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

"Let me help you." Ye Xunqing jumped into the field and started pulling out the potato vines.

The old man smiled and said, "That's good."

While helping him with the work, Ye Xunqing asked, "Why are you digging this here alone in such a hot day?"

The old man sighed and said, "I am old and useless. I don't have the strength to work. My son doesn't care about me. I can only grow this and cook it."

In Ye Xunqing's opinion, potatoes can only be used as a condiment in life, and no family would use potatoes as a staple food.

"Always eating potatoes... I mean ground eggs, aren't you a little tired of them?" Ye Xunqing asked him.

The old man smiled and said, "Of course. If I get tired of eating it, I'll cook something else. Wild vegetable porridge or something. Anything is edible."

Ye Xunqing thought for a moment and then asked, "Besides cooking them, how else can we eat ground eggs?"

"How else can we eat it?" the old man thought for a moment. "Steam it in a steamer?"

"Can't it be fried?" Ye Xunqing asked.

The old man showed a confused expression. "Can this be stir-fried? The egg noodles are so fuzzy, they'll break apart in the pan, right?"

Ye Xunqing gave a mysterious smile, as if he had a new way to make money.

He found Feng Jingheng, who was watching over the rice seedlings in the fields, and said, "Ah Heng, I want to make a grill."

This was the first time Feng Jingheng heard about a baking oven. He asked, "What is a baking oven?"

Ye Xunqing knew that it would be difficult to explain it to him, so he asked him if he could build a house with mud. Feng Jingheng definitely knew how to do it.

"Yes." Feng Jingheng asked, "Do you want to build a house? But I don't have that much money to buy bricks right now. We can only use pond mud and straw to make the house."

Ye Xunqing shook his head. "What I want to build is not a house, but a stove for baking things."

Feng Jingheng didn't understand, but he didn't ask too many questions. Instead, he built the oven according to Ye Xunqing's instructions.

Because they were about to get married, this oven was built in Feng's kitchen, next to the stove so it was convenient for burning fire.

Brothers Feng Jinghua and Feng Jing'an both helped, some mixed the mud, some carried the stones, and after two days of hard work, they finally built a simple oven.

Ye Hongxia looked at it curiously and asked what it was.

Ye Xunqing explained the principle of the oven to her and said that he wanted to use it to bake food.

He had already found out that people of this era, especially those in remote areas, did not have so many cooking methods and their food was relatively simple. For example, potatoes. In his era, a small potato could be eaten in eighteen ways, but in Yejia Village or the town, potatoes were still eaten by boiling and steaming.

"A Qing, I've dug up some potatoes. How do you want to eat them?" Feng Jingheng dug up half a basket of potatoes.

Ye Hongxia felt a little distressed after seeing this. These eggs could still grow for a few more days. However, since her future daughter-in-law wanted to eat them, she couldn't say anything.

Feng Datong couldn't help it. Since the furnace was built, he has been making sarcastic remarks, saying that Ye Xunqing would torment his man, and then accusing Feng Jingheng of being disobedient.

Since his words weren't that harsh, Ye Xunqing ignored him. Men of this era were all alike, believing they were the head of the household and should be obeyed in everything. Even the kitchen, which they rarely entered, he considered it his territory. Building a stove there was a challenge to his authority.

Fortunately, Feng Jingheng was on Ye Xunqing's side. Whenever Feng Datong spoke to him, he would drive Feng Datong out.

If the relationship between parents-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good, it is mostly because the son is not doing his job. This is absolutely correct.

Ye Xunqing arranged, "Wash all of this clean. I'm going to cut it up and use it later."

Feng Jingheng took the basket and went out to wash potatoes, while Ye Xunqing took out the baking tray he had prepared. Due to limited conditions, he could only make do with the iron baking tray for now.

Today he planned to prepare a potato feast for Feng Jingheng and others to taste, and let them choose the most delicious ones. Then he would pick the ones with the simplest preparation and the best taste and send them to the restaurant for the store owner to taste, so as to make more people like his potato dishes.

He made stir-fried potatoes, stewed potatoes, mashed potatoes with salt, potato slices, potato pancakes, and potato chips. Of these, potato chips were the most difficult to make, so he didn't plan to teach anyone how to make them. He made them for Xiaobai and the others.

All children are the same. Ye Xunbai’s favorite is the most troublesome potato chips, which are fragrant and crispy and break into pieces when bitten.

"This is for Xu'er." Ye Xunqing placed a bowl of low-salt mashed potatoes in front of Feng Jing'an.

Feng Jingan thanked her and said, "Thank you, second sister-in-law."

"Let's sit down and eat." Ye Xunqing sat down next to Feng Jingheng, "Try them for me and see which one is the most delicious. I'll take it to the restaurant in town and sell it later."

Feng Jingheng is always the first one to try, and he likes every one of them. "If you ask me, this fried shredded egg is the best and the fried egg slices are delicious too."

"I prefer something softer." Ye Hongxia likes mashed potatoes and stewed potato cubes.

"I like roasted egg slices." Liu Xiaojing and Ye Xunbai were eating potato chips together. "This one is crispy."

Mo Yuyan also came. He sat quietly to the side and ate. His short hair made him look like a monk. But he was handsome, and even short hair could not affect his appearance.

The Feng family knew that Ye Xunqing had spent a lot of money to buy a boy, but Ye Xunqing had not yet married, and they couldn't say anything about her spending her own money.

But Feng Datong had already made up his mind. As long as Ye Xunqing married him, he would put pressure on the second brother and the others to keep their money with him.

Ye Xunqing had an idea in mind. "Okay, thank you all for your suggestions. I have already thought about what to sell at the next big market."

After returning home, Ye Xunqing started his potato plan. The potatoes here are very small and it is not easy to cut them into shreds, so Ye Xunqing planned to go to the village to collect some larger potatoes.

Chen Jinhua has been trying hard to learn how to make stir-fried sauce these days. She thinks she's pretty good at it, but in reality, she's not very good at it. Either it's too salty or too burnt. But with such huge profits ahead of her, Chen Jinhua still wants to give it a try.

Ye Xunqing went out carrying a bamboo basket, Mo Yuyan and Ye Xunbai followed behind him. Wherever they went, people's eyes were on them.

Mo Yuyan was timid and kept his head down, not daring to look to the side.

Ye Xunqing was very confident. He held his head high and greeted everyone he met in order to get some information from them.

"Uncle, you have ground eggs at home, right?" Ye Xunqing asked, "Are they big? I only want the big ones, not the small ones."

The man said, "Yes, they are as big as goose eggs."

It wasn't very big, but it was already quite rare. Ye Xunqing had no choice but to say, "Okay, then sell me some."

He had already made up his mind that it didn't matter if the potatoes couldn't be sold, as they could be used as a staple food and could be kept and eaten slowly.