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

Song Zhili and Song Zidong returned to the village. Her basket was almost full of meat. Since they had hired so many workers to build houses for them, they needed to have a good lunch so they would have the energy to work.

When Song Zidong saw that Song Zhili had bought up almost all the meat in the butcher shop, he really wanted to advise her not to buy so much.

But then he remembered what Song Zhili had said about the workers building houses for them, and how there might not be enough meat for all of them, so he gave up on trying to persuade them.

When the two of them arrived home, half of their house had already been demolished. However, when Song Zhili got off the oxcart, she saw many men helping outside their house.

She even saw Song Fang's older brother, Song Ping. He quickly walked over and took a look, discovering that many villagers were also helping out.

Even the village chief was inside. He happened to see Song Feng driving Song Zhili and the others back, and he immediately waved to Song Feng.

"Xiaofeng, you don't need to drive the oxcart this afternoon. Come and help Daya's family build their house."

“Okay, I understand, Grandpa. I’ll take the oxcart back first, and then I’ll come over.”

Song Feng agreed without hesitation. After Song Feng left, the village chief walked up to Song Zhili and said in a slightly reproachful tone.

“Da Ya, you really are something. Such a big thing for your family and you didn’t even come to tell Grandpa Village Chief. If I hadn’t come and seen it today, I wouldn’t have known that your family was building a house. So, I’ve called all the villagers who are free to come and help you. That way, your house construction will be faster.”

Hearing the village chief's words, Song Zhili's eyes were filled with gratitude. Yesterday, they helped his family find Ji Qingqing, and today they came to help them build a house. He didn't know how to thank them enough.

"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief. Please stay for dinner with us today. We've been providing meals for them all. Since you asked us to come and help, please stay for dinner too."

When the village chief heard Song Zhili's words, he didn't say anything. The reason he was able to help Song Zhili and her family was entirely because Song Zhili and her family were helping him earn money.

They had indeed earned a lot of money in the past two months. After careful calculation, they had earned almost three or four taels of silver. The village chief was quite grateful that they had earned so much in just two months.

In particular, she led the whole village to plant chili peppers. Although some people did not plant them together, he felt that if Song Zhili really bought all the chili peppers, those people would plant them together sooner or later.

Seeing so many people in the house, Song Zidong took the basket off his back and glanced at the meat he had bought that day. It seemed that, just as his younger sister had said, there really wasn't enough meat for so many people!

Without thinking much about it, he took the basket to the kitchen, which hadn't been demolished yet, and then went to help Song Dashan and the others.

Seeing so many people outside the door, Song Zhili was troubled again. She couldn't possibly cook for so many people by herself. Hu Cuicui and the others were busy making fish balls and didn't have time to come and help her.

Moreover, her house didn't have enough tables and chairs for all these people to sit on. After thinking about it, she went to the door again and found the village chief.

"Grandpa Village Chief, could you please go to the village and ask which auntie is willing to come and help with cooking? We'll provide meals and give her five coins a day. If she's willing, please have her come over."

"Oh, right, Grandpa Village Chief, we don't have enough tables and chairs. Could we borrow some from them? We can bring them over in a bucket. Anyone who comes to help can come over for lunch."

Song Zili thought for a moment. They didn't actually have much rice and flour left in their kitchen. He had assumed there weren't many people, so he hadn't bought any today. Luckily, she had plenty of rice and flour in her storage space; Xia Momo had bought her a lot last time.

She also has quite a few noodles in her space.

After hearing her words, the village chief was about to go down and inform others, "Wait for Grandpa Village Chief, and also ask those aunties who are willing to come to bring some chopsticks and bowls, we don't have enough here."

The village chief nodded. "Okay, I'll go and inform them now."

After the village chief left, Song Zhili turned around and went to the kitchen, secretly taking out all the rice and pouring it into the rice jar.

Then she took out a lot of vermicelli from her spatial storage, soaked it in water in a large wooden bucket, and planned to make a cabbage stew with vermicelli for lunch.

Then she stewed a braised pork and potato dish. After thinking for a long time, she decided to make steamed buns for them as their main meal for lunch. So she put the rice she had poured out earlier into her space and took out the dough and poured it into the rice container.

He then found a slightly larger wooden bucket, poured the flour into it, changed the proportions, and added some baking powder.

Then she added water and kneaded it into a dough, covered it, and waited for it to ferment.

After she finished doing all this, she walked out of the kitchen and saw a number of women carrying chairs and tables toward her house. She knew that the village chief had called them over.

She hurriedly went out of the house and asked the women to put the tables and chairs in an open space not far from the door, where there was less soil.

One after another, more women came over, each carrying bowls and chopsticks. Song Zhili then brought out two large wooden basins for them to put the bowls and chopsticks in.

After the table and chairs were set up, Song Zhili asked several aunts to wash all the bowls and chopsticks with hot water, and then asked several aunts to help wash and prepare the vegetables.

She then handed the meat to two other aunts and asked them to cut it into small pieces. She went to the kitchen and stewed the pork bones and radishes first.

Then she prepared some other dishes, and incidentally asked Song Dashan to catch a few fish from the pond.

Everyone went about their own business, and around noon, Song Zhili finally finished cooking all the dishes. Fortunately, the pots in the kitchen were quite large, making it easier for her to cook large pot dishes.

Song Zhili divided each dish into several portions, and then the aunties carried the dishes out and placed them on the table. The dishes, which included fish and meat, looked and smelled delicious. When the aunties carried the dishes, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the aroma.

The workers hired by Zhang the carpenter were the same; smelling the delicious aroma of the food, they would often glance in the direction of the food while working.

Some of them even had rumbling stomachs. They used to build houses for other people, and although some of them were provided with meals, the food they cooked only had a tiny bit of meat, and some didn't even cook meat dishes, only vegetarian ones.

But today, when they saw the dishes that the aunties were serving, almost every bowl contained meat. Although there was fish on the table, they didn't mind, because the taste was just too delicious.