The Princess of Northern Land

"Okay." Lin Changshu immediately calmed down when he heard that Prince Ling just came to check on Su You.

Because it was just after noon, Lin Ziyin guessed that they must have all eaten, so he made a few simple dishes, all home-cooked.

"Not bad." It was the first time that Si Jinhan ate vegetables made with vegetable oil. Si Jinhan was very curious about it. Even Chu Suifeng was very happy. It seemed that Lin Ziyin was not boasting. He could predict that with these vegetable oils, the private kitchen business would definitely be very prosperous.

"Do it well and order a hundred catties at my house tomorrow." Si Jinhan said.

"I also want a hundred pounds in my palace. Someone will come tomorrow." Chu Suifeng followed.

"Okay, but a pound of vegetable oil costs one hundred and fifty coins." When it came to money, Lin Ziyin immediately entered the state of a businessman.

"I won't miss you." Si Jinhan looked at her sideways with dissatisfaction.

Chu Suifeng and Si Jinhan came and went in a hurry, as if they really just came to take a look.

After Lin Changshu felt relieved, he and Wu Dayou and the others re-entered the oil mill.

"Brother, I have to go to the temple tomorrow. Can I borrow a bullock cart from Li Zheng's house?" Lin Ziyin stood at the door in a daze for a while, and then said.

"Okay, but Dayou and I are both in the oil mill. I'm not worried about you going to the temple alone. So, let's ask Li Zheng and grandpa to send you there together." Lin Changshu was frightened by Si Jinhan last time, so Whenever Lin Ziyin goes out, he will be very careful and prepared.

"It's just a matter of trouble." Lin Ziyin said sheepishly.

"No trouble, tomorrow is the market. My parents are going to the market, so you two are welcome." Wu Dali came in and said with a smile.

Lin Zi thanked him and went into the kitchen to prepare beans for making tofu the next day.

The next day, Prince Ling's Mansion and the Si family came over and sent people to take away about 200 kilograms of vegetarian oil. People from other mansions who came to buy tofu saw it and asked the Lin family about it.

"What are those?"

"Freshly squeezed vegetable oil at home." Lin Ziyin explained with a smile.

"Vegetarian oil?" Everyone was surprised. Great Qin has been eating lard for many years, and has never heard of vegetarian oil.

"How much silver?"

"One hundred and fifty cents per catty." Lin Ziyin replied. "Peanut oil is more expensive, but for the time being, it is not available for everyone who wants to buy it."

"Then next time, you must leave fifty pounds for me."

"Our government wants it too."

The people who came over were all talking about placing orders, and Lin Ziyin all agreed with a smile.

"Zi Yin, the ox cart is ready." Li was driving the ox cart over, and Mr. Zhang was sitting in the cart.

"Here we come." Lin Ziyin agreed with a smile. Lin Changshu, Wu Dayou and others heard the noise and hurriedly came out and loaded several jars of soybean oil onto the bullock cart.

Mrs. Zhang knew that the soybean oil was expensive, so she immediately spread it out and held the stall carefully for fear of breaking it.

"Let's go and take you to eat delicious food." Lin Ziyin promised to take the two children to the market last night.

The two children were so happy that they got into the carriage with the old man.

After arriving at the market, it was almost noon. The old man went to the temple first to say hello. Soon, several monks came down from the temple and moved the soybean oil from the oxcart into the temple.

"Master host, I gave this altar of vegetarian oil for free. Today I will use soybean oil to make some vegetarian food for everyone, and also have some snacks by the way." Lin Ziyin said when he saw the master host.

"Okay, okay." Before the host could answer, Master Huilian couldn't help but opened the jar and saw clearly the yellow soybean oil inside. His face was filled with joy.

"Amitabha, I'm sorry to trouble you, the donor." The presiding master clasped his hands in thanks.

Lin Ziyin, his two children, and the old man followed Master Huilian to the kitchen behind the meditation room.

"Today you will learn from Master Lin." Master Huilian instructed the fire-headed monk.

"Amitabha, yes, senior brother." Dianzuo knew that Lin Ziyin came here to teach private cooking, and his attitude towards Lin Ziyin was very kind. He knew that with the availability of soybean oil, the food for the monks in the temple would be greatly improved. In fact, the monks in the temple had been waiting for this day.