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

"Yes, Manager Xu, you also want to buy fish balls? Well, we made some more today. Manager Xu, how many do you want? I'll pack them for you right now."

After Song Zhili finished speaking, she turned around to prepare fish balls for him.

"Wait a minute, young lady. I didn't come here to buy fish balls. You just said you made these fish balls?"

Song Zhili nodded. "Yes, that's right."

Shopkeeper Xu wanted to ask something more, but then he heard a commotion outside the door. He turned around and saw that Song Zidong and Hu Cuicui had returned.

"Little sister, whose carriage is that outside? I just heard Qiqi say someone is looking for me. Who is it?"

Before Song Zidong even entered, his voice preceded his arrival. Manager Xu turned his head and saw Song Zidong returning carrying a hoe.

He immediately stood up and took two steps toward Song Zidong. "You're Song Zidong? I'm the manager of Jixiang Restaurant. I'm here to discuss a deal with you. Are you available now?"

Song Zidong sized up Manager Xu standing in front of him, then quickly put down his hoe and stepped forward. "Manager Xu, please sit down. What kind of deal do you want to discuss with me?"

Hu Cuicui and Song Dashan, who were standing behind Song Zidong, looked at each other in surprise when they heard what Manager Xu said. They put down their farm tools and surrounded Manager Xu.

Seeing a crowd gather around, Manager Xu didn't pay any attention and continued, "It's like this, one of our shop's employees bought a serving of fish balls from your stall yesterday. I found the fish balls to be very delicious, and only after inquiring yesterday did I learn that these fish balls were made by you."

I came here to buy your fish ball recipe. I'm offering this price; are you willing to sell it to me?

Shopkeeper Xu drew a "ten" gesture with his hand.

"Manager Xu, is the number you mentioned... ten taels?"

Song Zidong thought he had misread it and asked again, unsure.

Upon seeing Manager Xu nod, Song Zidong, Hu Cuicui, and the others all gasped in surprise.

Good heavens, I never expected their fish ball recipe to be so valuable. This Manager Xu is actually willing to pay ten taels to buy it. Wouldn't that be making a fortune?

All of them were thinking the same thing at that moment, wishing that Song Zidong would agree immediately, as this would be a tremendous good thing.

After his initial surprise, Song Zidong did not immediately agree. Instead, he looked at Song Zhili and said, "To be honest, Manager Xu, this method of making fish balls was developed by my younger sister. Since my younger sister agrees, I agree as well."

Shopkeeper Xu was shocked to hear this! He never expected that this method was devised by the young girl in front of him.

His gaze then turned to Song Zhili, and he asked again, "Miss, are you willing?"

He came with genuine sincerity this time, and he felt that Song Zhili would definitely not refuse. Ten taels of silver was a lot for their farming family, enough to last for several years.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhili shook her head. When Song Zidong and Hu Cuicui saw Song Zhili shake her head, their hearts were bleeding, feeling that the ten taels of silver had just vanished.

But then I thought about it again. These fish balls were made by Song Zhili, so they would support whatever decision she made.

Shopkeeper Xu was also somewhat surprised. "Miss, I heard that the fish balls you make are made with fish meat, which is not very valuable. I'm willing to pay ten taels, which is already quite a lot."

Manager Xu thought that Song Zhili wanted to raise the price further, which was why she was deliberately disagreeing.

"Manager Xu, as you can see, this is the situation our family is in. We are not well-off, and our whole family relies on selling fish balls to make a living."

If you buy this recipe, we won't be able to sell it again. Besides, our business is doing quite well right now, and we'll lose much more than just ten taels later. Don't you think so, Manager Xu?

Song Zhili looked at Manager Xu with a half-smile, waiting for his answer.

After pondering for a long time, Manager Xu finally gritted his teeth, raised his head, and asked, "Young lady, how much silver do you want to sell this recipe to me?"

Song Zhili shook her head again, "Manager Xu, you misunderstand. We will not sell this recipe, but we can sign an agreement with you. In the future, you can buy fish balls from us, and we will only supply your restaurant. However, we can still sell them at our stalls on weekdays. What do you think?"

Manager Xu was initially somewhat angry upon hearing the first half of Song Zhili's sentence, but then fell into deep thought upon hearing the second half.

He thought for a long time, and everyone was very quiet, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing him.

Finally, he sighed helplessly, "Alright, girl, we'll do as you say, but we need to make this clear beforehand: you can only supply our restaurant. If I find out that you're supplying other restaurants as well, this agreement will be void."

"Alright, alright, Manager Xu, don't worry. Although we are farmers, we are very honest. I'll have my second brother write an agreement, and we'll sign it."

"Brother, go to the table in my room and get my pen, ink, and paper."

Upon hearing that an agreement needed to be signed, Song Ziyuan immediately instructed Song Zidong to retrieve the items from his room.

After Song Zidong brought the items over, he quickly wrote down two agreements. Once the ink had dried slightly, he handed the agreements to Song Zhili.

"Little sister, do you think this way of writing is acceptable?"

Song Zhili took the agreement, handed one copy to Manager Xu, and then carefully read it.

Seeing Song Zhili intently reading the agreement, Manager Xu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The children of the Song family are truly capable; even this girl can read.

"Manager Xu, do you think this way of writing is acceptable?"

Manager Xu had been distracted and hadn't even looked at the contents of the agreement. Now, upon hearing Song Zhili's words, he quickly glanced at the contents of the paper.

The text on it contained what Song Zhili had just told him. After reading it, he had no objections and readily signed his name on it.

After he finished writing, Song Zhili also signed her name on the agreement, and then she handed one copy to Manager Xu.

"Okay, can you deliver it tomorrow? I need about 30 jin for now."

Manager Xu didn't order a large quantity this time; he wanted to test the sales performance at the restaurant first.

Song Zhili thought for a moment. They had sold out all the fish balls they made yesterday when they went out this morning, and they didn't have much stock left at home. If they were to make more now, the few of them could barely manage.

"But I'm afraid it will be very late by then. Manager Xu, I can only say I'll try my best. We still need to catch fish and make more. We might not be able to make that many at once. How about I send you as many as we have tomorrow?"