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

Song Jinxiu was depressed. How could she explain this?

It seems like lying isn't a good idea, right? Don't lead people astray.

Stared at by two pairs of eager eyes, Song Jinxiu felt pressured but had to try her best to explain alcohol, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, fungi, bacteria, and pathogens.

Although she tried her best to explain it in a simple and easy-to-understand way, Dr. Li and his grandson still only understood half of what she said.

The village head and Song Chunsheng were even more confused and didn't know what to say.

Doctor Li asked in confusion, "Miss Song, we really know nothing about what you're talking about. May I ask where you got all this information from? Do you have a famous teacher?"

Song Jinxiu quickly said, "Well, I once went up the mountain to pick grass for pigs and saved an old lady. She said she got along well with me and taught me a lot."

"Then could you help introduce me? I want to visit this reclusive master." Doctor Li asked eagerly.

This kid's talk is too general. It would be great if I could ask an expert for personal advice.

Song Jinxiu shook her head. "Grandma said she was just traveling out of the valley and had returned long ago."

"Oh, out of the valley? But Ghost Valley?" Doctor Li suddenly became excited.

Song Jinxiu was puzzled. Could it be that Guiguzi was also known here?

Yes, knowing about the Medical Saint Ma Fei San, of course, also means knowing about Guiguzi. Song Jinxiu thought of something and quickly nodded and asked, "What era are we in now? Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, or Qing? Tang? Song? Yuan? Or Ming?"

Anyway, it’s not the Qing Dynasty, because they don’t have the Qing Dynasty’s long braids.

"Little Sister, are you still asleep? We are now in Lunshan County, Kunzhou, our country. What is Tang Songxuan Mingqing? Who is Tang Songxuan?"

Song Jinxiu suddenly fell silent.

She felt that she couldn't speak again until her consciousness was restored. The more she spoke, the more mistakes she would make. It would be bad if she ended up being burned on a pyre to exorcise the evil spirits."

"Oh, I do have a headache." Song Jinxiu held her forehead.

Doctor Li was very excited and quickly scolded his grandson, "What little sister-in-law? I am not worthy of being Miss Song's master. If Miss Song is the descendant of Guigu Yu, your grandfather must respectfully call her little sister-in-law."

Song Jinxiu: What the hell is Guiguzi's wife?

Forget it, it’s better to say less. She looked at her brother for help, but found that her brother was looking at her inquiringly.

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Brother, she gave us that bowl. She taught me a lot, but unfortunately I'm stupid and not very good at learning, so I only have a superficial understanding of many of them."

Song Chunsheng: Didn’t you say it was given to you for saving someone?

Song Jinxiu blinked: She is the one to be saved.

Oh my god, what should I do if my lies are about to fall to the ground? It seems like my brain has short-circuited today and I really can't talk anymore.

Song Chunsheng was skeptical. No wonder his elder sister could take out such exquisite silver tableware. It turned out that she had met the legendary hermit master of Guigu.

Because there were still patients in the clinic, Dr. Li and his grandson left at night, saying:

"Miss Song, listening to your words today is truly worth ten years of reading. I will find an opportunity to discuss medicine with you another day. If you are lucky enough to meet Senior Guiguyu again, please introduce her to me."

Song Jinxiu scratched her head. "I'm afraid the chances are slim. The old lady said when she left that our fate has ended and we should both be well."

But we can't give Dr. Li hope. It's nothing to do. Why should we make such a highly respected old doctor worry about it?

After seeing off Doctor Li and his grandson, Song Jinxiu suddenly said mysteriously to the head of the village and her brother:

"Second Grandpa, brother, I have thought of a good way to make money."

Distilled alcohol.

"We can make alcohol and sell it to medical clinics. We'll definitely make money."

"Is this alcohol pure liquor? Did that master teach you how to make wine?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Anyway, I've learned a lot of different things."

Isn't it a mess?

I have been in a training camp for people with special abilities since I was a child, and the masters, brothers and sisters there are all people with special abilities.

