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Aunt Zhou mixed some vegetable leaves with rice bran and, after feeding the Wild Boar Piglet, returned to the front yard to find Yezhi grinning. "What are you laughing about? Share it so I can laugh too!"
Yezhi recounted the incident where she threw ginseng to Barefoot Aunt. Aunt Zhou didn't find it amusing; she had gone through a similar experience herself. With her strong build, she didn't need to consume such precious items! In the past, her biggest wish was to have enough food every day. Now, with an abundance of rice at home, life was getting better. Yezhi's wasteful behavior with the ginseng made Aunt Zhou feel uneasy and guilty.
"Girl, we should cherish our blessings. You..." Aunt Zhou wanted to lecture Yezhi, but Yezhi's intentions were good! In the end, Aunt Zhou sighed and poked Yezhi playfully. Yezhi put on a pitiful expression and looked at Aunt Zhou, "Auntie, if you don't like Centennial Ginseng, then we won't eat it anymore!" Aunt Zhou was pleased; her daughter was still teachable and completely unaware of Yezhi's clever wordplay.
Yezhi didn't mean to trick Aunt Zhou; she was happy to share anything beneficial for health with Aunt Zhou and the villagers so that everyone could live long lives and enjoy their descendants' blessings while witnessing the ever-changing world.
At that moment, Black Treasure pushed open the yard gate, bringing home a little goose. Wet Black Treasure wanted to give Yezhi a bear hug, but Yezhi shouted urgently, "Black Treasure, no hugs!" Black Treasure didn't understand and wrapped his arms around Yezhi's waist, shaking his head excitedly. Aunt Zhou watched from the side, covering her mouth in laughter. However, she soon stopped because Black Treasure wouldn't play favorites; after hugging Mama Bear, he would also hug Granny Bear—only then would it be complete and represent a happy family.
At noon, Yezhi took charge in the kitchen. "Xiao Fang, besides cooking porridge with the Colostrum we harvested, what else can we make?" Xiao Fang was summoned by Yezhi and pulled up a holographic screen on the Cosmic Network to search. "Master, we can make pancakes or noodles!" When Yezhi looked at the screen, various finished products made from oats appeared before her eyes—each one looked delicious. She clicked on "Milk Noodles," and a chef in a chef's uniform demonstrated how to make them in detail. Yezhi learned how to do it but first needed to wash the ingredients, cook them thoroughly, and then grind them into flour. Controlling the heat while frying was crucial; they shouldn't be undercooked or overcooked. When eating, boiling water should be used with the noodles before steaming them. The chef had modern kitchen tools; Yezhi had only her hands. After much effort steaming the noodles, she lifted the pot lid and a rich milky aroma wafted into the front yard. Black Treasure, who was rocking in a chair outside, rushed into the kitchen excitedly circling around Yezhi while Xiao Fang kept an eye on the fire and timing in the kitchen. Seeing Black Treasure come in made Xiao Fang unable to resist snapping photos.
Yezhi took out pieces of White Noodles and cut them into thin strips. She first filled a bowl for Black Treasure and sprinkled some honey on top. Black Treasure's little nose twitched as he eagerly reached for the food before Yezhi could set it down properly.
Seeing Black Treasure enjoying his meal so much, Yezhi tried a piece of plain Colostrum noodle herself. To be honest, its milky flavor couldn't compare to what she had tasted online; this might be related to the soil lacking rich milkiness. Making Milk Noodles without strong Colostrum wouldn't work well either. However, when mixed with salt, vinegar, scallions, ginger, sesame seeds, and some green Cabbage Shreds, it still turned out delicious and appetizing.
Aunt Zhou happily ate two large bowls while Yezhi herself finished a big bowl.
After cleaning up the table, Yezhi chopped some cabbage stalks and grabbed two handfuls of rice bran for chicken feed. "Master, is feeding chickens rice bran really such a luxury for Earthlings?" Xiao Fang asked curiously while following closely behind Black Treasure.
Yezhi was surprised; using rice bran for chicken feed was clearly recycling waste—how could that be considered luxury? In the 21st century, Aunties were still feeding chickens corn because they believed that only corn-fed chickens laid authentic sun eggs.
