County Magistrate Wang also saw this girl at first, and he secretly complained:
Whose child is this? She is not here to watch the fun on the roadside, but standing in such a conspicuous position. She is definitely a country girl who doesn't know etiquette.
He also thought that his daughter was sensible. When she met someone talking about serious matters, the child would definitely not leave the house.
But today, his main purpose is to be close to the people.
The soybean oil business was booming, so of course he also ate stir-fried dough sticks and fried dough sticks. It tastes really good.
He secretly visited the county town for two days and found that soybean oil really had unlimited business opportunities.
If he does it well, he will not only gain fame and fortune, but also be promoted to a higher position.
You know, he has been a county magistrate for ten years. From one county to another, they are all transferred evenly.
When Song Jinxiu saw the old monk greeting her, she could only put her hands together and said, "Amitabha, hello, Master."
The village chief smiled and introduced: "This is our acting clan leader."
The head of the village said to Song Jinxiu again: "Jinxiu, come here and let me introduce you to someone. This is our parent official, County Magistrate Wang."
Song Jinxiu smiled slightly, neither arrogant nor humble, and bowed to County Magistrate Wang with a fist clasped, "Jinxiu, the acting clan leader of Songjia Village, greets County Magistrate Wang."
Since the village head grandfather had said that she would be the successor to the clan leader, she had to accept his honor and support him.
County Magistrate Wang looked at the legal advisor beside him and asked: Is this the patriarch of Songjia Village?
The master blinked: I don’t know? This Songjia Village is unknown, and there is not even a scholar. Who would care about who is the patriarch of the clan?
County Magistrate Wang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Ahahaha, young clan leader, don't be too aggressive, women are not inferior to men."
In fact, he was thinking: Isn't this Songjia Village full of nonsense? A girl is the clan leader. Is this playing tricks on the whole clan? Are you making fun of him on purpose?
But thinking about his visit today, he concealed the annoyance in his eyes.
The head of the village formally led Song Jinxiu to meet the officials one by one. Everyone was wondering in their hearts: Is there no one left in Songjia Village? It is unheard of for a little girl to be the clan leader.
The old patriarch was very satisfied with his son's performance today.
Yes, that's it. The little girl appeared in front of the county magistrate as the clan leader. She can no longer shirk her responsibilities as the clan leader.
He looked at the officials with different expressions and laughed in his heart: I'm not afraid that you will look down on me now. When you see the girl's ability later, you will have no choice but to admire her.
When the old monk was introduced, Song Jinxiu learned that there was a position called "Senghuisi" in the county. It was usually held by monks and was in charge of all the monks in the county.
The young Taoist priest was not young anymore, he was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and was in charge of the Taoist Association, in charge of all Taoist priests in the county, issuing certificates of ordination and other matters.
County Magistrate Wang has moved the entire county government office here?
Everyone bowed and greeted each other. County Magistrate Wang got straight to the point and said, "Recently, the soybean oil from your village has become very popular throughout Lunshan County. Is this soybean oil really made from soybeans?"
He looked at this soybean many times, steamed it, and boiled it, but no matter what he did, it would not turn into yellow soybean oil.
So, when he came today, he had to check it out.
The lawyer quickly explained: "The county magistrate is concerned about people's livelihood. This soybean oil is a new and exotic thing. Can we rest assured that someone must personally check it?"
The county magistrate also said: "Our county magistrate is worried about the people's livelihood. Your soybean oil is new and delicious. How can he be at ease if he hasn't seen it himself?"
The Dianshi cleared his throat and said, "Song Lizheng, let me be frank first. This soybean oil of yours is harmful to your health. As a Dianshi, I will not show mercy!"
Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows and glanced at County Magistrate Wang, who seemed not to have heard what the official at hand said, and was chatting with a few elders.
Let the hand show some power first? Okay, let’s talk about conditions later?
The head of the village smiled and said, "Don't worry, Dianshi. We have tried this soybean oil for a few months. It is just like rapeseed oil and sesame oil. It can be used for cooking, frying and stir-frying. Think about it, our ancestors have eaten soybeans for generations. This soybean oil is made from soybeans. Don't worry, it is very safe."
County Magistrate Wang then smiled and said, "I have also taken the time to come here, so let's not waste time. Song Lizheng will lead the way. Let's first see how this soybean oil is made."
The head of the village said quickly, "It's rare for our parents to come and visit us, and it's already this time. Let's eat first. We have specially prepared a soybean oil banquet to welcome you."
Soybean oil feast?
Everyone is indeed curious.
Minister of War Zhou Kunran may have eaten vegetable oil, and other high-ranking officials and nobles may have eaten it, but the officials of Lunshan County, including Magistrate Wang, had never eaten it before.
So everyone moved to the main house, where the second grandmother led the aunts and women in the village to work in the kitchen for a long time.
In addition to a few home-cooked dishes, the main dish is fried food.
Because Song Jinxiu said, everything can be blown up.
First of all, the table will have fried various kinds of flowers.
Fried hibiscus flowers, fried pumpkin flowers, fried dried locust flowers...
Wash the flowers, coat them with egg liquid and deep-fry them until golden brown. They are crispy and have a floral aroma.
Then fry various leaves, fried mulberry leaves, fried pepper leaves, fried basil leaves, fried coriander...
Then fry chicken wings, chicken legs, chicken nuggets, crispy pork, meat and vegetarian dumplings, fried dough sticks, and fried pancakes...
I've eaten fried meatballs, but I didn't expect that flower leaves could also be fried. It's so novel.
The officials were eating with their mouths full of oil. After eating and drinking some bitter tea, County Magistrate Wang could no longer sit still and was even more eager to see the oil press workshop.
This fried food is delicious and the soybean oil is economical. Magistrate Wang could feel that this soybean oil would enter thousands of households.
Then this soybean oil business will have a bright future.
As the parent official of Lunshan County, he must report to the court such a good thing that happened within his jurisdiction and was related to the people's livelihood. This is a political achievement.
He glanced at Song Lizheng and Song Jinxiu. They were both ignorant and stupid people. They probably couldn't imagine the importance of soybean oil to the people's livelihood in Cangwu.
That's even better, the credit won't be shared with them. It is always better to save yourself money than to save others money.
So he couldn't wait to visit the oil pressing workshop.
When he has a thorough understanding, he will let his own people open an oil press workshop, and then write a memorial to the court, saying that this soybean oil was invented by his own family. By then, he will gain both fame and fortune...
When the head of the village heard this, he knew he couldn't escape it, so he just let Song Jinxiu arrange it.
Then he said, "This soybean oil workshop is our clan's industry. Our young clan leader is in charge of this matter. If anyone wants to ask about the workshop, she has to explain it to you."
"What? You let a little girl take charge of such a big business?"
The head of the village said: "This oil press workshop was invented by our young clan leader. Without her, we wouldn't know that soybeans can produce oil in addition to tofu."
Everyone immediately looked at Song Jinxiu, and their initial disdain turned into inquiry.
County Magistrate Wang showed a sincere smile on his face.
Little girls are good, and little girls are easier to fool.
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