Chapter 81 I surrender
Meng Shuer is in a difficult situation.

Madam Meng clenched her handkerchief tightly and stepped forward to protect her daughter. "May I ask, Princess, Master Qingning said this oil is made from soybeans. Is that true?"

Tang Zhao nodded, "Really!"

Madam Meng shrilled, "My Lady Princess, are you kidding? Soybeans are just such a cheap thing, how can they be used to make oil?"

It was really full of nonsense, and Madam Meng felt more confident.

Tang Zhao hated this kind of people the most. They were arrogant and looked down on everyone, but they had no ability at all. They kept calling people cheap and lowly, as if this could make them look noble.

Tang Zhao retorted, "Madam Meng, what you said is not true. Some lowly women put on fine clothes and beautiful jewelry, pretending to be the ladies of wealthy families, don't they?"

Miss Shen turned her head and laughed so hard that her whole body trembled.

Madam Meng was so angry that her hands were shaking as if she had Parkinson's disease. Tang Zhao actually dared to slap her in the face in front of everyone!
She was originally a family member of a criminal in the previous dynasty. When Dayu was founded and a general amnesty was issued, her family was freed from criminal charges and became commoners.

Her mother couldn't bear the poverty, so she turned to a wealthy family and became a concubine, and she also became a rich lady.

After she came of age, a wealthy family sent her to the Meng Mansion to be a concubine for the eldest son in order to hook up with him. She schemed for twenty years, and only after the wife of the main family died did she become the wife of the head of the Meng family.

Since becoming the wife of the head of the Meng family, she regarded her past experiences of living under someone else's roof and being humble as a lifelong shame.

A few years ago, a drunken old woman said something, and someone told it to Madam Meng. A few days later, the old woman died of illness.

But now, facing Tang Zhao, facing Princess Zhaoshan who was personally appointed by the late emperor, she could only endure it.

Madam Meng thought of dozens of ways to retaliate and torture Tang Zhao, but she didn't reveal any of them. "We may be women, but we are not ignorant village women. If the princess doesn't provide concrete evidence, how can we believe such a ridiculous and bizarre story of soybean oil extraction?"

"The soybean oil is right in front of Madam Meng. What evidence do you need?"

"Who knows if this oil is made from soybeans or some other animal oil?" Madam Meng insisted. "We won't believe it unless the princess herself demonstrates how to make oil from soybeans right in front of us."

Tang Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Madam Meng is trying to steal this princess's oil extraction recipe?"

Seeing that Tang Zhao didn't dare to press the oil on the spot, Madam Meng couldn't help but press him, "No, it's just that hearing is not believing, seeing is believing. The princess keeps saying that soybeans can be used to press oil, so why not press the oil in front of us so that we can be convinced."

"What if this princess doesn't?"

"If the princess doesn't want to, it means that this sesame oil is not made from soybeans, but from other animals, which is also animal oil!" Madam Meng's gentle voice suddenly turned stern.

"If that's the case, Madam Yang and I will ask the master to submit a letter of impeachment. Then, the princess will have to think carefully about how to write a letter of defense!"

Madam Yang glanced at Madam Meng indifferently and didn't mind her dragging her into the water.

Tang Zhao asked, "If this princess really squeezed oil from soybeans, what would Madam Meng think?"

Mrs. Meng was stunned. She had never thought about this question.

Miss Shen expressed her support, "Yes, if the princess did not lie, how will Madam Meng apologize to the princess?"

Madam Meng secretly made a note of the Shen family, "If the princess really squeezed oil from soybeans, then I will personally apologize to the princess."

Tang Zhao was amused by her shamelessness. "Mrs. Meng, how much is your apology worth?"

Madam Meng blushed with shame and asked through gritted teeth, "How do you treat the princess?"

"What is the punishment for wrongfully accusing a princess of a country?"

Immediate execution, Miss Shen answered silently in her heart.

"You, a commoner's wife, have slandered the current princess. According to the laws of Dayu, I can kill you on the spot!"

Madam Meng's face turned pale and she stepped back repeatedly.

Tang Zhao laughed, "It's just a joke. Madam Meng is an elder after all, and she is my husband's aunt. We are relatives, so how could I kill her?" Madam Meng was so angry that her chest hurt.

"How about this? My newly opened soybean oil shop is about to open. Madam Meng and Miss Meng are invited to come and congratulate us personally," Tang Zhao emphasized. "And please take care of our business and buy 100,000 kilograms of soybean oil to donate to the people of Northwest China."

One hundred thousand?! Madam Meng looked up.

"Mrs. Meng can't afford this money, right?" Tang Zhao said sarcastically.

"Alright! I'll make this bet with the Princess!"

"Hurry up!" Tang Zhaoti demanded, "This soybean oil pressing involves a secret recipe, so I can't let you witness it with your own eyes."

Ignoring Madam Meng who was about to interrupt, Tang Zhao continued, "Master Qingning, please prepare a kitchen and ten pounds of soybeans. My maid will press oil in the kitchen."

"Of course, before pressing the oil, please ask Madam Yang and Madam Meng to send someone to check it first to make sure there is no cheating."

Madam Yang nodded, this was a way to have the best of both worlds.

Seeing that Mrs. Yang agreed, Mrs. Meng had no choice but to agree. She ordered people to conduct a thorough inspection, even searching Dongmei's body, before letting her into the kitchen.

The waiting time is always extremely long. Tang Zhaowan declined Master Qingning's invitation to chant scriptures together and went to find the young girl who had been speaking for her just now.

Miss Shen was sitting on a chair, casually reading Buddhist scriptures, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of blue embroidered shoes from the corner of her eye. When she looked up, she saw the idol she had admired for a long time.

"Princess Zhaoshan?!"

Miss Shen stood up, her hands and feet so flustered that she didn't know where to put them.

"I'm so bored, how about we play chess together?"

"Hey!" Miss Shen almost jumped up with joy, "Princess, please wait a moment," she said, and ran out like a rabbit.

Mrs. Shen pleaded guilty on behalf of her daughter.

"No problem," Tang Zhao smiled and waved his hand, then found a suitable place to play chess and sat down.

Miss Shen personally brought over the chessboard and chess pieces, sat across from Tang Zhao, and asked, "Does the princess want black or white chess?"

"Black."

Miss Shen placed the chess box with the black pieces next to Tang Zhao and said, "Princess, Jiahui goes first."

"Wait," Tang Zhao stopped him, "We're not playing Go, we're playing Gomoku."

Shen Jiahui paused holding the chess piece. "Gobang?"

Tang Zhao explained.

Shen Jiahui readily agreed, and the two of them started playing Gobang in the corner.

Tang Zhao was unbeatable against all his classmates from elementary school to middle school and high school. Shen Jiahui was also praised for her talent in chess since she was a child. She often lost at the beginning, but after a few games, she was able to tie with Tang Zhao.

Tang Zhao became more cautious all of a sudden. She couldn't bring shame to her hometown!
Seeing that there were more and more chess pieces on the chessboard and soon there was no place to place them, Dongmei finally came out of the kitchen.

Tang Zhao suggested, "Why don't we go and take a look at soybean oil first?" We can do it later when we have a chance.

Shen Jiahui nodded reluctantly.

Outside the kitchen, Mrs. Yang looked at the soybean oil in Dongmei's hand, and then went into the kitchen herself to see the soybeans that had been crushed into residue. Finally, she believed that soybeans could be used to extract oil.

Meng Shu'er looked at her mother with a pale face. Madam Meng stared at the soybean oil for a long time, and finally said, "Chapter 82: I admit defeat."

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