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

Early in the morning, Chen Jinhua took her two sons out, carrying baskets, presumably to the mountains to look for wild mushrooms. No one knew where Ye Laosi had gone; he hadn't been seen for two days.

Ye Xunqing didn't care where Ye Laosi went. If he died outside, he would still happily bury Ye Laosi.

Since there were a lot of things to buy, Ye Xunqing asked Ye Xunbai to take Mo Yuyan to buy soy products, while he went to find Ye Zongkuan to buy some meat.

Ye Zongkuan was in a very good mood today, because the news that Ye Xunqing taught others to make meat sauce spread all over the village. As a meat-rich person at home, Ye Zongkuan wanted Yang Qin to ask what the secret recipe was. But Yang Qin refused, saying that it was Ye Xunqing's secret recipe for making money and she couldn't ask.

After Ye Xunqing came over, Ye Zongkuan made the matter clear.

"Qing'er, your aunt treats you and your brother well, right?" Ye Zongkuan asked him with narrowed eyes, "Half the village knows that you made a meat sauce that sells for money and even spread the recipe. Why didn't you tell your aunt a word?"

Ye Xunqing had forgotten about this matter. "Oh, uncle-in-law, it's all my fault. I've been a bit busy recently and didn't think about this."

Yang Qin said, "Don't listen to him. That sauce is your secret recipe. Just keep it and don't tell anyone else."

Ye Zongkuan immediately got angry. "You're a scoundrel who eats my food, lives in my house, and uses my things. Now that your nephew has a way to make money, you don't even ask him for it. Do you plan to take both of you away when he has money?"

Yang Qin didn't mean that. She said, "Zong Kuan, the child is still here, don't make a fuss."

Ye Zongkuan slammed the table and said, "I think you are really rebelling. Who gave you the nerve to talk to me like this?"

Yang Qin hesitated to speak. She looked at Ye Xunqing and shook her head at him.

Ye Xunqing said, "Aunt, I think my uncle is right. This secret recipe is no longer a secret recipe. Many people in the village know it. If you don't know it, it would seem that I, your nephew, am ignorant of etiquette."

He then said to Ye Zongkuan, "Uncle-in-law, please don't argue with my aunt. I'll teach her this secret recipe right now. Is that okay with you?"

Ye Zongkuan felt relieved and said, "I'll give you some more pig offal later."

Ye Xunqing was very willing to accept it, "Then I would like to thank my uncle-in-law."

Ye Zongkuan's family had everything they needed, including all the ingredients, and he could make the sauce very quickly. Ye Xunqing taught Yang Qin very carefully, explaining exactly when to add what and how hot to stir-fry.

Yang Qin studied hard. After all, it was her nephew who taught her, and she would let her nephew's kindness go to waste.

When the sauce was almost ready, Ye Xunqing left. Before leaving, he brought a small piece of meat and a large bunch of pig offal.

In fact, braised pig heads are also delicious, but they are usually sold to wealthy families for sacrificial purposes, and some people have already ordered them, so Ye Xunqing can't buy them.

When he came back, Ye Xunqing went to Feng's house and called Feng Jingheng over. Feng Jingheng was originally planning to go to the fields with Feng Jinghua to check on the seedlings, but since Ye Xunqing called him, he immediately did Ye Xunqing's things.

Ye Xunbai and Mo Yuyan also bought what they wanted, including bean curd sheets, dried tofu, and some fried dough sticks, all of which tasted delicious when braised.

Ye Xunqing rolled up his sleeves and said, "Ah Heng, please help me clean these offal. I'll make you something delicious."

Feng Jingheng didn't think the sewage was dirty, so he went out carrying the bucket and bamboo basket.

Ye Xunqing was peeling and cutting potatoes at home. Today they were not making shredded potatoes, only potato slices, so the job was relatively small and they could just do it.

However, he didn't expect Mo Yuyan's knife skills were so poor. He peeled a few small potatoes until his hands were covered in blood. Even though his hands were cracked, Mo Yuyan was still peeling potatoes foolishly. If Ye Xunqing hadn't seen the blood on the potatoes, who knows how long this fool would have stopped peeling?

Ye Xunqing stopped him from peeling potatoes. His hands were clean and didn't have many calluses. He was probably a rich boy who had never worked before he ended up here.

Ye Xunqing stole Ye Laosi's white wine and used it to disinfect Mo Yuyan's hands. Then he wrapped his hands with boiled gauze and told him not to get them wet for a while.

Mo Yuyan was very conflicted. If he didn't work, he would feel embarrassed to eat.

Seeing that he had been standing nearby, Ye Xunqing said, "If you're in a hurry, just sit behind the stove and light the fire. It's hot over there. I hope you can bear it."

Mo Yuyan smiled and nodded to indicate that he would do it well.

Ye Xunqing also smiled, and then continued to peel potatoes. His knife skills were very good, and he could peel a potato in just a few strokes.

Ye Xunbai can also peel potatoes, but he is younger and slower.

When the potatoes were peeled, Feng Jingheng came back with the meat. He was afraid that he had not handled it properly, so he washed it many times in water.

"Just now when I was washing the water, a fish swam into my basket." Feng Jingheng and Ye Xunqing were talking about something interesting. "But that grass carp had too many bones and it wasn't tasty, otherwise I would have brought it back."

Ye Xunqing's face was full of regret. "Why did you let the fish go? If you catch fish next time, bring it back."

Feng Jingheng said, "That kind of fish has too many small bones, which can easily get stuck in your throat. If you want to eat it, I can catch you a river perch with fewer bones."

"Do you... do we have river perch in our river?" Ye Xunqing said excitedly, "They're delicious."

Feng Jingheng replied: "No, there is a big river next to Wangjia Village, and there are river perch in that river."

Wangjia Village is at least ten miles away from Yejia Village. It takes two days to go back and forth. Even if you really catch some fish, it will probably be rotten by the time you get here.

"Let's eat grass carp." Ye Xunqing missed the scene of going out to eat grilled fish with friends when he was in high school. Thousand sheets of bean curd sheets and bean sprouts were placed under the grilled grass carp. The pot was bubbling with steam, and the aroma wafted out all at once.

And there is his favorite fried fish, just thinking about it makes me drool.

"Have you ever eaten fried fish?" Ye Xunqing suddenly said, "It's made with grass carp. It's fried until crispy and crunchy, without any bones at all."

"No." Feng Jingheng said, "Isn't fish always boiled? Sometimes we roast it over a fire."

Ye Xunqing thought to himself: How pitiful, he can’t enjoy the joy of fried food.

However, oil is a rare commodity, and generally no one would use so much oil to fry things. It would be such a waste.

"Okay." Ye Xunqing said, "If we make money this time, we can buy more oil and fry some fish when we get home."

Ye Xunbai said happily: "Eat fish, eat fish!"

Feng Jingheng smiled and nodded, "I'll do as you say."