After much negotiation, the Nan family finally agreed that they only needed to give the Zhao family two taels of silver for the engagement to be dissolved.

But for the Nan family, two taels of silver was not a small sum.

The Nan family members were even more furious with Zhao Hui, and they also showed little kindness to Nan Zhi.

Fortunately, the matter has finally been resolved.

"Master, Master, Nankai is going to marry you off to a lord in the county town as a concubine. Run!"

Cherry immediately informed Nanzhi upon learning the news.

But the other party's expression remained unchanged, without any fluctuation.

"Master, aren't you afraid?"

Nanzhi continued fiddling with the herbs in her hands. "What are you afraid of? I told you there's always a way out. Do you believe me?"

Has the master given up?

As far as he knew, the magistrate in the county was an old man nearing seventy. Perhaps the master hated the world and had given up.

If that's the case, then he's completely useless.

Or he could just give up and wait for his master to mess things up, then choose the next master.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we should have the results this afternoon."

cherry:?

What does this mean? The master is playing cryptic with him.

During her last trip up the mountain, Nanzhi obtained quite a few spiritual plants. After finishing her chores at home, Nanzhi had time to take out the spiritual herbs from her spatial storage and sell them.

Nanzhi, carrying a bundle, stopped in front of a courtyard.

Xiao Li San'er once said that only a few families in Tai Le Village had oxcarts, and only this family was responsible for taking people into the city.

Nanzhi walked into the courtyard. "Uncle Sun?"

Sun Zheng, who was weaving baskets with his head down, looked up and said, "Nan girl, what brings you here?"

Nanzhi explained her purpose: "Uncle Sun, I would like to use your oxcart."

Sun Zheng asked in surprise, "A young girl like you needs an adult to accompany her when she goes to the city. Are you going alone?"

Nan Zhi nodded, "Uncle Sun, don't worry, I'm just selling some things, I'll be back soon."

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing coughing coming from inside, Sun Zheng hurriedly put down the bamboo stick he was holding and ran inside.

Sun Zheng's family is in dire need of care. His son went to work in the city, leaving only the elderly couple. Sun Zheng's wife is ill, but the couple has been keeping it a secret from their son.

After a long while, Sun Zheng came out exhausted, clutching a bloodstained handkerchief in his hand.

“Nan girl, it’s not that your uncle doesn’t want to help you, it’s just that I can’t leave home.”

Since his wife fell ill, he has had to take care of her, which has caused him to miss a lot of business.

He doesn't have much money left, but if he goes out and something happens to his wife, he'll never have peace of mind for the rest of his life.

"Uncle Sun, does your aunt have tuberculosis?"

Sun Zheng nodded; everyone in the village probably knew about his wife's illness.

Upon hearing that he had tuberculosis, fewer and fewer people came to him to pick up goods. Today was his first order in a while, but he probably won't be able to leave now.

"Cherry, I need to buy medicine to cure tuberculosis."

"clear."

A transparent panel appeared in front of Nanzhi, with several numbers clearly written below: "One hundred taels of silver".

Penniless Namgyal...

Cherry sensed her master's predicament. "Master, you can pay on credit, but the repayment period is seven days."

"Buy it!" Nan Zhi said without hesitation.

"Uncle Sun, this is medicine for treating tuberculosis. Take it twice a day, and you'll get better soon."

Sun Zheng was taken aback, wondering where this girl had gotten this idea, but it was all out of good intentions, so he accepted it without taking it seriously.

In the afternoon, Song Hanyan arrived at the Nan family's door carrying some things.

Zhao Hui, with her sharp eyes, spotted the person in the courtyard at a glance, and then looked at what he was carrying. What else could she not understand? She hurried forward, "Oh my, Hunter Song, why have you come in person?"

Seeing the pile of things in his hands—wild pheasant, wild boar, and various other meats—Zhao Hui smiled and quickly reached out to take them. Unable to carry them all by herself, she called Nan Wenxuan over.

The two men carried a large pile of things with great excitement. "Father, Mother, we've brought Hunter Song."

Song Hanyan glanced at Nan Zhi, then went inside.

Nanzhi curiously eavesdropped at the doorway. Through the darkened bamboo curtain, she could still hear a little bit of what was happening.

A short while later, the person inside spoke.

"Nanzhi, come in." Nankai spoke, and with such a loud voice, she naturally couldn't pretend not to hear it.

Nan Zhi lifted the curtain and saw that all the members of the Nan family were grinning at her, especially Zhao Hui, whose mouth was stretched almost to the back of her head. The scene was quite eerie.

Nanzhi stood obediently in the center of the hall, saying, "Father, Mother."

"This is Song Hanyan, one of the best hunters in our village," Nankai introduced to Nanzhi.

Nan Zhi turned around and nodded to Song Hanyan, looking very obedient. Song Hanyan returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute.

Under the watchful eyes of their elders, the two got to know each other anew, and Nankai finally got straight to the point.

"Hunter Song, what exactly are you planning to do here today?"

The whole family was waiting for Song Hanyan to speak, looking anxious as if they were afraid he would refuse.

Song Hanyan raised his eyes, "I brought these things here today to propose marriage. I ask Uncle Nan to marry Nanzhi to me."

"Haha, good, good."

Nanzhi had never seen Nankai laugh heartily before, but today she had.

Nankai: "In that case, it's decided."

"Wait!" Nanzhi interrupted Nankai. "I don't want to."

Their smiles froze on their faces, and their hearts tightened.

When Hunter Song arrived with his goods, everyone in the surrounding area knew about it. If Nanzhi didn't agree, all the money he had earned would be wasted.

Zhao Hui was afraid the marriage would fall through, so she quickly smiled and acted as a peacemaker.

“Nanzhi, Hunter Song is a handsome and talented man. You will enjoy endless happiness if you marry him.”

Although Song Hanyan was tall, he had dark skin, a stubble beard, and exuded a terrifying murderous aura. He was completely unlike a handsome man, so it was hard to believe that Zhao Hui could lie through her teeth.

Song Hanyan stared intently into Nanzhi's eyes, his expression growing increasingly somber.

Nan Kai suppressed his anger. All this trouble was caused by her, and now he just wanted to marry Nan Zhi off as soon as possible.

She had originally set her sights on a local official, but the hunter Song offered her so much money that she had no choice but to marry him.

"This marriage is a must. Get out of here."

Fearing that Nanzhi would ruin things, Zhao Hui pushed her outside the door.

“You little slut, what are you saying?” Zhao Hui said in a low voice, “Do you know how good this marriage is? You’ll eat meat every day with him. What more could you want?”

Nanzhi was powerless to resist and had no idea what they were discussing inside.

The wedding date was finally set for three days later.

Nankai felt ashamed and did not go out on the day Nanzhi got married.

Although Song Hanyan had dressed up, his menacing aura remained.

Zhao Hui felt a chill every time he saw this person, so he nudged Nan Wenxuan beside him.

"Go and bring me that contract."

Nan Wenxuan was also scared, but he still carefully stepped forward and took it with his neck hunched.

Zhao Hui took it and glanced at it, feeling satisfied. She smiled and saw Song Hanyan out the door.

"To be honest, Hunter Song is really generous. Fifty taels of silver just to marry such a girl." Zhao Hui held the silver in her hand and examined it from head to toe. And so the marriage was settled.

"Fifty taels!"

The Nan family's annual income was only ten taels of silver, yet they asked Song Hanyan for fifty taels, not even counting the other things he brought to their door.

Nanzhi silently kept it in her heart.