This was made by Zhou Cunzhi's father, and as his son, he felt especially proud and honored.
"Brother, is what you're saying true? Our dad is so amazing! He actually made such an amazing oil press!" Zhou Cunzong also became interested.
That's an oil press that can increase oil yield by 50%! If this machine were widely available, his father would definitely become famous and receive a great reward.
"Why would I lie to you? The oil we have today was pressed by Dad using an oil press. Ten pounds of peanuts yielded more than six pounds of peanut oil."
"No wonder we stir-fried vegetables today." Zhou Cunzong looked at the nearly empty plate and understood why they used oil to stir-fry the vegetables today.
It seems his mother was happy to use the extra oil at home for cooking.
The little bit of broth from the stir-fried sweet potato leaves and the broth from the cauliflower, because they were oily, was used by others to mix with their rice.
In this era where oil is a rare treat, the broth from stir-fries should never be wasted, since it contains oil.
Because oil wasn't readily available in those days, Zhou Cunzong was so surprised to eat so many dishes cooked with so much oil today.
Whether it was the sauerkraut fish they ate or the sauerkraut fish his wife ate, the fish bones were fried in oil before being boiled to make a milky white soup.
The reason I made such a luxurious meal today is because we just pressed some oil at home.
As for where the peanuts came from, Zhou Cunzong did not investigate further.
His mother worked at the supply and marketing cooperative before he took over the job, so she already had a wide network of connections; she had also lived in Guangzhou for so many years, so she knew even more people.
In addition, they would occasionally go to the market in the countryside to trade for things like peanuts and soybeans, so it's really not surprising.
"Dad, you're amazing! You've built an oil press with such a high oil yield. Is there anything you can't do?"
Zhou Cunzong looked at his father with admiration.
Zhou Qingyun remained calm, saying, "I wouldn't give birth."
Everyone was speechless at his seemingly casual remark.
"The reason I can work so confidently and delve into these things is because of your mother's support."
"Without her, the house is a mess, and I can't focus all my energy on work."
"Half of my achievements are thanks to your mother's hard work."
The Zhou family looked at their mother with deep emotion. Their mother was so great; she had sacrificed so much.
Chen Suwen remained unfazed.
Yes, Zhou Qingyun's success is all thanks to her silent support behind the scenes; that's absolutely true.
"Dad, that oil press belongs to our family, right? If we make a new oil press for the factory later, can we bring that machine home?" Zhou Cunzhi asked his father curiously.
When his father asked him to make an oil press machine before, he seemed to have said that he paid for the materials himself and borrowed the machine from the factory.
In other words, that oil press belongs to their family, and they can simply move it back to their house and keep it there.
“Yes, it’s ours. We can move back in a few days,” Zhou Qingyun calmly told him.
"Wow--"
The Zhou family was very excited.
With this oil press, will it be less difficult for them to get oil in the future?
As for the raw materials for oil extraction?
Can't we just exchange it?
If all else fails, you can grow your own. It's better than not having an oil press at home and having to buy oil with coupons every time, only to run out of coupons and then not being able to buy any more.
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