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

Song Zhi first washed the fresh mugwort leaves and mint leaves she had picked with clean water, and then spread them out on the bamboo weaving to drain the water.

There was only one stone mortar in the house, which was being used by the two children to grind medicine. Song Zhi found a wooden basin, took equal weights of mugwort and mint, put them in the basin, and used a wooden stick to pound them to extract the juice.

After all the mugwort leaves and mint leaves are crushed, add lard and soak the crushed juice with oil.

After doing all this, Song Zhi put the juice in a wooden basin aside to let it sit, allowing the mugwort juice and mint juice to fully soak and blend.

Next, Song Zhishang needs to further evaporate the juice and filter out the mugwort mint oil.

Song Zhi planned to continue after returning from her master's house in the afternoon.

Most of the preparation work was done here, and Song Zhi went to take over the work in the children's hands.

The speed of pounding medicine with a stone mortar is still too slow, so I have to buy another one to grind it back later.

"Come to me, you two can take a break."

"Sister, we can do this job, we don't need you, go and do something else." Song An said seriously while holding the stone mortar.

Song Cheng, who was standing by, nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Yes, sister, my second brother and I will take turns. Don't worry, just leave it to us!"

Seeing that they didn't seem forced, Song Zhi smiled and said, "Okay, if you're tired, take a break. I'll go find some cloth to make mosquito repellent sachets for you."

When the children heard this, their eyes lit up with joy and they nodded happily.

After explaining things to the children, Song Zhi went to find Mrs. Wu and asked her for some linen and needle and thread.

Then he took some dried mint and mugwort from the drying rack and hurried back to the studio.

Song Zhi picked out the herbs used in the sachets one by one, but was troubled again.

The lack of a medicine grinder to crush these herbs was another problem.

Song Zhi didn't bother with it anymore and simply started sewing the sachet.

Song Zhi didn't know how to make a sachet that was too complicated, so she simply made a small sachet with a drawstring.

Another advantage of making this kind of sachet that does not require sealing is that you do not need to remove the stitches after the aroma of the herbs dissipates. You can simply open the drawstring and replace the powder. It is really convenient.

Song Zhi thought so and did so. She took the linen and gestured on the table, and then started sewing and cutting.

In just one stick of incense, Song Zhi had sewn more than twenty small sachets with drawstrings.

The linen was rough and didn't look very nice, so Song Zhi worked on drawing the string. She also ran to the front and got some wool yarn.

She first weaved the wool yarn into a beautiful twisted pattern, and then passed it through the drawstring cloth bag. A drawstring sachet with a novel look was ready.

When Song Zhi was making small sachets, several children would glance at her from time to time.

Song Kang's little feet moved again and again until they were next to his sister, his clear and bright eyes full of curiosity.

Song Zhi looked at the younger brother who was standing on tiptoe and looking at her curiously, then she took a small sachet and handed it to him, "Take it and play with it."

The little guy was very happy to get the small sachet that could be opened and closed at will. He opened and closed it several times by himself and found it very novel. Then he ran to his brothers with his short legs and handed it to his two brothers to see as if it were a treasure.

Their family didn't have a loom, so if they wanted linen, they could only go to other people's homes to exchange the linen thread they had worked so hard to make.

The linen that was exchanged for must first be taxed, and if there is any surplus, it must be sold for money, and finally it can be used to buy them new clothes.

In the past, no one had ever made sachets for them using such precious fabrics.

Therefore, when the children saw this new type of sachet, they were very happy. Song An took the sachet and touched it again and again curiously.

Song Cheng on the side urged: "Second brother, have you taken a good look? Let me take a look too."

The three children gathered together, whispering to each other, and Song Zhi, who was busy nearby, could feel the happy atmosphere among them.

When the siblings were having a great time, Song Huan also ran over, "Sister, grandma is calling us to eat."

Seeing his second sister coming, Song Cheng hurriedly handed over the small drawstring sachet in his hand, "Look, this is the mosquito repellent sachet that my sister made for us."

Song Huan's attention was instantly attracted, and he forgot to go back to eat, and came forward curiously.

Song Zhi let the children gather together and chatter while she threaded the last few drawstrings. Then she said, "Let's go and have dinner first. Later, I'll make a small sachet for each of you."

The children cried out and jumped around beside Song Zhi, with a happy atmosphere all around them.

After the meal, Song Zhi did not let them continue working, but ordered them to go back to the house and rest for a while.

She also took out the pulse classics she had copied last time, and reviewed the symptoms corresponding to various pulse cases, checking for omissions and then checking again to see if she had missed anything.

Song Zhi emphasized the unclear parts, omissions and mistakes in her memory to ensure that she would not disappoint her master when she met him in the afternoon.

Song Zhi spent more than half an hour checking for omissions and making sure there were no mistakes. Only after he got up and prepared to go to the backyard.

As soon as she walked out of the room, Song Zhi saw Yingzi and Daya standing awkwardly in front of the door, looking around from time to time.

When he saw Song Zhi looking at him, he quickly retracted his head in panic.

Seeing this, Song Zhi quickly called someone in.

Song Huan in the room heard the noise and came out.

Yingzi lowered her head and nervously rubbed her patched clothes. She didn't know how to talk to her former friend.

When she heard that Song Zhi jumped into the river because of her mother's instigation, she felt ashamed to see her again. When she saw her good friend in the crowd, she only dared to glance at her secretly and never dared to go up and talk to her.

She thought her friends no longer wanted to have anything to do with her.

But just yesterday, the clan leader came to tell her that Azhi had a job for her to do, and she agreed without thinking.

She wants to do this job well and get recognition from her friends...

Compared to Yingzi's complex emotions, Daya's thoughts were much simpler. She immediately said, "I didn't have enough crochet needles this morning, so I had very few opportunities to actually practice. I came here just to practice more."

Upon hearing this, Song Huan hurriedly invited the two of them into the house, "Come in, sisters, if you have any questions, just ask me."

"Will it disturb your rest?"

Song Huan waved her hands repeatedly, "I was just crocheting a hat too. Now that the sisters are here, it's a good idea for us to join them."

After hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and followed Song Huan to the main hall.

Song Zhi thought for a moment, and suddenly changed her steps, which were originally heading towards the backyard, and headed towards Uncle Dahe's house first, wanting to ask if the crocheting from yesterday had been completed.