I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

"Besides, it's impossible for me to occupy all the things that are everywhere. Since I can't use them all up, if people will find out sooner or later, why don't I tell you about it first."

Fang Gaoyuan looked at him with complicated eyes: "Just tell me everything, aren't you afraid that I will have an opinion on you?"

"Don't be afraid," Zheng Cheng'an said with a smile, "everyone in the village knows the character of the village chief. You have always handled things fairly and reasonably. Even if I say so, you won't have any bad opinion of me."

"Hmm..." The village chief stroked his short beard, and said with a half-smile, "I don't even dare to have an opinion if you put on such a tall hat!"

Zheng Chengan said: "How dare I!"

"Okay, stop flattering. Since you are willing to donate recipes to help the villagers, I can't let the good-hearted people suffer. How about it? If you need help from the village in the future, you can just say it."

Zheng Chengan: "Then I would like to thank the village chief."

After speaking, he stepped forward and handed over the prescription he had written at home, which contained the complete oil extraction method.

The village chief took the paper, looked at it carefully, clapped his hands and praised it, and sometimes he was very surprised: "This... really can produce so much oil?" It can produce dozens of catties of oil, which is too much!

Zheng Cheng'an said: "Of course, this is due to the lack of meticulous processing at home. If the oil workshop uses professional craftsmanship, it can be doubled."

"Double?!"

This sounds like a fantasy, but Fang Gaoyuan inexplicably believed in the vows of the young man in front of him.

"If it is really like what you wrote, you are a great hero of our village!"

If it is really like what he said, this thing can produce oil and grow everywhere, and there are many wastelands and mountains in their village. If they are all planted with this kind of wild vegetables, then they will not have to worry about oil in the future.

After the conversation, Zheng Chengan left first.

The things he left just happened to be on the lunch table of the village chief's house.

The three children were so excited that they ate glisteningly.

"Grandpa, is it New Year's Eve at Uncle Zheng's house? How could there be something blown out?" The second child asked curiously, "Why is it not New Year's Eve in our family?"

The four-year-old San Niu made a grimace, with a look of contempt: "Second brother, you are too stupid, even I know that the Chinese New Year is still early, it will be snowing, it will be cold, it is so hot now, How could it be Chinese New Year!"

The second child became upset, stared at the third girl and said, "Who are you calling stupid, you are the stupid one, you little one!"

Sanniu has short arms and short legs, and she was thrown at home because she couldn't keep up with her two older brothers on weekdays. What annoys her most is that others think she is short and tall, and she is so angry when she hears this Grinning: "You!"

The second child rolled his eyelids and made a face.

She knew that she couldn't deal with this second brother, so she turned her head and looked for thick thighs: "Brother, look at him!"

The boss knocked on the table and gave the second one a look: "Eat well!"

The second child lowered his hands, and suddenly became honest, and at the same time stuck out his tongue at the third girl when the elder brother was not paying attention.

The boss looked at the little sister with three heads, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, everyone grew up like this when they were young. Your second brother is younger than you, and he is not as cute as you."

"Hee hee." San Niu smiled shyly, and raised her proud little tail at the second child.

"Grandpa, you eat."

The boss took the initiative to pick up a piece of fish that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside for Fang Gaoyuan. He didn't know what grandpa was thinking so engrossed that he didn't even care about the meal. Seeing that the food on the table was almost caught by two greedy little mouths.

Fang Gaoyuan came back to his senses, looked at his obedient grandson, and asked, "Do you think this food is delicious? Do you still want to eat it in the future?"

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

Before the boss could answer, the second child and the third girl shouted in unison.

They looked at each other in disgust, then turned their heads away.

The second child said: "Grandpa, this fish is really delicious. It doesn't have the unpalatable smell like before. Can we do the same in the future? My eldest brother and I can catch fish. Let's catch it, shall we?" ?”

San Niu also raised her hands excitedly and said, "I, I will catch it too!"

Fang Gaoyuan patted their heads and sighed: "It will be fine in the future, it will be fine in the future."

Without further ado, while this kind of wild vegetable is in its fruiting period, they have to harvest this crop as soon as possible.

After dinner, the village head went out with gongs and drums, beating along the way, from the west end of the village to the east end of the village, and when he returned, a group of people had gathered in the center of the village.

"Village Chief, what's the matter?"

"Why did the village chief beat the gong? You shouldn't pay the grain tax at this time."

"That's right, the village chief, isn't there a new rule from above?"

Everyone is very curious.

Generally, the village head would not use gongs for trivial matters in the village. He would only announce things in this way when taxes were due every year or when new policies came out.

It's not slipping, they really don't know what big event is worth using this gong.

The village chief cleared his throat: "Cough cough, don't make noise, everyone be quiet and listen to me."

