I was a stepmother in ancient times, and I led my whole family to wealth.

Chapter 160 Can this stuff really be used to extract oil?

Lu Xi reached out and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, looking curious: "Can this stuff be pressed for oil? Like sesame seeds?"

His sudden outburst piqued Jun Qirui's curiosity, so he reached out, picked up a melon seed, cracked it open, and put it in his mouth to eat.

It does smell good, and it's also subtly sweet.

Lu Xi looked at the sunflower seeds in his hand, examined them closely, and then asked uncertainly, "Can these really be pressed for oil?"

I've heard that sesame oil is in short supply even in Beijing these days.

Lu Dongchuan sent a message saying that the orders for sesame oil were already booked until next autumn.

Now another oil-pressing device has appeared, and...

Dongfang Jin was startled by his loud and boisterous manner; he seemed so unsophisticated, truly...

This is just the beginning. Corn can be pressed for oil, soybeans can be pressed for oil, tea leaves can be pressed for oil, and peanuts...

Thinking about this, I don't know if Uncle Lin has found out yet.

There are so many things that can be used to extract oil, how could you ancient people know about them?

In modern times, people use all sorts of different kinds of oil.

"Go back and have your young master send me some seeds. I'll plant them next year."

Lu Xi took a step back, looking at her warily: "Jin'er, my young master also has an estate, so these seeds are probably not enough."

Oil extraction! This is incredibly profitable; he must leave some for the young master.

Jun Qirui: "..." Is this guy going to discard me after I've served my purpose?

Is this when you're being greedy?

You've just gotten information out of them, but you still don't know how to plant it or how to extract the oil. Are you sure you want to do this?

Is this person's mind too narrow, with their toes pointing outwards?

Jun Wenhui covered her mouth and chuckled to herself; they were all so funny.

Dongfang Jin: "..." What does that mean?

The donkey hasn't even been put to work yet, and you're already thinking about killing it?

She glared at Lu Xi with hostility, shoved the bag of sunflower seeds in front of him, and said coldly, "You can leave with your things. I don't want to see you again."

"Breakfast, ten taels of silver."

Lu Xi stood there stunned: "Jin-jie, why are you trying to extort me? I'm just stating the facts!"

Jun Qirui shook his head, thinking, "This guy is a bit dim-witted."

She reached out and moved the melon seeds back, then looked at Lu Xi: "Just tell your young master what happened today."

Remember, say it word for word, and your young master will tell you the reason.

Ah!

Xiao Jin can't do anything to you, so she'll just leave you with your young master.

Hehe, when did he become a "black sesame" filling?

It was quite fun, though.

This annoying idiot, and his greed for money is no less than Gu Jingye's.

Now that people know Gu Jingye is Cheng Lin's son, they might mistake him for this guy's kid.

This guy gets more nervous than anyone else whenever money is mentioned.

That little expression was exactly the same as Gu Jingye's.

Lu Xi stared intently at Dongfang Jin, her face full of hostility. What had he done wrong? Why did his expression change like that?

Thinking it over, he quickly got up and hurriedly left.

Ten taels of silver? He didn't have any; he never spent money in the mornings.

Jun Qirui got up to see her off, but as soon as he stepped out the door, Lu Xi was nowhere to be seen.

How awful!

Shaking his head helplessly, he went inside and sat down, looking at Dongfang Jin: "Xiao Jin, should we keep these for breeding?"

Dongfang Jin chuckled. She had already thrown a few into her spatial storage when they weren't looking.

When this stuff matures, it fills a whole plate, more than corn kernels. As for the time it takes to mature, as Ruyi has already said, it will take at most a little over a month to mature on that black soil in the space.

"If I don't say it this way, with his stubbornness, he'll make me come up with a complete explanation, and he'll definitely make me go to the county government."

I'm not going in this freezing weather.

Besides, I'm telling the truth; this isn't the time to pick tea.

The best time to pick tea is around the Qingming Festival. Some teas taste best when picked and processed during this season.

