This way, you can feel at ease with the money you earn."

"I think we should split it 30% to 70%. Azhi gets 30% and you keep the 70% for yourselves."

This made sense, and the daughter-in-law and the other daughter-in-law nodded in agreement, indicating that they had no objection.

Seeing that both of them agreed, Song Zhi swallowed the words of refusal that were about to come out of her mouth.

In addition to the dividends from Forsythia tea, she now has many other profitable businesses to follow, and she really doesn't care about this little money.

But sometimes when doing things, we should not only consider our own feelings, but also understand the feelings of others.

It was obvious that the uncle was more inclined to the method proposed by grandma, so Song Zhi had to silently swallow the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Well, let her think carefully about what her uncle and cousin are suitable for, and then she will find a sustainable career for them.

So that this family will no longer have to worry about poverty.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of moving, the family held a simple family meeting.

It was precisely because of this conversation that Song Zhi's originally vague ideas gradually became clearer, and it also made her more clear about the direction she needed to work towards next.

Just as the chat was over, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the door.

The sound came from far away and soon a group of people stopped in front of Song Zhi's house.

Hearing the noise, Song Zhi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qian Zixu sitting on the horse, looking around curiously.

When Qian Zixu saw Song Zhi sitting in the courtyard, he smiled brightly, revealing his big white teeth. "Long time no see, Miss Song. I'm here to bring you some lard!"

After saying this, he dismounted and looked around the farmyard, waving his folding fan.

What curious him most was the dirt and cement road in the farmyard!

He walked from one end of the village to the other, and was amazed to find that all the paths leading into the village were so flat and smooth!

Qian Zixu, who thought he had seen a lot of the world, unexpectedly saw a road as smooth as a bluestone road in such a remote mountain valley.

To be honest, he was more than a little shocked at this moment.

He had a vague premonition that this trip to the north might bring more unexpected gains.

Seeing that it was Qian Zixu, Song Zhi hurriedly stood up to greet him. "Thank you for coming all this way. Please come inside and rest for a while. Have some tea to cool off."

Qian Zixu didn't hesitate. After receiving the invitation, he walked into the courtyard and asked, "I just entered the village and saw that your village is full of flat roads. I wonder what kind of roads are they? What materials are they made of?"