A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

"Wow, that's great! I'll go catch more fish tomorrow. There are plenty in the river anyway. I'll call Black Egg and the others to come with me. Sis, how many fish do you need?"

Song Ziming was the first to agree, especially when he heard that the fish he caught could be sold for money, which made him even happier.

"Hmm, I think what my little sister made tastes excellent. You should try it."

Song Ziyuan also thought Song Zhili's idea was feasible.

"I support whatever my little sister does."

Song Zidong didn't think too much about it. In his heart, he would support whatever his little sister wanted to do.

Seeing that they had all expressed their opinions, Song Zhili turned her gaze to Song Hai and Song Dashan.

"Grandpa, Father, where are you?"

"Hehe, we have no objection. Do whatever you want. Grandpa will support you. Just tell us how many fish you need tomorrow, and we'll have Dashan and Zidong go down to the river to catch some for you."

Song Zhili smiled sincerely, "Thank you, Grandpa. But the fish in the kitchen is enough for now. I plan to go to town tomorrow to buy some pork and make some pork-filled fish balls for you to try. If you think it's feasible, I'll sell these pork-filled fish balls from now on."

"okay."

Everyone responded in unison, and the dinner came to a pleasant end.

After dinner, Song Zhili took a walk around the courtyard to digest her food. Her nose was slightly sweaty before she turned around and went back inside. After washing up, she lay down on the bed.

Lying on the bed, she went into her spatial dimension again, but seeing that Xia Momo still hadn't answered her, she had no choice but to leave the space again.

She fell asleep quickly. The next morning, she originally planned to go to town by herself, but Song Dashan was worried about her, so he went to town with her.

When she arrived in town, she bought some pork and then some vegetables from a nearby stall. She also asked the vendors if there were any conditions required to set up a stall there.

I learned from the vendors that there are no other conditions required to set up a stall here; you just need to arrive early to secure a spot.

She nodded, then suddenly thought of her stall. Would it be too monotonous to sell only fish balls? She then thought of Fuding sliced ​​pork, so she went back to the butcher shop and bought some pork tenderloin.

Song Dashan was puzzled when he saw her go back and buy some more pork tenderloin, but he didn't ask.

After they bought everything, Song Zhili went to the steamed bun shop and bought some more steamed buns before returning to the oxcart with Song Dashan.

They boarded the oxcart, and Song Zhili gave Song Dashan two steamed buns, then stuffed one of them into Song Feng's hand.

Song Feng hadn't intended to accept it, but he couldn't refuse Song Zhili's insistence, so he had no choice but to take the bun and thank her.

In fact, Song Zhili had already planned it out. She wanted to build a good relationship with him so that if the fish balls really sold well in the future, they would definitely use his oxcart more often. If they needed to grab a spot in town, they would definitely head there early.

If she then suggests chartering his oxcart for a morning trip, he won't be able to refuse.

Song Feng, of course, had no idea what Song Zhili was thinking. At this moment, he was quite happy, thinking that Song Zhili was a good person, no wonder his little sister could get along so well with her.

Song Zhili was swaying and rocking in the oxcart, and she was getting sleepy. At the same time, her bottom was also sore from the jolting.

At this moment, she really missed her modern car. She did have a car in her villa's garage, but she didn't dare to take it out.

If someone else saw it, it would scare them to death.

Half an hour later, they finally entered the village. Song Feng escorted the two women to their doorstep before leaving.

When Song Zhili and Song Dashan returned, it was almost noon. Hu Cuicui had almost finished preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Song Zhili took the steamed buns she bought to the kitchen and handed them to Hu Cuicui, asking her to heat them up. Then she went to the bucket, grabbed two fish, and began to prepare them.

The two fish in the bucket were well-cared for; they were still lively and jumping around when they were caught!

Song Zhili thought for a moment about whether she could dig a pond in her own field and raise some grass carp or other fish.

Otherwise, if we catch all the fish in the river, won't there be no fish left?

However, this idea is not feasible at the moment and can only be put on hold for the time being.

So she got busy in the kitchen again. She didn't go when Hu Cuicui called her to eat together. She had eaten steamed buns with Song Dashan on the oxcart earlier, so she wasn't hungry yet.

Hu Cuicui had no choice but to take the steamed buns out and have lunch with them.

After they had all eaten lunch, Hu Cuicui, Ji Qingqing, and Li Shi squeezed into the kitchen to help Song Zhili.

Yesterday they saw all the steps Song Zili took to make fish balls, so they decided to go to the kitchen together today to help Song Zili.

With their help, Song Zhili felt much lighter, and the group quickly finished making the stuffed fish balls.

After cooking the stuffed fish balls, Song Zhili put some chopped green onions, salt, MSG, pepper, and lard in a bowl, and also added some seaweed.

I scooped a spoonful of the soup from cooking the fish balls into a bowl, and then put the fish balls in.

Song Zhili cooked a bowl for almost everyone and then invited everyone to come and have a taste.

Everyone who tasted it praised it highly.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Song Zhili became even more confident.

So the next day, Song Zhili and Song Dashan went to town again and found someone to make a small cart similar to a modern one, and also got a stove that could be used for cooking, with an iron pot welded on it.

Knowing that it would take four or five days to make the cart, Song Zhili paid half of the deposit first, and would pay the rest after it was finished.

Just sitting on a small cart cost two taels of silver, which pained Song Dashan. He was also worried that if the fish balls didn't sell, all that money would be wasted.

Song Zhili wasn't as worried as he was. The little cart she made could not only hold the stove, but also bowls and chopsticks, and even a large bucket of water.

Furthermore, this little cart even has wheels so it can be pushed around, and Song Zhili felt that the price was already quite reasonable.

She couldn't guarantee that the carpenter could make the same cart as she imagined, since no one had ever seen such a cart in those days.

"Dad, let's go. What are you still standing there for?"

After Song Zhili paid the money and walked quite a distance, she turned around and saw that Song Dashan hadn't followed and was still standing there in a daze. She called out in Song Dashan's direction.

Hearing Song Zhili's voice, Song Dashan came to his senses. Seeing that Song Zhili had already walked far away, he hurriedly chased after her for a few steps.