After Song Zhi came back from Doctor Zheng's house, she simply had a simple meal and rested for a while, waiting for her aunt and the others to finish making the pastries.

She did not choose to rest, but continued to work hard to make tea.

"Grandma, Auntie, go and have some rest. You still have to get up early and lead the villagers in making jelly."

Song Ping also advised: "Yes, mother, you guys take a rest first, I'll help my younger sister here."

Mrs. Wu was also someone who listened to advice. She patted her daughter-in-law, untied her apron and said, "Go and rest for a while. It's not worth it if you wear yourself out!"

At this time, Song Zhi suggested, "Grandma, I have an idea. Clean up the woodshed behind your house and let me use it tomorrow."

"This way, I can make some tea when I have nothing to do during the day, so we don't have to work hard at night."

"It's just right. Now that we've handed over the jelly business, I want to take advantage of this time to think of some other foods."

Song Zhi made this suggestion mainly because she wanted to tinker with her malt sugar!

Unlike before, Yang didn't believe that her niece could cook at all.

This time, when she heard Song Zhi say that she wanted to study food, she not only did not object, but immediately agreed: "I think this is a good idea, mother, let's do as Azhi says."

Mrs. Wu agreed very straightforwardly, "Okay, then I'll find a few more people to build a stove for you tomorrow."

Song Ping spoke at the right time, "Grandma, let me do it. Let's build a stove in the back. It won't be good if it attracts attention."

Song Zhi said, "Brother, there's no need to go to such trouble. Just help me install a bamboo door and put the clay stove inside."

This is more convenient, so Song Ping agreed without hesitation.

After the matter was settled, Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Yang went back to their room to rest.

Song Zhi was busy for a while until she finished making a batch of tea, and then she and her elder brother went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, just as the sky was getting light outside, Song Zhi heard voices in the yard.

The villagers were very enthusiastic. Although everyone had the opportunity to try making jelly, some people still came early to watch.

By the time she was dressed and ready to go out, the villagers in the yard had already started working and the millstone was turning with a whirring sound.

When Mrs. Wu saw her granddaughter get up, she immediately stepped forward and asked, "Today's jelly is only a little over 160 yuan, but do you still need to find someone to set up a stall in the market?"

Song Zhi nodded and said, "The number is small, so you can choose one person to go with us to the south of the city to set up a stall."

"Once they are used to it, we will leave these matters to them later."

"Also, we can make a few more today. I don't think the current amount will be enough to sell."

Wu nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll go tell them right away."

When Tian heard that they were going to set up a stall in Caoshi, she felt very uneasy for a moment, "This... I've never set up a stall before!"

Song Zhi comforted her, "Grandma, just don't worry, we are all here."

When Tian heard her say this, her heart finally calmed down.

After the group arrived at the county town, Song Zhixian asked her eldest brother to lead her younger siblings to Caoshi first.

She still went to deliver cakes to the cake shop first.

As soon as I entered the shop, Shopkeeper Zhou came up to me and said, "Oh, you left in such a hurry yesterday. I wonder if you heard the reservation number clearly?"

Song Zhi nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, boss. You ordered ten kilograms, and I brought them all today!" After saying that, she handed over the pastries in her hand.

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to suggest:

"Well, let's re-calculate the number. Now that everyone is new to these pastries, we'll have a fixed daily supply of eight kilograms. I'll notify you if there are any additional orders."

Song Zhi was slightly surprised, but still nodded in agreement.

This way, they have a stable income, so even if the jelly business is gone in the future, Grandma and the others won’t be too worried.

After both parties reached an agreement, Song Zhi left the pastry shop.

She did not go directly to Caoshi, but walked along the street to find someone to write the petition.

Not long after she walked out of the pastry shop, she felt something was wrong, as if a vague gaze was staring at her.

That indescribable feeling of being watched was like a faint light in the dark, appearing and disappearing from time to time, sending chills down her spine.

Song Zhi's heart couldn't help but tighten, and she had a bad premonition.

She subconsciously turned around to check, but the street was so crowded that she couldn't tell who was staring at her.

She frowned and glanced around the crowd, but still found nothing.

Song Zhi wondered to herself, was she being too suspicious?

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and continued walking for a while, but the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger.

Song Zhi thought to herself, "Am I being too sensitive?"

She tried to convince herself that it was just an illusion, but deep down she had an intuition that told her that she was indeed being followed.

Despite her accelerated heartbeat, Song Zhi tried her best to remain calm.

Analyze the current situation.

Song Zhi didn't know whether the other party just wanted to find out her whereabouts or wanted to attack her directly.

Either way, it's to deal with her.

Now the enemy is in the open and she is in the dark, so she is at a disadvantage.

Then she would first have to find a way to get rid of these people's surveillance, and then find a way to find out their identities.

After Song Zhi sorted out her thoughts, she began to implement them.

She began by quickly assessing the situation.

They were on the street at that time, with people coming and going. No matter how daring those people were, they would definitely be cautious in such an environment and would not dare to act rashly.

She continued walking forward calmly, looking towards the shops on the street, looking for an opportunity to escape from the predicament.

Suddenly, Song Zhi's eyes lit up. Not far ahead, there was a small clothing store.

Song Zhi immediately had an idea in her mind.

She walked into the shop slowly, and the two people following her looked at each other, then found a small stall opposite the clothing shop and waited for the opportunity.

There was a female shopkeeper in the clothing store. When she saw a customer coming in, she first took a look at the coarse linen Song Zhi was wearing, and then greeted her warmly.

"Madam, what kind of cloth do you want? We have some new linen here. Would you like to take a look?"

After saying that, he turned around and went to take the fabric from the container.

Song Zhi hurriedly spoke up to stop him, "Shopkeeper, don't worry. I'd like to ask if your shop has any men's ready-made clothes? I'd like to buy a long gown."

The female shopkeeper was only surprised for a moment, then she reacted and immediately took out a few sets of coarse cloth gowns of ordinary quality and said, "Madam, please take a look here to see if there is anything that suits your eyes."

Song Zhi picked out a grey gown that wasn't too eye-catching and asked, "How much is this one?"

"Three hundred coins!"

The situation was urgent at the moment, and Song Zhi was worried that those people would rush in again without waiting.

She didn't bother to bargain and bought it directly. She then borrowed the fitting room of the clothing store, changed into the clothes, and simply put her hair into a high bun like a man's.

After getting dressed, Song Zhi went to the female steward's place.

Yanming wanted to go shopping at the market across the street, but didn't want to take a detour, so he left directly through the back door of the shop.

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