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

County Magistrate Wang smiled. "Ahaha, it's true that heroes emerge from youth, and women are no less capable than men. Young Clan Leader Song, please show me your soybean oil workshop."

Song Jinxiu smiled, stood up obediently, and said helplessly, "Originally, our workshop is confidential and cannot be visited by outsiders."

When County Magistrate Wang heard this, he was displeased. Is he keeping it secret from me too?

Song Jinxiu saw his gloomy expression and smiled.

"But if we don't let others see it, how can we stop you from seeing it? You are our father and mother, and you will definitely keep it a secret for us. Right, Mr. County Magistrate?"

County Magistrate Wang stood up and nodded, saying, "Of course. Young Clan Leader, please lead the way!"

Not only would he not tell anyone, he even had to keep the oil-pressing technique a secret!

Song Jinxiu took two steps with a smile on her face, looked at the crowd of more than ten people behind the county magistrate, and said, "Sir, there are too many people here. My workshop is small. How about asking some people to stay and wait?"

County Magistrate Wang glanced behind him and saw that there were indeed quite a few people. He had originally planned to come down on his own, in disguise, but the troublemaker County Magistrate had actually gathered so many people waiting outside the county government office, saying that they wanted to follow him to understand the people's sentiments.

He had no choice but to bring them here.

"Okay, then..."

He wanted to say, "Then I'll go alone."

County Magistrate Wu Guiqu said loudly at this time: "Sir, I must go and take a look and help you check it out."

The Dianshi also said: "This is my duty, I have to go."

The county magistrate was actually very depressed. Although these two men were his subordinates, they were both cunning foxes. It seemed that he would not be able to keep the soybean oil achievement for himself.

He said with a forced smile, "Of course, how can we be without the two adults? We will go together."

What he meant was that if there were any political achievements, we should share them.

The county magistrate and the registrar immediately acted respectfully: "Your Excellency, please go first."

Song Jinxiu looked at the three people flirting with each other. Are they all eyeing soybean oil?

Song Jinxiu remained calm and led the three adults out of the village head's yard.

Suddenly, she stopped.

County Magistrate Wang also had to stop and asked in confusion, "Young Patriarch Song, why aren't you leaving?"

Song Jinxiu frowned and said, "I forgot something."

County Magistrate Wang asked impatiently, "What's the matter? Wait until you've inspected the oil press before you do anything."

Song Jinxiu shook her head and said, "I'd better say it first. The Registrar has already said that we must speak out loud and clear."

County Magistrate Wang glanced at the Dianshi, who was also very depressed. Didn’t he want to give Songjia Village a warning at that time?

County Magistrate Wu Guiqu glanced at the two of them, laughed, and said, "Young Clan Leader Song, you're learning something and applying it right away. Young Clan Leader, please tell me, what else do you want to do?"

He finally realized that the little girl didn't want them to see the oil press workshop!

That's right, this is the ability to make a living, who would let me see it? Isn't it that Lord Wang wants to use his power to pressure others and insist on seeing it?

It’s just a small village like Songjia Village, so people wouldn’t dare to be unwilling, right?

Hey! If you ask me, County Magistrate Wang is such a glutton. He might as well just give it his full support. With this soybean oil, is there really no way out for Lunshan County?

But what could he, a county magistrate, say? He could only keep up with the county magistrate's steps and prevent him from using Lunshan County as a springboard to harm the people here.

As the saying goes, the county magistrate is permanent, but the county magistrate is transient.

The county magistrate was promoted, but he, the county magistrate, still has to live here!

Song Jinxiu had no idea of the twists and turns these people were using. She glanced at County Magistrate Wang and said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you something, Your Excellency."

It turned out to be one thing. County Magistrate Wang's expression relaxed and he said as he walked: "Tell me."

Song Jinxiu blinked and said, "I have a relative in the capital. I kindly gave him some soybean oil, but he reported it to the emperor. He sent a letter back saying that we should wait for the imperial edict. Without the imperial edict, this oil pressing technique cannot be revealed to outsiders."

"what?"

Magistrate Wang stopped dead in his tracks, and the registrar's mouth dropped open in surprise. Even the county magistrate stared at her in disbelief.

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "It's okay. The three adults are not outsiders. Let's go. I will take you there."

The three of them couldn't even move a step.

After a while, the official said sternly, "It's not right for the little girl to speak without thinking. If you speak ill of the emperor, you will be beheaded."

Song Jinxiu's face was extremely calm. She said sternly, "Master Dianshi, you scared me. I dare not say anything careless. My relatives said that anyone who visits the oil press workshop must record it.

If the core technology is leaked and the emperor blames us, we can investigate among these people.

That's why I think you're right. It's important to be upfront about the ugly things."

County Magistrate Wang gave her a deep look. He had underestimated this girl. Whether true or false, the fact that she said this at least showed that she knew the importance of soybean oil.

County Magistrate Wang hesitated.

If he were alone, he would insist on going to take a look. Even if he didn't do anything himself, he would wait until the emperor sent someone to inspect it.

He glanced at the registrar and the county magistrate. With these two people following him, if they did something bad in his name, he would never be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Besides, even if the emperor doesn’t take it seriously, the relatives in the capital mentioned by this girl are not pushovers either.

Can an ordinary person submit a memorial to the emperor?

He smiled and asked, "Do you have any relatives in the capital?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and nodded, "Yes, he helped my uncle get the floating ticket."

"Floating ticket? Your uncle is...?"

"Zhang Zihan, I lost my certificate of being a scholar when I was fleeing famine. My relatives helped me get a floating ticket. I will be taking part in the Autumn Examination soon."

"Zhang Zihan?"

County Magistrate Wang remembered that the president of Kunshan Academy had approached him about Zhang Zihan, but he had declined at that time.

He never does anything risky.

County Magistrate Wang asked doubtfully, "Is it done? Are there floating tickets for this year's Autumn Examination?"

Song Jinxiu nodded, "Yes, it's this year."

County Magistrate Wang was shocked. This relative of hers was indeed extraordinary. She was able to obtain floating tickets. At least she could have a say in the prefectural government.

"Never mind. I suddenly remembered some important official business to attend to. I won't go to the oil press today."

County Magistrate Wang was about to return home, and a group of officials also stood up to follow him.

The village head quickly gave each person a small jar of soybean oil.

Before leaving, County Magistrate Wang was very enthusiastic towards Song Jinxiu. "I have a daughter at home who is about your age. Come over to play when you have time. You two sisters are about the same age, so you should be able to get along well."

The county magistrate also said: "Yes, little clan leader Song, when you come to the county town in the future, please come to my house to play. My children are young, but I have a younger sister who is not married yet. I like playing with little girls the most."

Dianshi: I have no daughter or sister, only a silly boy. How about getting him engaged?

The officials didn't know what had happened. The three adults came back as soon as they left the courtyard gate, and were unusually enthusiastic towards the little girl. Did they miss something?

After seeing off the officials from the county government, the old patriarch smiled and said to everyone, "Today is a good day. I officially declare that Song Jinxiu, the eighteenth-generation great-great-granddaughter of the Song family, will be the patriarch of the Song family. Now let's invite our ancestors, open the ancestral hall, and offer sacrifices to them!"