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

Song Zhili was somewhat surprised to hear Ji Qingqing suspect Sun Taohua.

“I’m not quite sure either. There’s no evidence to prove that your cousin did it. Don’t overthink it. In a couple of days, my brother and I will go to town together and ask Manager Xu for details.”

"okay."

Ji Qingqing responded and went back to her room. After returning, she told Song Zidong about her guess, and Song Zidong comforted her, telling her not to overthink it.

It wasn't until the next day that Song Zhili and Song Zidong arrived at Jixiang Restaurant together.

As soon as Manager Xu saw Song Zhili arrive, he immediately knew her purpose. So he led her to a private room on the second floor and had the waiter bring her a pot of tea. She then followed him upstairs and sat opposite Song Zhili.

"Miss Song, did you come here this time to inquire about the fish balls sold in the county town?"

"Yes, Manager Xu, have you found out who sold the fish balls to the competitor? Is it someone from our village?"

Manager Xu shook his head. "I don't know the specifics yet. I've already sent people over there to inquire. I'll let you know when the news comes back."

When Song Zhili heard what Manager Xu said, she nodded. That's true. The county town is quite far from here, and it would take several days to go back and forth.

"Alright, I don't have anything else to do. I just came to ask around. If Manager Xu finds out anything next time, just tell my brother."

Song Zhili finished her tea in one gulp, stood up and prepared to leave, while Manager Xu escorted her downstairs.

Watching her and Song Zidong leave together.

The waiter, who was standing to the side, saw Manager Xu standing at the door watching them leave, and couldn't help but ask.

"Manager Xu, do you really trust this Miss Song that much? Is it possible that they're selling these fish balls in the county town behind your back?"

When Manager Xu heard the waiter's words, he glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense like that again. We have signed an agreement with Miss Song, and I trust her character."

When the waiter heard what Manager Xu said, he shut his mouth in embarrassment and went to do his own thing.

Song Zhili and Song Zidong were not in a hurry to go back. Instead, they went to the carpenter's shop they had visited earlier.

Zhang, the carpenter at the carpentry shop, was very happy to see Song Zhili and her companions. He had earned quite a bit of money last time because of the blueprints for the little cart that Song Zhili had provided.

"Miss Song, is there something you've come to do this time?"

Carpenter Zhang warmly led Song Zhili and Song Zidong into the shop, then filled two bowls with hot water for them and placed them in their hands.

"Hey Zhang, do you take on house construction jobs? I'd like you to take a look and see if you can build a house like this."

Song Zhili took out a blueprint from her bosom. She had drawn it in advance in her spatial dimension, and the blueprint depicted a house similar to a courtyard house.

The carpenter took the blueprint from her and examined it carefully. "We can build a house like this, Miss Song. What materials are you planning to use? The prices will vary."

Song Zhili thought for a moment. Their current house was just a mud-brick house, and sometimes it would crumble.

"If I plan to build a brick house, how much money will it cost? And how long will it take to complete?"

The carpenter lowered his head and pondered for a while, then he held up two fingers. "If we were to build all of these brick houses, this would be the amount needed, not including our workers' wages."

Seeing him hold up two fingers, Song Zhili roughly understood in her mind. Then she asked, "How much will the workers be paid per day? And how long will it take to build the house now?"

"Our wages as carpenters are basically 20 coins a day. If meals are included, it's 15 coins a day. If you're in a hurry, Miss Song, we can speed things up. It will take about three months to finish building this house."

Song Zili calculated that she only had a few dozen taels of silver left from selling Ganoderma lucidum, plus the money she earned from selling fish and fish balls over the past two months, totaling just over a hundred taels.

That's not enough at all. It seems she should also sell the ginseng from her spatial storage; that should be enough.

"Can I pay you half the money first, Mr. Zhang? You can find some people to come to my house tomorrow to build it for us. Once the house is finished, I'll give you the rest."

The carpenter naturally trusted Song Zhili's character. He nodded and said, "Of course, Miss Song. Just give me your address, and I'll bring people to your house to start work tomorrow."

Song Zhili left him her home address and gave him one hundred taels of silver, which left Song Zidong, who was standing next to her, speechless.

Song Zidong didn't see what the blueprint Song Zhili gave to Zhang the carpenter looked like. He had previously seen Zhang the carpenter hold up two fingers and assumed it only cost twenty taels.

In their rural area, a house built with twenty taels of silver is already considered very good, but she had just seen Song Zhili give Zhang the carpenter one hundred taels of silver, and that was only half of the total.

Good heavens, my little sister actually wants to use two hundred taels to build a house. Thinking of this, he tugged at Song Zhili's sleeve, wanting to persuade her not to be too impulsive, as two hundred taels is too expensive.

"What's wrong, brother? Why are you tugging at my sleeve?"

Song Zhili turned her head and looked at Song Zidong with a puzzled expression. In fact, she knew what Song Zidong meant. He thought that she spent too much money to build the house. He just hadn't seen the house he wanted to build yet. Once it was built, he would think that the money was not expensive.

However, he kept tugging at his sleeve, and Song Zhili asked him this on purpose just to tease him.

"Um... that..."

Song Zidong noticed that both Song Zhili and the carpenter were looking at him. He scratched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and realized that he couldn't say anything in someone else's shop.

In the end, he said nothing and just watched as Zhang the carpenter put away the hundred taels of silver. His heart was bleeding.

After leaving Zhang the carpenter's shop, Song Zidong pulled Song Zhili aside and asked, "Little sister, why were you so impulsive? Ten or twenty taels would have been enough to build a house, why did you spend two hundred taels? Besides, we don't seem to have that much silver, and you don't have much silver left either, do you?"

Song Zidong calculated that they had earned about the same amount of money from selling fish and fish balls over the past two months, totaling less than five taels of silver. Moreover, Song Zhili had not accepted any money from selling fish balls.

At the time, she said that Ji Qingqing, her grandmother, and her mother were the ones who made the fish balls, while he was the one who sold and delivered them. Therefore, the money was to be divided among them, and Song Zhili did not take any.