Nanzhi returned in the afternoon. The ground in front of the door was bare, the weeds had been cleared away, and the soil was still fresh. It seemed that Song Hanyan had turned the soil over, which saved her a lot of effort.

Nanzhi unloaded the basket from her back and placed it on the table. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she quickly threw a lot of medicinal herbs into her spatial storage. She kept the ones that needed to be dried, and then threw the cut grass into the rabbit's burrow.

The grass was fresh. It was still a bit cold this time of year, and most of the vegetation on the mountain had not yet sprouted. However, the area we visited today was lush with vegetation, quite different from the surrounding area.

“Master, that’s because the place you went to was near a volcano, where the surface temperature is higher than in other places, which is suitable for vegetation growth,” Cherry explained.

It's another volcano crater! It seems there's more than one volcano on this mountain. No wonder there are so many medicinal herbs around, and they're all alive.

Nanzhi thought she would go back to the crater she had visited that day another day, and maybe she could find a lot of medicinal herbs.

Once inside the space, Nanzhi planted the medicinal herbs she had picked that day one by one.

Apart from what was in the basket, Nanzhi kept every rare herb and planted it in the space for future use.

The herbs I picked earlier were stored in my spatial storage, but I didn't have time to plant them. When I went in this time, I found that the herbs were still as fresh as when they were picked. My spatial storage is indeed a wonderful thing.

After planting the herbs, I took a bath in the small lake in the space and felt refreshed when I came out.

In order to prevent the Nan family from discovering the changes in the original owner, Nan Zhi tried her best to hide the changes that the spiritual spring had brought to her body. Now that she is far away from the Nan family, there is no need to hide it anymore.

Nan Zhi had just emerged from the spatial dimension when Song Hanyan returned.

He carried a wild pheasant into the house and handed it to her, which Nanzhi took from him.

"There's not much food at home, so we'll eat this today."

Nan Zhi didn't say anything. She hadn't eaten meat for so long, and her mouth was practically parched. She was so happy to finally get to taste something fresh today.

As he spoke, he walked to the stove to boil water, and Song Hanyan plucked the feathers and cleaned the area in one go.

An hour later, a fragrant pheasant dish was served.

Song Hanyan took a sniff, and his eyes lit up.

I picked up a piece and put it in my mouth, and my lips and teeth were filled with the aroma of meat. So this is what meat tastes like.

Nanzhi was very satisfied as she watched him pick up pieces one by one. "Eat slowly, there's more in the pot."

Upon hearing this, Song Hanyan slowed down, a rare occurrence for a grown man, who was actually afraid of being laughed at by his wife.

Although he was a hunter and had no shortage of meat, he only knew how to clean and cook the meat, then add a little salt. This was the first time he had ever tasted meat this fragrant.

After the meal, Song Hanyan conscientiously cleared away the dishes and washed them clean.

With the weather gradually warming up recently, Nanzhi has been thinking about what to plant in the fields in a few days.

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of him. "This is the money I've saved up over the years. You can use it to buy whatever you want from now on."

The silver was wrapped in black cloth, and it looked bulging, taking up most of the man's hand.

Nanzhi hesitated whether to take it.

Song Hanyan looked at Nanzhi earnestly: "These should have been given to you. I don't have much left, only these."

His family was destitute, and they still lived in a drafty house. Only Nanzhi knew about his circumstances and was still willing to marry him.

Nanzhi took it from his hand, weighed it in her hand, and found it to be about thirty taels of silver.

Including the betrothal gifts given to the Nan family, which totaled over eighty taels, he used most of his savings to marry her.

Nan Zhi felt a mix of emotions: "Song Hanyan, are you stupid?"

Song Hanyan looked up.

"Isn't it a waste to spend so much money to marry me?"

Nanzhi stared at him, not missing any expression on his face.

Song Hanyan didn't think it was a big deal. He wouldn't spend the money if it were in his own hands. It wouldn't cost much to buy some daily necessities. Now that he had a wife, of course the money should be handed over to her.

He's quite happy if his wife spends his money.

A man earns money to spend on his wife. He even felt that spending fifty taels to marry her was too little.

He said earnestly, "It's worth it."

They even felt like they had made a profit.

The girl I married needs to be raised a bit more; she's too thin.

I must hunt more often in the future to earn money to support my wife.

Nan Zhi smiled and accepted the money, planning to go to the city the next day.

When Nanzhi woke up the next morning, she reached out and touched the bed. The person beside her was gone, and the bed was cold. Nanzhi didn't even know when Song Hanyan had left.

She got dressed, washed up, and started cooking.

When I got to the kitchen, I found there was still a fire in the stove. Breakfast was ready and in the pot: a bowl of porridge and some pancakes that I had made yesterday.

It was obvious who had done it; Nanzhi finished her meal and went out.

The only family in Taile Village with a horse-drawn carriage is Sun Zheng. If you want to go to the city, you have to go to him. It's a good opportunity to check on Sun Zheng's wife.

I haven't seen him since the last time he was given the medication.

At that moment, Nanzhi suddenly remembered something.

"Cherry, do you still need to pay back the money you gave Madam Sun for selling medicine last time?"

Cherry patted her head and suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.

I remember the host owed 100 taels of silver, which hasn't been repaid yet.

Cherry breathed a sigh of relief when she opened the panel. Thank goodness, there was still time.

No timeout.

"The time limit has not expired. The owner can repay now. There are three hours left until the deadline."

She had never seen such an unreliable system. If she hadn't asked one more question, there might have been one less person in the world three hours later.

Nanzhi asked curiously, "If I were to disappear like this, who would be responsible?"

Cherry knew her master's temperament; if she didn't bleed a little today, this matter wouldn't be resolved.

"Master, I have a secret recipe for getting rich quick."

Nanzhi spread her hands: "Give it to me."

Cherry reluctantly handed it over.

"Salt-making recipe: How to process coarse salt into fine salt..."

In the current environment, the common people eat coarse salt from the imperial court. This secret recipe is sure to make a fortune. Nanzhi carefully stored the secret recipe in her spatial storage.

Although it was too dangerous, Nan Zhi didn't mind doing it a few more times so that she could get rich quickly and complete the system's mission objectives.

Having spent so many days by Nan Zhi's side, how could Cherry not know her master's thoughts? Seeing her master's nakedly greedy eyes, she couldn't help but hug her private treasure tighter.

You must never let your owner discover that he has other treasures.

Nan Zhi calculated that she had earned a total of ninety taels of silver plus one gold coin from collecting medicinal herbs in the Medical Records. With the money given to her by Song Hanyan, she now had a total of one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver. After repaying the system one hundred taels, she had twenty-five taels left.

With her wallet suddenly half empty, Nanzhi didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment.

It felt like a pie had fallen from the sky, but when you picked it up and tasted it, oh dear, it was bitter.

We still need to have money first, and we need to think carefully about ways to make money.

Nanzhi, clutching her nearly empty handkerchief, sighed deeply, "I'm so poor!"