Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Song Chunsheng was worried about leaving his stepfather to accompany Su Mo.

If even my biological father is unreliable, how can my stepfather be reliable?

If it weren't for Jinxiu, could he concentrate on studying?

And this general, how old is he? He wants to marry his beloved sister at such an old age. Unless there is an imperial decree, forget it.

Back then, his father ruthlessly drove his mother away, which left a shadow in his heart.

Watching her brother leave in a hurry, Song Jinxiu looked up at the sunset in the sky. Well, she should just take it one step at a time. It is better to rely on herself than on a man. Only by relying on herself can she be the most reliable, isn't it?

However, you still have to hug the thighs you should hug and borrow the east wind you should borrow.

Back in the front yard, at the door to the living room, my brother's Xiao Si Xiao Jiu was guarding the door: "Young Master said men are talking, and he won't let the young lady in."

Song Jinxiu was depressed: Why is there still gender discrimination at home?

She secretly lay down to look inside through the crack of the door and was pulled aside by her mother.

"Let's put everything else aside. Since they sent us floating tickets, we have to provide a meal. Go ask Cheng Hu if they have any game ready-made and buy some back."

Song Jinxiu: "Don't you have servants? Why do you want me to go?"

Tian Xinghua: "What? I don't need you anymore?"

Well, she was wrong today, and both of her bosses at home were not in a good mood. Song Jinxiu had no choice but to go to Cheng Hu's house in the back street.

I don't know what the old patriarch, Zhang Bangchui, my brother and Su Mo said behind closed doors.

When Song Jinxiu came back with two pheasants, several people were already watching the children practicing martial arts in the yard as if nothing had happened.

I took a few glances but didn't see anything unusual.

Song Jinxiu then carried the pheasant to the kitchen and saw the servants chopping meat.

Song Jinxiu asked, "Do you want to eat dumplings today?"

"No, Madam ordered the meatballs fried in soybean oil."

Song Jinxiu glanced at the half-filled pot of soybean oil beside her, her eyes twinkling as she said, "Free up a pot for me, and I'll cook the food myself."

The eldest daughter cooked by herself, and everyone was very curious and gathered around to watch.

Even Jinfang and Qiu Sheng came over to watch.

Tian Xinghua stood at the kitchen door, frowning as she looked at her eldest daughter who was busy at the stove.

It is said that girls should not be kept when they grow up, but how old is this child?

She hasn't seen the child cook since she came back.

But look at her today, she doesn't mind the smoke or the dirtiness of the ash, and she doesn't even wear an apron. She can fry, stir-fry, and deep-fry. Doesn't that mean she can cook?

Why didn’t you cook before?

Tian Xinghua glanced at Su Mo, who was instructing the children in martial arts. Is this man really that good?

Tian Xinghua felt bad that her daughter cooked for a man.

Song Chunsheng also felt bad.

He was really disappointed with his sister. Didn’t she just say that she would listen to her brother in everything?

So who was she cooking for when she first started cooking?

Is this to let him know how much she likes this guy?

Song Chunsheng told his younger brother to invite the village head to his house for dinner, and Xiao Qiu Sheng trotted away.

Soon, the village head arrived and exchanged greetings with Su Mo again.

One after another, novel and beautiful dishes were served on the table. Everyone was stunned by the sight, but Tian Xinghua and Song Chunsheng felt upset.

Seeing Song Jinxiu sitting down next to Su Mo.

Song Chunsheng finally couldn't help it, "What are you doing sitting here? Go back inside and eat."

Song Jinxiu winked at him and whispered, "Brother, don't make trouble. I have to tell you the names of the dishes."

Song Chunsheng: ...

Song Jinxiu first picked up a meatball for the old patriarch and said, "Grandpa, I made this myself. Try it. How does it taste?"

The old patriarch took it with a smile, took a bite, and nodded, "Hmm, it tastes good."

She smiled and invited the village head to eat. The village head praised her politely and invited the guest to eat.

Song Jinxiu then pointed at the fish-flavored shredded pork and said to Su Mo with a smile, "Try this. Fish-flavored shredded pork, fried in soybean oil."

The fish-flavored shredded pork is sour and spicy, with the right amount of salty and sweet. More importantly, the shredded pork is tender, fragrant and not greasy.

"Good cooking skills, delicious." Su Mo praised repeatedly.

Song Jinxiu pointed to another dish and said, "Try this. Stir-fried pork with bok choy. Stir-fried with soybean oil."

The bok choy is light and refreshing, and the meat slices are fat but not greasy.

Su Mo gave a thumbs up and said, "It's delicious."

I didn't expect that this girl also has cooking skills. It's pretty good, comparable to the royal chef. Su Mo's eyes lit up when he looked at Song Jinxiu.

This girl really gives him constant surprises.

Song Chunsheng glared at Old Song's peach blossom eyes: "You're flirting again. There are so many people sitting in this room. Can't you restrain yourself a little?"

The village head blinked his eyes: What's going on? Did he miss something?

The old patriarch blinked his eyes and said, "What are you planning, little girl?

Song Jinxiu pointed at the fried eggs with chives and said, "Try this and guess what it's made of."

Su Mo took a bite and was amazed by the taste and texture.

"It looks like an egg, but why is it so soft and doesn't taste like lard? How did you do it?"

"It's very simple, just stir-fry it in soybean oil. Isn't it delicious?"

Su Mo was in a good mood, smiling broadly, "Yes, it is indeed delicious, comparable to the imperial chef's."

Song Jinxiu pointed at the dishes on the table proudly and raised her eyebrows at Su Mo.

"This, braised eggplant, is fried in soybean oil. This vegetarian dish, three fresh vegetables, is fried in soybean oil. This twice-cooked pork, is fried in soybean oil. I cook all these dishes in soybean oil."

Song Chunsheng became increasingly frustrated: Is this girl looking for a fight? Who is she flirting with?

The old patriarch's eyes were bright and reserved. He glanced at Chunsheng and signaled him to be patient.

Su Mo finally came to his senses.

The little girl kept saying that it was fried with soybean oil. It seems that soybean oil is the key to making this dish delicious.

"What is soybean oil?"

Song Jinxiu: I've been waiting for you to say this

“Of course it’s extracted from soybeans.”

So Song Jinxiu talked about the soybean oil extraction process.

"Using my method, not only is the soybean oil yield high, around 15%, but if you use peanuts, rapeseed, or sesame, the oil yield is even higher, up to around 50%!"

Although Su Mo had been in the Hidden Sect for ten years, he was a superior after all, and he quickly discovered the important information in Song Jinxiu's words.

The education he received since childhood taught him that governing a country should be based on regularity and benefiting the people. Soybean oil, if done well, will benefit the people's livelihood.

He tasted the dishes one by one and listened carefully to the little girl talking about oil extraction and the benefits of vegetable oil.

Talk about the oil yield of sesame oil and rapeseed oil.

Apart from anything else, the fact that soybeans can be used to produce oil is a discovery that benefits both the country and the people.

Because the yield of soybeans in Cangwu is very impressive. Although the oil yield of 15% is not as high as that of sesame, it is still as high as the yield of soybeans!

"Are you sure your oil extraction method can produce an oil yield of around 15% from soybeans?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to visit my own oil press workshop."

"Okay, I won't eat anymore. I'll go take a look first."

Su Mo said this, put down his chopsticks and stood up.

This is what soldiers are like, decisive and efficient.