Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Xie Feng cut and polished the wood that Song Jingwen had brought over, and bought some iron sheets from the blacksmith shop in the town.

Song Jingwen handed him the drawing, most of the oil presses on it are made of wood and need to be pressed manually.Wrap the beaten part with iron sheet to reduce the loss of soybean oil.

Using friction to generate heat, run the machine at high speed, and then effectively separate oil and residue.

Song Jingwen was frying soybeans in the kitchen, and confidently knocked on the wok along the road, "Fried soybeans are better for oil extraction, and more oil will be produced!"

Xie Feng was cleaning out the bean dregs in the home-use oil press, and replied without raising his head, "You can squeeze out raw ones, but I haven't tasted it before."

Song Jingwen twirled a soybean from the pot and fed it into Xie Feng's mouth. His fingertips deliberately passed between his lips, "Soybean oil is healthier than lard, and it tastes good. Wait until a large oil press is produced. The dishes are replaced with soybean oil."

The two groped in the kitchen for a long time, and finally squeezed out a bowl of orange-yellow soybean oil.Song Jingwen teased Xie Feng to open his mouth, and said maliciously, "Hey, let me give you a taste."

Xie Feng stared at the bowl of oil anxiously, and let Song Jingwen wipe the soybean oil on his lips without moving.Xie Feng pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows uncomfortably, and said in disgust, "It's so unpalatable!"

Song Jingwen flicked his forehead with his fingers, and laughed out of trickery, "Stupid, you've seen someone eat oil directly, and you don't feel tired."

Xie Feng's eyes widened, he hugged Song Jingwen suddenly, pulled down his neck, rolled the soybean oil on Song Jingwen's lips, and his oily tongue got into the gap between his teeth angrily, doing fierce He said softly and lovingly, "You did it on purpose! You have to eat too, so why should I eat it? We share the blessings and the hardships."

There was a sound of banging pots, pans and pans in the kitchen. After enough noise, Song Jingwen fried a plate of vegetables and shiitake mushrooms with soybean oil, which tasted very novel and unique.

Xie Feng patted his chubby belly contentedly, and went back to start making a large oil press for production.

The news that Tang Cheng had successfully sold all the soybeans still aroused considerable repercussions in the village. Some people thought about transporting the soybeans to Shipo Village.

They were a little bit hesitant, what if Song Jingwen accepted Tang Cheng's soybeans instead of his own because of Tang Cheng's sake of letting others go.Wouldn't it be that he lost his wife and lost his army, and also had to pay for the rental car.

It's all caused by Tian Qiuxia's family. If she doesn't yell, can everyone go to the door to watch the fun!However, after thinking about it, they didn't fight with the Song family, so they shouldn't hold grudges against themselves.

While the others were still hesitating, Song Honglian was the first to act. She and her husband went to Song's house with a basket of eggs.It wasn't Song Jingwen who was looking for, but Song Shijia.

She and Song Shijia also married from Shipo Village, so some fellow villagers extended a helping hand to each other. They are well-known good sisters in the village.

"Song Shijia, I took good care of you when you were in the Tang family. I was not at home when you were fighting with that old lady of the Tang family. Otherwise, I would definitely have to help you and tear him up." Song Honglian took it with a smile Tea, turning his eyes to look around the Song family.

Song Shijia smiled and didn't mention this, and asked a little eagerly, "How is Xiuwen in my family, how are you doing?"

All day long, his chubby little face, which was unkempt and unkempt, was starving and thin.But Song Shijia would inevitably feel sad when he said this, and Song Honglian made up a lie in her heart.

Song Honglian pursed her lips and shook her head, and said vaguely, "It's still like that, everyone in the village is watching, Tang Ruisheng will definitely not treat him badly, that is also his son."

Saying this is equivalent to not saying it, but at least what I heard is not bad news.

Song Shijia made up his mind, pointed to the man standing outside the window, and teased, "Why does your man have time to accompany you back to your mother's house? Your man is really kind to you."

Song Honglian's face tightened, and she embarrassedly picked the black ash under her nails, "Didn't I hear that Song Jingwen accepts soybeans, and then my family asked me to ask you if you still accept our beans. The three The mu of land is his lifeblood, if this problem is solved, then I can have some confidence next time he quarrels with me."

Song Shijia couldn't be such a big master, she was just a divorced woman, or Song Jingwen kindly took her back to her natal family, otherwise she didn't know where she could go.So even though she knew that Song Jingwen was harvesting soybeans, she couldn't go beyond the rules.

Song Shijia stood up, "I'll take you to my brother and ask your man to talk to him. After all, you are also my good sister, and I will definitely not refuse to accept your beans."

"Jingwen is at the new house, I'll take you there." Song Shijia walked in front and chatted, "How is Tang Ruisheng's field now, have you collected all the soybeans?"

Song Honglian clapped her palms and said happily, "You're not here, so other people have to go. I said that you have paid almost enough for their families, so you should leave more for them to make for themselves! They are exhausted, and they all don't know what to do." Treat your daughter-in-law like a human being or an animal.”

When the three of them arrived, Song Jingwen was sitting under the tree with Xie Chaoxiong, and his brother and son-in-law were obediently listening to the old man's teachings.Into the left ear, out of the right ear, the old pedant's speech has its own hypnotic effect.

The factory has begun to take shape, and the general framework can already be seen.Xie Chaoxiong has nothing to do, his body has become stronger recently, and he also wants to add bricks and tiles to his new house.He only carried a piece of wood, but Song Jingwen nervously stopped him and became a supervisor.

