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

After Jiang Ruisheng saw the letter, he didn't even have time to say a word to Feng Jingheng and ran towards Yejia Village like the wind.

He was very afraid that something might happen to Xie Lingyin, and he was also afraid that Xie Lingyin would get lost. After all, Xie Lingyin had not been out for a long time.

Seeing Xie Lingyin intact, Jiang Ruisheng breathed a sigh of relief. "If you want to come here, just tell me and I'll come with you."

"I'm not a child, do I need someone to accompany me?" Xie Lingyin frowned and said, "Also, I can go wherever I want, don't stop me."

Jiang Ruisheng paused, "Ayin, what are you talking about?"

Xie Lingyin said somewhat willfully, "I said, I want to go wherever I want. I don't want to stay at home waiting for you all the time."

Jiang Ruisheng said: "Okay, wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

Seeing that he was not making sense, Xie Lingyin stopped talking and turned the topic to egg dumplings. "Ruisheng, look, Xiao Xunqing made a lot of egg dumplings. They smell so good!"

Jiang Ruisheng also smiled, "I remember you like to eat it."

Xie Lingyin said, "I hardly ever ate it after I left home."

Ye Xunqing said: "Then eat now."

He spread a larger egg dumpling wrapper, then spread the meat filling on the egg dumpling wrapper in a thin layer. When the meat filling stuck to the egg dumpling wrapper and the egg dumpling wrapper solidified, he turned the egg dumpling over so that the meat filling stuck to the pan.

The meat filling, which is 20% fat and 80% lean, sizzles and the fragrance comes out immediately.

Xie Lingyin sat on a small stool and looked at the egg dumplings. "Is it okay to eat now?"

"Not yet." Ye Xunqing served the egg dumplings that were about 70% cooked, added a little egg liquid to the pot, and when the egg liquid in the middle had not yet solidified, he put the freshly made egg dumpling skin and meat filling on them.

After compacting, bake it for a while until the omelet is fully cooked and you can eat it.

The baked omelet exudes a rich aroma, and the surface is slightly burnt, but it is not burnt, but a normal color.

"It's ready to eat." Ye Xunqing placed the omelet in a bowl alone.

Xie Lingyin felt a little embarrassed. She was still cheating at such an old age, and there was only one...

Ye Xunqing saw that he was struggling, so he said, "Uncle Xie, don't waste your energy."

Xie Zhiyan paused, "You're right."

He divided the cooled omelet into two halves, gave one half to Ye Xunqing, and planned to divide the other half among others.

Ye Xunqing refused. He said, "As a cook, how can I not eat first?"

Xie Lingyin thought what he said made sense, so she shared the omelet with Jiang Ruisheng without any pressure.

"So delicious!" Xie Lingyin didn't know if it was because he hadn't eaten it for too long, or if Ye Xunqing's cooking was really different. He felt that the omelet tasted very fresh and the saltiness was just right.

Ye Xunqing said proudly: "Of course, all the dishes I make have my own unique cooking methods. No one else's dishes are as delicious as mine."

He cooks to make the food delicious, and uses ingredients and seasonings boldly to make the dishes both beautiful and delicious.

The people of Yejia Village mainly cook by steaming and boiling, and rarely use seasonings. Later, at Juxianglou, Ye Xunqing discovered that the chefs there also mainly steamed and boiled, and their cooking was very conservative.

In ancient times, except for princes, nobles, and wealthy merchants who were more particular about cooking, other ordinary people kept things simple, as long as they could eat it and did not starve to death. They would even eat steamed buns that had been rotten for three days. The main thing was to try their best to live.

No one really thinks that the recipes handed down are the dishes that ordinary people eat, right?

Ye Xunqing doesn't like to eat light dishes. He likes to eat delicious food. Although he couldn't eat much before, it doesn't affect his love for delicious food.

The reason why his dishes sell well in Juxianglou is, on the one hand, because they are cheap, and on the other hand, because of their special cooking methods. He changed the traditional steaming to stir-frying, and added other seasonings to enhance the flavor, such as green peppers, shallots, and garlic, which are all seasonings that can enhance the flavor.

"I really want to eat such dishes every day." Xie Lingyin said casually.

Jiang Ruisheng looked at him sideways. The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener took it to heart, and he remembered it.

When Feng Jingheng came back, Ye Xunqing had just finished making the egg dumplings. Seeing him come back, she asked him to come over and light the fire.

"Uncle Jiang's legs are truly amazing," Feng Jingheng said with emotion. "He stood on a bowl-sized plum blossom pile without moving. And his legs are also very fast. I followed him but couldn't catch up with him."

Ye Xunqing consoled him, saying, "They've been practicing martial arts since they were little, and we're just learning from scratch. We shouldn't compete with them. Besides, you're stronger than them, and strength can defeat skill. If you can't beat us, just use force."

Feng Jingheng smiled and said, "That makes sense."

After eating and drinking, Ye Xunqing rested for a while. He had to go out in the afternoon because he promised the children to go play outside. Fishing all the time was boring. He almost never caught anything. After a long time of empty-handedness, he had lost confidence.

He was not familiar with the environment around Yejia Village, so he could take this opportunity to familiarize himself with it.

To the south of Yejia Village is Pengshui, and to the north is a small mountain. Halfway up the mountain there is land reclaimed by the villagers, and there are wild plants growing in the ravines.

The area they came to today was a series of small hills, a bit like the Southern Hills.

Although it is already the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, there are still some plants that are green. Ye Xunqing walks through the hillside, looking for edible fruits.

Fruits were indeed in short supply in ancient times. If it were modern times, fruits from the southern hemisphere would be on the market by this time of year.

But here, Ye Xunqing couldn't even eat longan in winter. If he wanted to eat longan, he had to go south.

Xie Zhiyan and his friends found a rabbit eating vegetable leaves and planned to catch it.

Ye Xunqing felt that they didn't have the ability to do so, so he let them go and just reminded them to be careful.

When a few children went to catch rabbits, Ye Xunqing picked up a branch and poked it on the ground, walking with his head down, as if it was very fun.

Feng Jingheng didn't understand what was so fun about this, but seeing Ye Xunqing having so much fun, he picked up a branch and joined in the fun.

As he was walking, Ye Xunqing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, orange!"

Among the green and yellow trees, the yellow-skinned oranges are particularly eye-catching. They are not very big, but they look very tempting.

"Aheng, there are oranges." Ye Xunqing was very surprised and immediately dropped the branch to pick oranges.

When Feng Jingheng saw him picking oranges, he immediately showed a painful expression. He grabbed Ye Xunqing's hand and said, "Don't pick them. They are sour."

Ye Xunqing retracted her little hand, "Really?"

Feng Jingheng said with certainty: "It's very sour."

Most of the oranges we eat now are improved varieties, so fully ripe oranges are basically sweet, especially the tangerines, which are sweet and delicious.

But unimproved oranges, especially those grown in the wild, are still more sour and less sweet.

Ye Xunqing still wanted to give it a try, "I'll pick one and try it."

Seeing that he really wanted to eat it, Feng Jingheng let go of his hand and said, "Just try it."