Jun Qirui became even more curious, because it turned out that his Jun family also owned a tea plantation. Although it only had a hundred trees, it was one of the most stable sources of income for his family.

Why choose to pick tea before Qingming Festival?

Qingming Festival is a day for ancestor worship, which is considered unlucky.

Seeing the curiosity on the mother and son's faces, Dongfang Jin said, "This is because the tea trees have gone through a long autumn and winter dormancy, and spring is the period of explosive growth."

This is the best time to harvest tea leaves, as the tender buds and leaves that sprout at this time are the most tender.

When harvesting, be careful to only pick the tender leaves and buds at the top…

"Moreover, the tea leaves around the Qingming Festival are of the best quality because the temperature is moderate and the rainfall is abundant at this time."

The tea leaves are highly tender, with delicate buds and leaves, a vibrant green color, an elegant aroma, and a mellow taste; this is the period of year when the tea is at its best.

"Tea grown before Qingming Festival is also called Qingming tea. It is the first tender buds that emerge when the earth revives in spring. It has not been polluted or harmed by pests."

Most of this spring tea consists of single buds, with one bud and one leaf initially developing.

Another distinction is between one bud with two leaves and one bud with three leaves.

Although Jun Qirui didn't understand it very well, he felt that this was a major new reform in the tea industry.

“In the past, tea picking in our area was concentrated in autumn, starting after the beginning of autumn, and some even started as early as the autumnal equinox. After all, autumn has a good meaning, as it is the season of harvest.”

"Actually, this tea can be picked all year round, as long as its tender buds are picked."

However, in terms of quality, taste, and medicinal value, those harvested in spring are better.

Jun Qirui nodded.

Jun Wenhui looked at the two of them and asked somewhat anxiously, "Then we must also send Rui-ge to the county government office to thank the county magistrate and Prefect Yao for helping our family."

Dongfang Jin thought for a moment and nodded: "Aunt Hui, please pack half of these buns and half of these fried dough sticks, and then go to the storeroom to get two bags of popcorn chicken and two bags of chicken nuggets. Have Xiao Jun drive Rui Ge there."

"Well, I think the prefect of Guanglin Prefecture is also here, so I'll bring two more cans of tea. That would be more convincing."

Jun Qirui nodded approvingly: "That's right, otherwise, based on Lu Xi's words, it would be hard for Prefect Yao to believe you."

Xiao Jin's tea was just as she had said. He was certain that once Prefect Yao drank the tea, he would believe Xiao Jin's words.

……

Unbeknownst to them, Prefect Yao and Lu Yunqing were currently vying for the tea that Dongfang Jin had given them.

After taking a sip, he believed it completely; he was 100% convinced that his family's tea was missing a step in the process.

Therefore, he was determined to get his hands on this tea-making method.

……

Jun Wenhui stood up happily and said, "I'll pick some more vegetables for the magistrate to take with him. He loves cherry tomatoes the most."

"You decide what to do," Dongfang Jin said, and then went to Gu Jingye's room.

Because of the snow these past few days, none of the Sun family's children have come over, and she hasn't been able to check their homework.

When Long Er saw her come in, he said, "Your soy milk is much better than the one in the palace."

Dongfang Jin said with a smile, "If it tastes good, drink more."

He thought to himself, "How could it not taste good? I've been adding Five Elements Spring water to both the water I use to soak the beans and the water I use to boil the soy milk."

It would be strange if it didn't taste good; drinking it regularly can even improve your health!

"When do you plan to return to the palace?"

"Once Chenglin returns, things will be calmer in the capital."

Dongfang Jin thought that Gu Chenglin would probably return after the New Year: "Aren't you going back to the capital for the palace banquet?"

Long Er sighed: "There hasn't been a palace banquet in the palace for several years. Every year during the New Year, only Prince Dun's family accompanies His Majesty."

Dongfang Jin didn't know what to say; such a miserable emperor was probably the first in this fictional history.

Thinking about it, Dongfang Jin took out a large box: "Look, isn't this a surprise?"

Long Er looked at the large box made of Phoebe zhennan wood: "What?"

Golden nanmu?