Be a group favorite in the rebirth era

chapter 27

Song Chu sent out the two pheasants he brought, and there were a lot of chestnuts in the two bags.

The person in charge of the machine smiled happily, thinking that Director Guo's relative is not bad.

Guo Dong was also quite happy, not to mention that the food at home could be improved, the main reason was that Song Chu would come and make him face in front of this colleague in the factory.

Song Chu looked at the three oil presses, thought for a while and said, "Director Guo, can you help us take them back to the village with a tractor, and we will pay for the oil."

Otherwise, it would be impossible for one person to carry one back. She could do it, but the other two definitely couldn't.

Guo Dong is in a good mood, and Song Chu is pleasing to the eye now, he is his in-laws, and he will not refuse because of his sister, "No problem, I will arrange someone to send it back to you, and you don't have to pay for the gas, even if it is in the machine you bought .”

It's boring to ask for such a small amount of money, it's better to go along with the flow and be a favor.

Song Chu was not polite, "Then thank you Director Guo."

She made a note of this favor, and if she planned to send something to the third brother's family in the future, she would also give it to Guo Dong's family. The contacts were accumulated.

Tang Min thanked Guo Dong again. He knew that he made such a thoughtful arrangement for the sake of Song Chu's relatives.

His niece is indeed capable of doing things. She just wanted to be lazy before, but fortunately she has become enlightened now.

After the tractor was arranged and the oil press was moved up, the three of them followed on bicycles.

After returning to the village, it was not time for work to end. Hearing the rumbling sound of tractors, many people's attention was attracted.

Tang Min has already arranged the location of the oil-pressing workshop. It is an adobe thatched house with a small yard outside.

It happened that the old house was located at the end of the village, and when the tractor drove all the way nearby, Tang Min asked people to come down and move the oil press, and most of the villagers saw it.

"Song Chu really asked the captain to buy three oil presses, and he actually sent them to the village."

"I heard that the second elder brother of Song's third daughter-in-law is the leader of the oil mill. I'm afraid it's because of this relationship."

"This village tyrant has done something serious for the village."

"Will we not be short of oil in the future?"

"Who knows, Song Chu will be in charge of the oil-pressing workshop in the future, and she will collapse in a few days."

"Go, let's take a look first."

Most people in the village dropped their hoes and went to the old house to watch the fun.

Song Chu asked Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song to clean up the sanitation here in the morning. The two broken machines were put in the house first, and the repaired one was put in the yard.

She gave the tractor driver a dollar for hard work.

Originally, this person thought that the trip would be for nothing, and he was a little unhappy, but now that he got the hard work fee, his impression of Song Chu increased rapidly, and then he went back to the factory happily.

After returning, he praised Song Chu to Guo Dong for his enthusiasm and thoughtfulness, and he can be sent to go if such things happen in the future.

The man who drove the tractor left. Song Chu saw that the fourth son of Song was also joining in the fun around the yard, and asked him to go back and bring a bag of tea and fruits from home, as well as a tool for collecting oil.

Song Laosi nodded, ran back and quickly brought what she wanted.

Seeing that the courtyard was full of people, Song Chu cleared his throat and said, "Everyone probably doesn't know that tea oil fruits on the mountain can be squeezed for oil, right?"

"I don't know, I haven't even heard of it."

"What is tea oil fruit?"

"Is this oil really edible?"

Now that there are so many people, the villagers are not so afraid of Song Chu, and they asked loudly one by one.

Song Chu saw that they were getting excited, and said with a smile: "It's useless to say more, so now I will prove to you whether tea oil fruit can be squeezed into oil, what kind of oil is squeezed out, and whether it can be eaten."

She helped the old worker squeeze the oil once yesterday in the oil mill, and memorized all the operating steps of the machine.

Now the village has been connected to electricity. When the old house was connected to electricity, it was connected to the line when there were still people living in it. She got a plug board and the oil press can be plugged in.

Song Chu asked the Song family and Tang family who came to join in the fun to take out the tea seeds from the tea fruit first.

Then the preliminary steps began, and after it was done, put it in the oil press.

The villagers stared at the oil press curiously, eager to see through it.

"Oil is coming out, it's really coming out." Someone couldn't help shouting excitedly seeing a clear, transparent light yellow liquid flowing out of the oil press.

"Don't say it, it smells good."

Everyone else also laughed, "This wild fruit can really extract oil."

Before Song Chu pressed the oil, he asked Song Laosi to heat up the stove in the old house, and asked Song Laoer to bring over the cooking pot and seasonings, as well as a few Chinese cabbages at home.

She yelled at the villagers, "This Camellia oleifera has a high oil yield, and the most important raw material does not cost money. You will believe it."

"I believe it, I believe it!" Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, they are not blind.

Song Chu took a bowl of oil in a large bowl, and asked Song Laoer to fry cabbage with it, "Everyone will try the taste of the vegetables fried with this oil later."

"Okay!" Everyone cheered loudly when they saw that she asked Song Laoer to use this oil to stir-fry. They were all curious about the taste.

The atmosphere became more lively, and some people came to the stove to watch Song Lao Er stir-fry cabbage.

Song Chu also introduced the benefits of camellia oil during this break, and told everyone that some places in other provinces specially use this oil, which is a normal edible oil, so there is no need to worry about harming the body, but it is very nutritious.

If you don't believe me, you can check it in the library. These are what she found in the book.

The cultural level in the village is relatively low, and they actually have some respect for knowledge and books. When they heard her say that, they didn't doubt it, and they all expressed their trust in her.

Soon, Song Laoer got up to stir-fry a few big bowls of cabbage, took a few pairs of chopsticks, and asked everyone to taste a small chopsticks.

Few people in the village are obsessed with cleanliness, so they don't dislike passing on the cabbage together.

Originally, the camellia oil smelled fragrant and pure, and Song Lao Er was willing to put in seasonings. After eating this fried cabbage, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Delicious, this oil is really fragrant."

"It's delicious, much better than my fried ones."

"This tea oil is really good."

People who have tasted it, whether it is the taste or the psychological effect of following the trend, feel that the Chinese cabbage fried with tea oil is too delicious.

Some families in the village can’t get enough to eat, let alone stir-fry vegetables with oil, and other families live a tight life. They use oil sparingly, and the dishes fried with oil naturally taste mediocre.

In fact, even if it is not fried with tea oil, as long as you are willing to put oil and seasoning, the cabbage will be delicious.

It's just that Song Chu deliberately wanted to impress everyone. The dishes fried with tea oil were so fragrant, they wanted it.

"Is this oil delicious?" She asked knowingly.

"Delicious!" All the men, women and children in the village laughed and shouted loudly.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Want to eat!"

"Do you want to share the oil?"

"I want to share!"

Okay, with the last sentence, everyone has common interests, and she will be able to trick them next.

(End of this chapter)