"Hey, old Zhang's, what about you, stop talking."

Zhang Chunli laughed and cursed back: "Let's talk about you, your voice is much louder than mine."

Village Chief: "Ahem, today, I want to talk about a big event, a rare and great event!"

Someone sneered: "What good things can happen in our village? It's a good thing not to be overwhelmed by food taxes."

"Village chief, what's the matter?"

"Village chief, isn't the higher up going to give us a tax cut?"

"It would be great if the tax could be reduced. Did the emperor marry a wife? Or did he have a baby again? Is it time for the whole world to celebrate?"

"..." The village chief seriously warned: "Don't talk about the Tian family's right and wrong, so as not to cause trouble for the upper body."

The man waved his hand: "Hey, aren't they all from the same village? It's okay for me to talk about it. Don't worry, the village chief, I know the seriousness. If someone from above comes, I will designate them to boast."

The village head said: "The good thing I said today has nothing to do with food tax. If you can listen to me, we will have enough food in the future."

"Oil?!"

"What? Is there oil to eat?!"

"What oil? Why is there oil?"

"Village chief, don't you want to distribute lard to us?"

"Village chief, tell me what's going on, why do we have oil when lard is so expensive?"

The village chief said seriously: "Zheng Cheng'an, the son of Zheng Dashan, also discovered this by accident. He found a wild vegetable in an ancient book that he could eat when he was young and can be used to extract oil when he grew up. He tried it himself. Indeed, please see."

The village chief opened the bamboo tube he carried with him and asked everyone to come forward and watch.

"Hey, this looks like oil!"

"Hey, it smells the same. That's right, it smells like oil, and there's also a faint grassy smell. Is this really squeezed out of wild vegetables?!"

Some people couldn't help it when they heard this, and pushed forward desperately, until the people in front screamed.

"What are you doing in the back, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, people are going to be crushed!"

Zhang Chunli exclaimed: "You still have the nerve to say, how long have you been sniffing at the front, and you still don't let me go over to have a look."

"Don't worry, everyone," the village chief stopped, "I'll let everyone watch it in turn later."

"Listen to me now. These days I also know about the Zheng family boy. Ever since I heard that he was writing scripts for the bookstore, you have no good looks towards him. You see people's noses are not noses, and eyes are not eyes. Yes! But look at them again!"

"He is the only one who finds out that this thing can extract oil. Even if he doesn't say anything, if he keeps it for his own use, no one else can say anything about him. After all, it's human nature, but he just doesn't do it."

"As soon as he found out that this thing could extract oil, he was busy experimenting. After the experiment, he brought it to me to see. I asked him to keep it for himself. Maybe he could exchange some money to supplement the family. He didn't do it, and he told me that everyone He is from the same village, and you all watched him grow up, and he couldn't bear to do this, so he gave me all the recipes he came up with, and asked me to teach you."

"Even he didn't want this skill at first, and he wanted me to tell you that I discovered it by myself, and it has nothing to do with him. What I said today has nothing to do with him. It's what I want to say. Right and wrong are at the mercy of the people, and you do it yourself. God is watching from above!"

"village head……"

"I just said that Anzi has been good since he was a child, and he called someone when he saw him. Isn't that just writing some embarrassing scripts? What's the point! I must treat Anzi better in the future!"

"God damn it! This An Zi is so kind to us, how can I still be human if I despised him because of that incident a few days ago?"

"That's right, Zheng Cheng'an can write whatever he wants to write in the future, and I won't talk about him again."

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it."

Others also said softly and shortly: "Well, don't say it, don't say it."

Guo Li wasn't affected by the emotions around him at all, instead he proudly patted his chest to the people next to him and said, "An Zi is indeed my brother, he's amazing!"

The village chief was very satisfied with the situation. Fortunately, he still typed a draft at home for a long time, but he couldn't use it in the end. He didn't expect his live speech ability to be so strong, and he almost cried when he said it.

But he didn't see Zhang Chunli in the back row who couldn't make it to the front, frowning, with complicated eyes full of doubts, so the boy from the Zheng family is really so kind?This is something that squeezes oil!It would be useless for him to tell them.

Then the village chief told everyone about the prescription that Zheng Chengan gave him, and by the way, took out the real thing for everyone to compare.

When this thing was taken out, everyone was amazed.

"My God, what a wild vegetable!"

"There are so many wild vegetables, it seems that we will be able to eat oil well in the future."

"I remember this wild vegetable grows in the open space of the next village. If you don't have enough, go back there and have a look!"

Some people are already worried about the future, "Isn't this vegetable growing everywhere? Everyone, remember to save some seeds for yourself. When the next spring comes, let's sprinkle more, so it will grow more?"