After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

"You'll know in a moment. It's made by your sister. I've never eaten it cooked this way before." Zhou said, keeping the secret.

Ye Dalang walked to the door of the kitchen and twitched his nose, "Hey, why is the fragrance so weak?

Ye Qing said nothing and watched Ye Dalang looking there.

Ye Dalang smelled the smell in the yard and followed it all the way to the oven. He stopped in shock when he reached the oven.

"Qingya, what kind of meat did you put in this? It smells so good." Ye Dalang couldn't understand how this thing he made with his own hands could be used to cook a dish.

Ye Qing helped to light the fire in the kitchen and kept an eye on the time. It would be done in about a quarter of an hour.

When the porridge was cooked and the vegetables were fried, Ye Qing estimated that the time was almost up, walked to the oven, opened the door made of a clay tray, and took a look inside.

The duck has been roasted until golden, the surface is shiny and the aroma is very rich.

Ye Dalang followed behind Ye Qing, leaned over and exclaimed in surprise.

"This is duck. I've never eaten duck like this before. It's so greasy and my mouth is watering."

"Brother, the duck is ready. Use these tongs to take it out. Be careful, there is fire underneath."

Ye Qing took a step back and gave up his seat.

Ye Dalang couldn't wait to walk to the door of the oven and took the roast duck with tongs.

"Dalang, wait a moment. I'll get you a piece of cloth and wrap the clip. Don't burn your hands." Zhou came over hurriedly with a clean rag.

Zhou handed the cloth to her son and said, "You guys take it like this. Qingya, go get a plate and continue roasting the duck."

Ye Qing then realized that he was so happy that he didn't even think of taking a plate to serve the duck.

Ye Qing quickly ran to the kitchen. Mrs. Li had already heard what her daughter-in-law said and handed him a clean plate.

Ye Qing took the plate and ran back. Under Zhou's command, Ye Dalang went out to get the roast duck. The moment the roast duck came out of the oven, the plate reached under the duck and caught it steadily.

There were two roast ducks in the oven, and Ye Dalang took them both out. Ye Qing took one to the kitchen to cut it into pieces, and Ye Dalang took the other to Zhou's house.

After the cutting was done, Ye Dalang came back with a bowl of spicy chicken in his hand.

"My uncle shot a pheasant today, and my aunt gave us a bowl."

Zhou nodded in understanding and asked her son to serve the dishes.

Ye Dalang walked into the main room with a plate in each hand, put the plates down and went back to serve the roast duck.

Ye Qing followed behind with the prepared sauce and some pancakes made by Li.

Today's dinner is very sumptuous, with chicken, duck, and scrambled eggs with Chinese toon. My stomach is rumbling even louder after being hungry all afternoon.

The Ye family keeps the eggs laid by the ducks because no one in the family likes duck soup, which has a fishy smell.

Looking at the roast duck on the table, everyone was full of anticipation.

Old man Ye picked up a piece and put it in his mouth first, and then the others started to pick up the dishes.

Ye Qing took a bite and found the roast duck to be mellow, fatty but not greasy, without any fishy smell.

Everyone enjoyed the roast duck and praised it highly, especially the duck skin, which was oily but not greasy, crispy and chewy.

"Grandpa, try this sauce. It's delicious."

Old Man Ye picked up a piece of duck meat, turned it around, and lightly dipped it in the sauce, which gave it a different taste.

"The dipping sauce is delicious, everyone should try it." Old man Ye shared the new way of eating.

"Grandma, try rolling it up with a small pancake and adding some chopped green onions. It won't be greasy at all."

Everyone reached out to the plate of pancakes and tried to roll them up and eat them. After taking a bite, Li praised them repeatedly.

"This method is good, it's not greasy at all. Two pieces are fine on an empty stomach, but I can't eat more than that."

Ye Qing packed one for Zhou, who took it and ate it with relish.

Everyone chose their favorite way to eat it, and the duck was finished in one meal.

Ye Dalang still felt unsatisfied, "Qingya, let's make another one tomorrow. I'm not satisfied yet."

Before Ye Qing could say anything, Zhou refused, "Eat every day. There are enough ducks. We can eat in two days."

Ye Dalang went to clean the table disappointedly and helped take the dishes to the kitchen. There was hot water in the pot, just right for washing the dishes.

Ye Dalang chased his sister and asked her about the process of making roast duck so that he could make it himself next time.

Ye Qing did not hide anything and directly explained the steps.

Marinate the fresh duck with spices and sauces for two hours, then slowly roast it over charcoal at low temperature. It is best to use fragrant charcoal, which will give the roasted duck a woody aroma.

Another very important step is to pour some boiling water into the marinated duck before putting it into the oven. This way the duck will cook faster and the duck meat will be more tender.

After the duck is out of the oven, cut the right back of the duck to allow the heat to enter the duck's chest through the cut, so that the water in the duck's stomach can boil.

When the roast duck is almost cooked, be sure to turn it back and forth until it is golden brown.

"Sister, you are so troublesome. I will help you next time." Ye Dalang smiled naively.

Seeing that his family enjoyed eating roast duck, Ye Qing felt satisfied. The results of his hard work for an afternoon were recognized by everyone.

"Qingya, this roast duck has never appeared in Wu'an City. Can we sell the recipe and get some money?" Zhou had heard people talk about selling the recipe before.

"Mom, you'd better not sell it. Keep it for the family. When second brother learns how to cook, if he wants to open a store, he will have a specialty dish. If he doesn't want to open a store, he can find a better restaurant with this dish." Ye Qing thought that Ye Erlang would be able to learn how to cook in just over a year.

Zhou thought of her second son and was not thinking about selling the house. "Qingya, if your second brother makes money with this dish in the future, you must ask him to buy you a house."

The Ye family does not favor boys over girls, and sometimes they even prefer girls.

The family chatted for a while and then went back to the room to sleep. They were tired after a whole day and their legs were sore.

I went to bed as soon as it got dark yesterday and got up early in the morning. When I got up, Boss Ye had already loaded the car and was going to deliver eggs to the city.

"Dad needs to cultivate the wasteland this year. You can buy some watermelon seeds and plant them. We can then take them to the city to sell in the summer." Ye Qing wanted to eat watermelon. He hadn't eaten one since he came here.

Boss Ye agreed and drove the ox cart away slowly.

"My dear, the chickens in the backyard seem to be about to brood, and they won't go out no matter how hard we try to drive them out." Mrs. Li came over from the backyard holding a few eggs.

"Mom, it's okay to let it raise two broods. We can kill a few to eat during the New Year." Zhou took out the reserved breeding eggs from the room and put them in the coop of brooding chickens.

"I'm afraid that several of them will brood at the same time. Our family can't raise so many." Mrs. Li dislikes that chickens brooding on roosts will affect their egg-laying ability.

Zhou didn't want to either, she just sprinkled cold water on the chickens, worried that they would get sick.

"It's okay, Mom. The extra ones can be sold to the villagers." Ye Qing didn't know the situation he was about to face.