Dressed as a top-notch girl, leading the whole village to become rich

Early the next morning, Old Man Ye went to find the clan elders with soybean oil in a bamboo tube. When Ye Guo was still sleeping soundly, the yard of his house was already crowded with people.

"Dafu, is this really oil?" Looking at the oil dripping down, the third master's heart was trembling.

"You mean, you want all the villagers to join you in pressing oil and selling it?"

The elder of the third clan felt that his death was worth it. He had lived for so long and never knew that soybeans could be used to produce oil.

Ever since everyone started digging lotus roots together, the elders in the tribe have looked up to their family.

When Ye Guo started teaching everyone how to plant seedlings, they held countless small meetings in private, all thinking about repaying him in the future.

Before I even have a chance to catch my breath, soybean oil comes along.

Smoke is coming out of the Ye family’s ancestral tomb. Is it too late to ask the clan to worship Xiaoguo now?

The head of the village swallowed his saliva and wanted to reach out to dip some oil to taste it to see if it was real.

There were many people who had the same idea as him. The first one to do this was Anshun... While everyone was still struggling with whether it was true or not, he secretly stretched out his index finger to catch a drop of oil under the slot, and then stuffed it into his mouth at lightning speed.

Two "baji" sounds.

"Oh my god, this is really oil. What a fragrant oil!"

Anshun's voice rose again and again due to shock, and then was covered by a slap from Boss Ye.

"Xiaoguo is still sleeping. If you yell again, I'll kick you out."

Ye Anshun knew that they held him in high esteem, but it was already noon and he hadn’t gotten up yet?

They were all called over from the fields just now.

But soybean oil was invented by Ye Guo.

He then covered his mouth tightly on his own initiative, and no sound came out.

"Soybeans can indeed be pressed to produce oil. Every household in the village has a lot of soybeans. If we can't finish them ourselves, we can sell them out to make money."

"But if the prices are not uniform and the quality is different, the business won't last long."

"We are all from the same village, so we all prosper and suffer together, so we come up with the recipe, the clan comes up with the rules, and we all make money together."

Although Old Man Ye didn't have much education, he was able to raise a large family and keep them so harmonious. He must have something extraordinary about him.

The first thing that comes to mind is his tolerance.

As soon as these words were spoken, the yard fell silent.

"We squeezed oil all night last night. Grandma has already distributed it in small bamboo tubes, one for each family. Uncles and elders, take it home first and have a meal with oil in it for lunch."

"Our family has been able to stay in Yejia Village for so many years and has gone through countless ups and downs, all thanks to the support of all the elders and fellow villagers."

"I believe that as long as we work together, our lives will get better and better."

Ye Li is indeed a scholar. With just a few words, he not only praised everyone, but also instilled in everyone the idea of unity.

When everyone had left, Ye Guo naturally woke up.

Breakfast was specially made, with eggs, meat, vegetables, and a glass of goat milk.

Ever since they discovered that her skin became whiter and smoother after drinking goat's milk, the family has specially sent someone to find a ewe with lambs.

"Have you said everything? No one objects, right?" Ye Guo asked Xiao Wan.

Xiaowan now admires her so much that she wishes she could serve her 24 hours a day.

I was very confused by what she said, "That's oil! How could anyone object to that?"

"I think the village will probably erect a monument to commemorate your passing."

Ye Guo: That’s a bit exaggerated.

She just listened and continued to analyze, "If we want to sell this oil, we still need a fixed shop."

"It seems that there is no family in the village that has such conditions."

Ye Wan nodded, "There is no fixed shop in Santan, let alone the county town."

This is a very sophisticated statement.

Before she even thought about where to sell the oil, Xiaowan had already considered the county town.

With this vision, she has the potential to become a strong woman.

"Xiao Wan, are you a good student?" Ye Guo asked while eating. There was even honey added to the steamed egg in the bowl.

The taste is, well, very special.

Ye Guo ate slowly and listened carefully to her answer.

"Not bad, no problem with calculations within 100."

"The best math person in the family is Xiaolu."

"Oh~" Ye Guo was surprised, "How is he so good?"

"I am slow at calculating, but he can do mental arithmetic quickly and well."

"Will the science exam include arithmetic?"

Ye Guo asked when he didn't understand.

Xiao Wan didn't know much about the imperial examination. "I don't know, but it's taught in the clan school."

Before the two of them could continue, Father Ye and his men came in. Seeing that Ye Guo had almost finished eating, he asked, "You said last night that the squeezing method could be improved. Do you have any idea?"

"The villagers are so happy now that they can't wait for the autumn harvest and want to squeeze soybean oil." Ali added a reason.

Ye Guo: ...

"Let me look around first. The stone is really slow and can't squeeze it thoroughly. How about this, Dad, you go ask Uncle Yang to help make a big wooden hammer."

"Let's do it the same way we do rice cakes. It should be more efficient than the current method."

Old Man Ye didn’t understand what efficiency was, but he understood the principle and went out without saying a word.

The soybeans that the family had harvested earlier had already been turned into soybean oil. But Old Lady Ye, Mrs. Su, and Xiao Wan were still frying soybeans in the pot.

These are the thank-you gifts just sent by the villagers.

"Xiaoguo, wouldn't it be too much of a loss for you to just give the recipe away like this?" Old Mrs. Ye looked at her daughter, her face overflowing with love.

It’s great that both parents are here.

Ye Guo was grateful in his heart, and his words were warm, "We are all from the same village, so if we want to sell our oil, we should sell it to them first."

"But we can't make much money just by selling to them, so why not work together to make more money?"

"Hello everyone is really good."

Ye Li said that she had learned a lesson, and the two little ones looked at her with a halo in their eyes.

You know, what Ye Guo was thinking at this time was, Daqing is a vast country with abundant resources, is it true that no one knows about soybean oil?

This matter still needs to be asked.

She then turned around and went back into the house, took out paper and charcoal, and started writing again.

But this time the recipient of the letter was Ye Xuan.

The background of the book is really a mess from various dynasties. For example, how did corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes achieve low yields?

I feel that the ones grown in the fields don’t grow as well as the wild ones in the mountains.

But it seems that everyone takes the production of these things for granted.

Ye Guo hoped more than once to have a conversation with the Minister of Agriculture of Daqing.

But unfortunately, Yejia Village is not worthy of having Si Nong come to inspect.

Hyundai can complain, but Daqing can only wait.

It’s the same old saying, the lower class people don’t deserve human rights.

And she, after being in the book for so long, is still struggling at the bottom.