"Brother, this is my sister Song Honglian. They have soybeans at home. Do you still accept them?"

Song Jingwen raised his eyes, stretched secretly, and said bluntly, "Take it, how much do you plan to ask for a catty?"

Song Honglian pushed Tang Zhengchu out, and Tang Zhengchu stretched out two palms with his neck stuck. The farmer blushed and said, "Ten coins."

Song Jingwen laughed lowly, it seemed that Tang Cheng didn't disclose how much he sold it to himself when he went back.Also, no one would be so stupid as to tell others how much money they have at home.

Song Jingwen nodded readily, and then said with a serious face, "But there must be no bad beans, and no old goods mixed in. I only accept fresh ones here. As long as your things are good, I will accept as much as you have."

Tang Zhengchu was overjoyed, his eyes glowed brilliantly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll send it as soon as possible."

After the two left, Song Shijia didn't follow him back. He sat on the stone pier full of thoughts, looked up at his grown-up brother, and hesitated to speak.

Song Jingwen looked at Song Shijia suspiciously, "Sister, what else do you need?"

"I want to go back and see Tang Xiuwen. I haven't seen him for many days. I'm a little worried." Song Shijia's eyes were red, and the mother's longing for the child overflowed from his eyes, "If the Tang family doesn't like him, I want to put him in Receive the Song family. I will go out and find something to do, I can support our mother and daughter."

At first she was worried that she would not be able to support her son, but it was only after they separated that she felt the pain of separation.

"No one wants to drive you away, so you can rest assured. You are my own sister, and it is impossible for me not to help you."

The cold wind messed up Song Jingwen's black hair, and when he spoke again, there was only concern in his words, "If you go back now, an old lady like Tian Qiuxia may not let you see Xiuwen, maybe she will detain you there return."

The scene of being surrounded by a group of people at the door of Tang's house last time is still vivid in my memory, and every time I think about it, I feel a little bit of fear. This is the inexplicable unity that the village treats outsiders, which is creepy.

Song Shijia lowered his head in frustration, smiled wryly, and his heart ached.

Song Jingwen smacked his lips, feeling very uncomfortable. He suddenly had an idea, and excitedly moved to Song Shijia's eyes, "I will leave the harvesting of soybeans to you. Don't you have a reason to wander around the village casually? Then they will come I'm flattering you, you go for a walk, first order a few of the ones you plan to accept, and naturally some people will not be able to sit still later."

Song Shijia hiccupped in shock, hid the wet marks on his cuffs, pointed at himself in disbelief, and said, "I dare not decide on such a big matter."

Song Jingwen patted Song Shijia on the back indifferently, and said distressedly, "I'll give you wages, and you can treat yourself as if you got a job from me. The price of soybeans should not exceed ten yuan, and you can't have bad beans. You can do the rest yourself." Just make up your mind. It's no big deal, don't you want to do something big, start with this, and treat it as exercise. If you get tough, are you afraid you won't be able to get your son back?"

Song Jingwen paused, "However, you must not show your thoughts of missing your son in front of the Tang family, and don't be manipulated."

Song Shijia shook her hands, her heart suddenly brightened, she wiped her face and smiled, "Then I'll go back and cook eggs for you first."

When Song Jingwen returned to the new house, Xie Chaoxiong was staring at the craftsmen meticulously at their work. He stretched out his hand eagerly to grab a handful of lime mortar, and then turned his head to pick up the level on the ground.

Lin Shiqiu didn't notice that he slipped over, and quickly sent him out, "Just sit outside and wait, it's easy to bump into bumps here, it's not worth it!"

Because Lin Shiqiu often goes to Xie's house and Xie Feng to make bicycles, he is not that unfamiliar with Xie Feng, his brother.

Xie Chaoxiong waved his hands, and murmured reluctantly, "I can't bump into anything, why can't I do what you can do."

Xie Feng's temper is definitely brought out of his mother's womb, exactly the same as Xie Chaoxiong.Song Jingwen happened to hear this sentence, and without laughing, he stepped forward to bring Xie Chaoxiong out.

In an instant, Xie Chaoxiong tripped over the rake, and suddenly fell face down on the ground, and the pile of bricks tilted down.

Song Jingwen's mind went down, and he rushed over to protect Xie Chaoxiong's head.Fortunately, the location where the bricks fell was not in the middle, and the number of bricks that fell on Song Jingwen was not as many as expected.Song Jingwen gritted his teeth and snorted, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Come on, Song Jingwen and Xie Chaoxiong are under pressure!" Lin Shiqiu threw away the bricks on Song Jingwen anxiously, and dug them out.

Song Zhihe blindfolded Lin An, and shouted at Song Yu who was still moving bricks, "Song Yu, hurry up and invite Dr. Chen!"

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 14, 9.17th year of Yuanlong calendar

I planted a piece of sugarcane in the field, and my daughter-in-law built a juicer, he!He squeezed out my sugarcane seedlings, and that pain in my heart.The juice from the sugarcane was grassy, ​​so he added milk and honey.Not to mention, it's still delicious!

Gan!Why did I give him the physics book and give him Ruoji's permission!As soon as I was aggressive with him, he would stare at me aggrievedly, making me look like a heinous villain.Damn...

Note: From 3000 to 3500 BC, fired bricks were invented, probably in the Western Zhou Dynasty.They are generally blue bricks, which are used by big households.