During my escape from famine, I survived by eavesdropping on the whispers of food.

Qin Shuangshuang gave up her seat to Uncle Li and explained, "This thing is supposed to be used for pressing oil, but it looks damaged now and can't be used anymore. We need to go up the mountain to find some things to make it."

However, Uncle Li suddenly shook his head and said, "I'm afraid we can't make this either. Our team used to consist of ordinary people doing odd jobs, and they've never seen anything like it before."

If we really want to do it, we'll probably need to find a craftsman. But the only craftsmen in the village before have all disappeared. If we really want to make tools for pressing oil, we'll need them.

Qin Shuangshuang told him, "Don't worry, I remember that thing. We can try to see if we can make it."

Uncle Li was curious and asked, "Does a young girl like you really know that such a heavy thing is not easy to make? If we really want to make it, we'll have to go up the mountain to find some wood."

Qin Shuangshuang nodded, "Okay, then go and gather everyone together, and we'll head up the mountain immediately."

After Uncle Li responded, he left.

Qin Hao then walked up to Qin Shuangshuang and asked her, "Sister, are we really going to go up the mountain to move wood? Are we really going to make that oil press?"

Qin Shuangshuang said, "Yes, if we don't make it, those rice husks will have too much oil on them and won't be very usable. Using them would be a waste."

It's better to clean it up so that it can be used by others later.

Qin Hao nodded, as if he understood, and said to Qin Shuangshuang, "Sister knows the most. I will definitely learn from her in the future."

Qin Shuangshuang patiently patted his head and said to him, "Don't worry, when you grow up, I will pass on everything I've learned to you and guide you well so that you can become my most capable assistant in the future."

Qin Hao nodded happily, and after the entire team was assembled, the two went up the mountain together.

The burly men looked at the tools in their hands. Now, because the wood hadn't been moistened by rain for a long time, and most of the branches and the road were covered with snow, it was quite difficult for them to walk. Some even stopped in place and began to swing their axes with a crackling sound.

Qin Shuangshuang and Qin Hao stood to the side, helping to carefully tie the dry firewood together.

Just then, an uncle suddenly turned around and said to Qin Shuangshuang, "Are we going to move all this wood back now? If so, we'd better go down the mountain and call the others up as well."

I initially thought we wouldn't need too much, so I didn't plan to carry too much back, but I realized that the tasks you're doing will require a few more people.

Qin Shuangshuang said, "No need, just these few will do."

The uncles nodded, and under Qin Shuangshuang's gaze, they began to swing their axes.

Qin Hao followed behind Qin Shuangshuang, carefully gathering the firewood together and leaving.

Each person carried a bundle, and Uncle Li even carried two bundles on his shoulder. They wanted to take this firewood back so they could use it to start a fire and cook.

After they carried the wood to the fire, they moved it into the yard. Qin Shuangshuang looked at these things and wondered how to make a tool specifically for pressing oil. It seemed a bit difficult for her.

She does have memories, but it would probably take a lot of time to recreate them.

Just then, she took a closer look at the oil cans that had already been carried back, and Qin Shuangshuang pinched her chin thoughtfully.

Seeing this, an older man came over and said, "Child, are you thinking about how to fry those things? I suggest you take a look. These pieces of wood are a bit heavy; I doubt a young girl like you could manage it."

I just went for a walk outside, but there's not a trace of those craftsmen left. Maybe I should just give up.

Qin Shuangshuang shook her head and said to him, "This wood can be used to build houses later, or for other purposes, but right now I need to figure out a way to extract all the oil from these oil pits."

Otherwise, this oil can't be used.

However, at this moment, Madam Zhou walked over and said to Qin Shuangshuang, "Mother has a way."

Qin Shuangshuang asked curiously, "Huh? Mother, do you have any ideas?"

Zhou patiently explained to her, "The oil is hidden inside that oil well. Why don't we try to evaporate the oil and then squeeze it out? What do you think of this method?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuangshuang suddenly remembered that she had seen other online celebrities use this ancient method when watching their live streams. Qin Shuangshuang suddenly realized and quickly said to Zhou Shi, "Mother, you are so smart. I really didn't think of this method."

Finally, Qin Shuangshuang said to the men, women, and children in front of her, "Does anyone know how to make a steamer? We need to put all this oil in it at once, otherwise, if we divide it into several batches, I don't think the firewood will last long."

At this moment, several old men stepped forward and said, "We old codgers know these things, why don't you hand them over to us?"

Go to the nearby woods and find some bamboo. Do you have any bamboo? If not, this wood will do, but it will probably take much longer to work with it.

"As for bamboo, it can be harvested today too."

Qin Shuangshuang also thought that there were indeed some bamboo trees in the vicinity of their county town, but those bamboo trees had long since lost their leaves.

Those bamboo leaves had already been eaten.

Qin Shuangshuang nodded and said to him, "Okay, then I'll take some people over there to look for it."

Soon, Qin Shuangshuang led Qin Hao and the others to move some bamboo from the vicinity.

Upon their return, the elderly folks had already prepared the tools and started working.

As the sun set, a huge steamer appeared before Qin Shuangshuang.

Qin Shuangshuang stared at the vibrating machine, which was several foreheads higher than her, and exclaimed in shock, "Grandpas, did you knit all of these?"

The elderly people nodded and said, "We remember your kindness to us. Making you a few of these little things wouldn't be difficult."

Qin Shuangshuang couldn't help but sigh, if these old people continued to work for her, who knows how much money they could help her make in the future.

Qin Shuangshuang was very happy. Then, she instructed several aunties and older sisters around her to help put all the oil cakes into the steamer and start a fire.

After midnight, Qin Shuangshuang and a few others began to place the oil into a small oil pressing tool that Uncle Li had found in a nearby workshop.

She poured all the oil in and crushed it several times, and the oil came out drop by drop.

Everyone couldn't help but take a sniff of the oil; it smelled amazing, prompting many to exclaim.

When everyone looked up again, they saw that the doorway was already full of people.

Everyone was sniffing the oil, praising the mailbox, and Qin Shuangshuang knew they were attracted by the aroma of the oil she had pressed.