Song Chu gave away the two pheasants he brought, and also filled two bags with a lot of chestnuts.

The man who was in charge of the machines took it with a smile on his face, thinking that Director Guo was a pretty good relative.

Guo Dong was also quite happy. Not only could his family’s food improve, but mainly because Song Chu was capable of handling things, which gave him face in front of his colleague at the factory.

Song Chu looked at the three oil presses, thought for a moment and said, "Director Guo, can you use a tractor to help us pull it back to the village? We'll pay for the gas."

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

Guo Dong was in a good mood. He liked Song Chu now. They were in-laws, so he would not refuse for his sister's sake. "No problem. I'll arrange for someone to send it back to you. You don't have to pay for the gas. It will be included in the machine you bought."

There's no point in asking for such a small amount of money. It's better to go with the flow and do a favor.

Song Chu was not polite, "Thank you, Director Guo."

She took note of this favor and planned to give a portion to Guo Dong's family whenever she sent gifts to her third brother's family in the future. Connections are accumulated.

Tang Min thanked Guo Dong again. He knew that Guo Dong made such thoughtful arrangements out of consideration for Song Chu's relatives.

His niece was indeed a capable person. She just wanted to be lazy before, but fortunately she has come to her senses now.

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

When we returned to the village, it was not yet time to get off work, but when we heard the rumbling sound of the tractor, many people's attention was attracted.

Tang Min had already arranged a location for the oil press workshop, a former uninhabited adobe and thatched house with a small courtyard outside.

It happened that the old house was located at the end of the village. When the tractor drove all the way nearby, Tang Min asked people to get off and move the oil press. Most of the villagers saw it.

"Song Chu actually asked the team leader to buy three oil presses, and he even sent them to the village."

"I heard that the second brother of Song Laosan's wife is a leader in the oil mill. I'm afraid this is the relationship."

"This village bully has done something good for the village."

"Will we no longer be short of oil in the future?"

"Who knows? Song Chu may be in charge of the oil press in the future. Don't let her ruin it in a few days."

"Let's go and take a look first."

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

In the morning, Song Chu asked Sister-in-law Song and Sister-in-law Song to clean the place. The two broken machines were put in the house first, and the repaired one was placed in the yard.

She gave the tractor driver a dollar as a reward.

This man originally thought that his hard work had been in vain and he was a little unhappy. But now that he had received the hard work pay, his impression of Song Chu improved rapidly and he went back to the factory happily.

After returning, he praised Song Chu to Guo Dong for his enthusiasm and thoughtfulness, and said that if there were such things in the future, he could be sent there.

The man driving the tractor left. Seeing that Song Laosi was also joining in the fun in the yard, Song Chu asked him to go back and bring over a bag of tea and fruit from his home, as well as tools for collecting oil.

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

Seeing that the courtyard was full of people, Song Chu cleared his throat and said, "I think everyone doesn't know that the tea oil fruits on the mountain can be used to extract oil."

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

"What is tea oil fruit?"

“Can this oil really be eaten after it’s been squeezed out?”

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

Seeing that they were getting excited, Song Chu smiled and said, "No matter how much I say, it's useless, so now I'm going to prove to you whether tea oil fruit can be used to extract oil, what the extracted oil is like, and whether it can be eaten."

She had helped the old worker press oil once at the oil press factory yesterday and had memorized all the operating steps of the machine.

Song Chu asked the Song and Tang family members 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, it was put into the oil press.

The villagers stared at the oil press curiously, looking forward to it.

"Oil is coming out, it's really coming out." Seeing the clear and transparent light yellow liquid flowing out of the oil press, someone couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"Don't mention it, it smells pretty good."

The others also laughed, "This wild fruit can really be used to extract oil."

Before Song Chu started pressing the oil, he asked Song Lao Si to light the stove in the old house, and asked Song Lao Er to bring the cooking pot and seasonings, and also took a few cabbages from home.

She shouted to the villagers, "The oil yield of this oil-tea is quite high, and most importantly, the raw materials are free. Do you believe it now?"

"I believe it, I believe it!" What you hear is not as good as what you see. They are not blind.

Song Chu took a bowl of oil in a large bowl and asked Song Lao Er to use it to stir-fry the cabbage. "Everyone, try the dishes cooked with this oil later."

"Okay!" Everyone responded loudly and happily when they saw her let Song Lao Er use the oil to cook. They were all curious about the taste.

The atmosphere became even more lively, and some people even came over to the stove to watch Song Lao Er frying cabbage.

Song Chu also introduced the benefits of tea oil during this break and told everyone that some places in other provinces specialize in using this oil to extract oil. It is a normal edible oil and there is no need to worry about harming the body. On the contrary, it is very nutritious.

If you don’t believe it, you can go to the library to check. These are what she discovered while reading.

The villagers had a relatively low cultural level and actually had some awe towards knowledge and books. When they heard her say this, they had no doubts and expressed their belief in her.

Soon, Song Lao Er fried several large bowls of cabbage, and took a few pairs of chopsticks, asking everyone to pass it around and taste a small chopstick.

There are basically no people with mysophobia in the village, so no one would mind passing around and tasting the cabbage.

Tea oil has a refreshing aroma and pure taste, and Song Laoer was willing to add seasoning, so everyone's eyes lit up while eating the stir-fried cabbage.

"Delicious, this oil is so fragrant."

"It's delicious, much better than the stir-fried food I have at home."

“This tea oil is really good.”

People who have tried it think that the cabbage fried with tea oil is delicious, whether because of the taste or the psychological effect of following the trend.

Some families in the village can't even get enough food, let alone cook with oil. Other families also live a tight life and use oil very sparingly. Naturally, the dishes they cook with oil taste average.

In fact, even if you don’t use tea oil to stir-fry, the cabbage will still taste good as long as you are willing to add oil and seasoning.

It’s just that Song Chu deliberately wanted to create a very deep impression on everyone. The dishes cooked with tea oil are so fragrant and they want them.

"Is this oil delicious?" she asked knowingly.

"It's delicious!" The men, women, young and old in the village all laughed and shouted.

"Do you still want to eat?"

“I want to eat!”

"Want to share the oil?"

"I want to share!"

Okay, with this last sentence, everyone has common interests, and it will be easier for her to trick them next.

(End of this chapter)