"Master, Rice Bran Oil in the Bodria Star System is not something everyone can afford!" Xiao Fang emphasized. Rice Bran Oil! In the 21st century, with abundant resources, Yezhi had seen corn oil, canola oil, Soybean Oil, olive oil... but had never encountered Rice Bran Oil. However, theoretically, it made sense!
"Xiao Fang, rice bran can indeed be pressed for oil!" Xiao Fang pulled up a holographic screen and searched for Rice Bran Oil, displaying a dazzling array of Rice Bran Oil produced on various planets.
Yezhi clapped and laughed heartily. If rice bran could be pressed for oil, then Zhoujiatun could integrate grain and oil production in the future. Everyone wouldn't have to worry about getting oil anymore, especially since her family didn't raise pigs and couldn't buy Soybean Oil. Relying on the Cosmic Mall for solutions wasn't a long-term plan.
"Xiao Fang, look up the methods for pressing Rice Bran Oil on the Cosmic Network, and check out the equipment too. Don't get anything advanced; the more primitive, the better!" Xiao Fang took the order and returned to the glasses. Yezhi untied her apron, filled half a sack with Oat, and headed straight to Village Uncle's house.
"Village Uncle! Village Uncle!"
Village Uncle came out of the house wearing slippers and holding a smoking pipe. "What's up?" Yezhi shyly smiled; she had startled Village Uncle again. Clearing her throat, she said seriously, "Village Uncle, I have something to discuss with you!"
Big Zhu, Meizi, Er Zhu, and Aunt Li stood at the door with smiles watching Yezhi. Yezhi handed the sack in her hand to Meizi. "Yazi, why are you bringing something when you come?"
"My family has been experimenting with Oat cultivation! We had a good harvest and brought some for you to taste!"
"Is that the stuff you planted in your vegetable garden?" Village Uncle asked with interest. Yezhi nodded. "The simplest way to prepare it is to make porridge; it's nutritious and delicious!" Eager to taste it, Village Uncle happily called Aunt Li to hurry up and cook some.
Yezhi sat on a wooden bench while Meizi poured her a cup of warm Hawthorn Water. "I learned this from you." Yezhi chuckled; she had dried Mountain Red and soaked it in water to drink. Meizi found it quite simple and had also experimented with plenty of Mountain Red.
"Yazi, what's so urgent?" Village Uncle asked while puffing on his pipe. Yezhi organized her words. "Village Uncle, does our village have any equipment for pressing oil?"
Village Uncle was taken aback; this girl couldn't be thinking of pressing oil, could she? "Yazi, most of us haven't even seen Soybean Oil before. Throughout the year, if we want some oil, we rely entirely on the pigs we feed from the beginning of the year to the end. You aren't really thinking about pressing oil, are you?"
Yezhi nodded confidently, and Big Zhu's eyes nearly popped out. "What will we use to press it?" Village Uncle's question had two meanings: one was the material for oil extraction, and the other was the equipment.
"We have the material, it's rice bran!"
Extracting oil from rice bran was unheard of; could it really work? Village Uncle took a deep drag on his cigarette, and amidst the swirling smoke, Yezhi couldn't see his expression clearly. She felt a bit anxious. "Village Uncle, you don't need to worry about the equipment. I'm going to the county to learn; I'll handle the arrangements. You just need to ask the villagers to save the rice bran for me."
After pondering for a moment, Village Uncle hesitated and said, "Yezhi, our village doesn't even have electricity; how can we manage the equipment..."
Yezhi smacked her forehead, realizing she had been too hasty. "Village Uncle, you misunderstood. The equipment I’m talking about is just large containers!" Upon hearing this, Village Uncle relaxed his brow. "Rice bran can really be pressed for oil!" Yezhi nodded again, and Village Uncle shouted, "Then let's do it!"
Big Zhu felt a surge of excitement. When they were planting rice back then, everyone was anxious. Leaf Sister's determination had inspired everyone so much. Now Zhoujiatun's Jiajia had rice to eat thanks to Leaf Sister. And now that she said they would extract oil, he unconditionally supported her one hundred percent!
Village Uncle was also quite enthusiastic; in the afternoon he announced to the whole village to collect rice bran. When everyone heard that rice bran could be pressed for oil, they were very supportive and began discussing it animatedly. If it weren't for Village Uncle repeating it eight times, they might have missed it—this was about everyone's financial future and each family's labor contribution to sell rice at the Commune.
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