She was young, and her golden pupils were an instinctive ability of her body. Her master, brothers and sisters didn't know what to teach her, so they taught her everything.

I have studied Buddhism, practiced Taoism, and even been an atheist for a few years following my senior brother who studied medicine.

He was even locked up in a cave by a senior sister to learn mechanical engineering for a while.

Later everyone realized that she was a piece of rotten wood that could not be carved, so they just let her go.

The living room and lobby of the village head's house were brightly lit.

Song Jinxiu and the village head, Song Chunsheng, were talking about how to distill alcohol.

The village head was very excited, "Wow, can this wine really be brewed?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Second Grandpa, it's distilled alcohol. The production methods of liquor and alcohol are different. One is solid fermentation and the other is liquid fermentation."

The village head said quickly, "Then tell me how to make wine first."

Song Jinxiu had no choice but to tell him the method of brewing wine.

"Second Grandpa, I also heard it from Grandma. You can't blame me if it succeeds or not."

"Oh, no wonder, you can actually make wine? Hahaha..."

Song Jinxiu looked at the excited village head. "Can we continue this discussion? Winemaking is just the beginning, right? We haven't even discussed alcohol purification yet."

But the reality is that the headman didn't listen. He wanted to get two bags of sorghum and steam them in a pot to make wine.

Song Jinxiu looked at her brother and asked, "Brother, do you still want to make alcohol?"

Song Chunsheng smiled and said, "Go ahead. You've already promised Doctor Li. We have to keep our word, right?"

The next day, Song Jinxiu was woken up by her younger sister.

Today is an auspicious day for raising the beam of a new house.

The village head asked someone to calculate it. It was a good time to put up the beam on this day, so as to avoid the evil spirits such as Tai Sui. It was close to noon, when the Yang energy was at its peak and the Yin energy was completely gone.

As the owner of the house, Song Chunsheng must be present when the beam is raised.

But Song Chunsheng had difficulty walking, and the yard was made of bricks and wood, so he asked his eldest sister Song Jinxiu to go, while he stood outside the yard and watched.

Today, the clan leader who rarely shows up, the father of the village head, the centenarian of Songjia Village, the current clan leader who is 78 years old and semi-secluded, also came.

The old patriarch, wearing new clothes and supported by the village head, walked to the center of the yard and stood there. Then he waved away the village head's hand.

He glanced at Song Jinxiu and frowned, "Where's Chunsheng? Why let a girl come to preside over such a big event as raising the beam?"

Song Jinxiu was speechless.

Girl, girl, what's wrong with girl? Without girl, who would have earned the money to build this house?

Song Chunsheng heard the clan leader's words from outside and quickly shouted, "Grandpa, my legs are not convenient for me, let Jinxiu take charge.

The old patriarch turned his head and looked at Chunsheng, who was leaning on crutches and his bent legs covered with a layer of white plaster.

He looked at Qiu Sheng again and waved, "Then you come."

Song Qiu Sheng quickly took two steps back and shouted, "I won't go. My brother said that my eldest sister will be the head of the family from now on. Today, it's my eldest sister who has to offer sacrifices to the heavens during the beam raising ceremony."

Only then did the old patriarch formally look at Song Jinxiu.

"Are you sure you want to be the head of the family?"

Song Jinxiu looked at him with a half-smile, "Grandpa, do you think this is feasible?"

The old patriarch looked at her and heard from his son that this girl saved someone and got a huge amount of foreign wealth.

This house was bought with the extra money this girl got.

Looking at this girl again, although she seemed to be smiling and not too respectful to him, her eyes were very shrewd.

Is this a sign of dissatisfaction with yourself?

The old patriarch was experienced and saw through Song Jinxiu's thoughts at once.

He narrowed his eyes, which were exactly the same as the clan leader's, and said sternly, with a dignified look,

"Master, you can't be partial."

Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows, "Grandfather, do you agree?"

Huh? He didn't scare her. She even dared to glance at him. She's a brave girl.