After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

"Pour oil into a hot wok, but don't overcook the heat. If you do, it'll easily burn the wok and overcook the meat." Ye Xunqing added the meat to the wok and stir-fried it until fragrant. "When the meat turns golden brown, add the chopped fragrant mushrooms. Remember, make sure to chop the mushrooms and squeeze out the water before adding them."

He taught seriously and the others also learned seriously, and they wanted to take notes, but they could not read.

"You have to watch these seasonings carefully. If you use too much, the taste might change." Ye Xunqing showed them every time he scooped a spoonful of seasoning. "I have two pounds of meat and two pounds of dried mushrooms. If I use fresh mushrooms instead, I'll need four or five pounds."

"The most important thing is the soybean paste. You must add some of it to season the food." Ye Xunqing said, "Also, add chili peppers. Dried red peppers are best. If you don't use dried red peppers, you have to finish the sauce quickly."

The fragrance was already coming out, and Chen Jinhua couldn't help but come over to see, but there were too many people in the room and she couldn't squeeze in at all.

"When it's almost time to serve, you have to add chopped garlic and some cooked sesame seeds. It's better to add white sesame seeds, as they look better." Ye Xunqing said, "If you want it to be fresher, you can add a little bit of sugarcane sugar." He didn't buy it, so he didn't add it.

When the soup in the pot was almost cooked, Ye Xunqing asked Feng Jingheng to take out the big firewood underneath and let it slowly cook for the final time.

"It smells so good! It really smells good!" said an auntie. "Just the smell of it makes me eat two big steamed buns."

Wang Qiumei said, "Have you learned everything? Then hurry back and do it."

One of the husbands said, "Qiumei, ask Qingge'er to make some for us to try."

His proposal was approved by everyone. "Yeah, yeah, we don't know if this will taste good. The meat and mushrooms are expensive. If it doesn't taste good, won't we lose money?"

Wang Qiumei was helpless. "Can't you smell it? How can it not be delicious if it smells so good? Besides, you know meat and mushrooms are expensive, right? So Qing'er wants to sell them for money. If you eat them, what will he sell?"

"One small spoonful for each person," Ye Xunqing said generously. "Aunt Qiumei, take some back for Yun Ge'er and Lan Jie'er to dip into their steamed buns."

Wang Qiumei said, "Qing'er, don't listen to them. They just like to take advantage of others."

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "I've been helping you all afternoon, so it's okay to take advantage of you."

Since he said so, Wang Qiumei couldn't stop him anymore. Besides, she had the biggest advantage, and anyone who didn't take advantage of it would be a bastard.

"That's so embarrassing." Wang Qiumei said with a smile.

"Nothing, I'll have to trouble you to help me find someone for the next big market." Ye Xunqing knew how to give benefits, "If it weren't for you helping me find someone, I wouldn't be able to sell my sauce at a good price."

"Sure, sure." Wang Qiumei was very happy to help him make the connection.

After getting the benefits, the people who came went back, and everyone left with a smile on their face.

Chen Jinhua looked at Ye Xunqing with an unhappy face, "Qing'er, why are you so ungrateful? We are a family, why are you siding with outsiders?"

Ye Xunqing pointed at the fruits and vegetables on the ground and said, "If Second Mother is unhappy, don't eat when she cooks dinner tonight."

Chen Jinhua had sharp eyes and saw the rare thing inside at a glance, "Oh my God, who picked this tender pumpkin?" Chen Jinhua felt very distressed when she saw a tender pumpkin with green skin on the ground.

It's not pumpkin season yet, and people here only pick old pumpkins to cook and eat. In winter, these things can feed a lot of people. Anyone who picks the young pumpkins is a spendthrift.

When Ye Xunqing saw them, he knew who had picked them. It must have been Wang Qiumei. She had a large patch of early pumpkins in her garden. Ye Xunqing had seen them a few days ago and said that the tender-skinned pumpkins were delicious when fried.

"Let's have some fried young pumpkin tonight." Ye Xunqing had eaten fried young pumpkin before. It was slightly sweet and very tender, and he liked its taste very much.

"Stir-fry it?" This was the first time Feng Jingheng had eaten it this way. "Isn't pumpkin cooked?"

"Young pumpkins can't be boiled. They taste better when fried." Ye Xunqing said, "Stay for dinner tonight and cook some white rice for us."

"You're such a spendthrift!" Chen Jinhua exploded upon hearing this. "Can you eat rice now? I haven't even settled the score with you for eating it last time!"

It was several days later that she discovered that Ye Xunqing had cooked white rice. She wanted to settle the score with Ye Xunqing, but Ye Xunqing was not at home every day, so the matter was left unresolved.

Ye Xunqing said, "It's okay if I don't eat white rice. I don't eat bran rice. Please make me some flour. I want to eat buns."

"What buns?" Chen Jinhua didn't understand.

"It's a white steamed bun with stuffing inside." Ye Xunqing said.

"Brother, those are stuffed buns." Ye Xunbai reminded.

"Oh." Ye Xunqing corrected immediately, "I want to eat stuffed buns."

Chen Jinhua's face turned pale as she replied, "No, your father sold all the wheat, so we have no steamed buns to eat."

Ye Xunqing crossed his arms and said, "This is strange. It's the wheat season now, and you've sold all the wheat. There's not much bran left. Are you planning to eat all the rice and then dig up wild vegetables?"

Chen Jinhua said angrily, "Do you think I want to eat bran rice? It's your father's debt. He bought two piglets on credit after the New Year, but they died within a few days, and he still hasn't paid for them. The piglet seller asked him for the money, so he had to sell the wheat to pay him back, and he's still a few hundred coins short."

Ye Xunqing said casually: "So you sold me to Wang Santouzi as a wife?"

Chen Jinhua was speechless. They did mean that, but not entirely. After the wheat was sold, they would have nothing to eat and would have to spend money to buy cheap bran rice. Bran rice was the worst kind of rice, the kind that hadn't been hulled clean.

"Okay." Ye Xunqing didn't force it. "Ah Heng, let's go to your house tonight to eat stuffed buns."

Feng Jingheng stood up from the stove, brushed off the broken grass on his body, and said, "Okay, I'll ask my mother to make some dough."

Ye Xunqing said, "Put a jar of mushroom and meat sauce back home to eat. If you can't finish it, put it in the cellar. It can be kept for a few more days."

Feng Jingheng wanted him to sell it for more money, so he said, "No, you can take it to the town and sell it for money."

"Just serve it if I tell you to. Don't let me do it." Ye Xunqing glanced at him.

Feng Jingheng immediately took a jar to scoop up the mushroom meat sauce. He only scooped two small spoonfuls symbolically. When Ye Xunqing saw it, he scooped most of the sauce into the jar.

When Chen Jinhua saw it, she jumped up and shouted, "This is my stuff!"

"What's yours?" Ye Xunqing said as he added the sauce. "Did you fetch the water? Did you chop the firewood? Or did you buy the meat and pick the mushrooms? I didn't put in any effort, so how can you call it yours?"