The younger brother frowned and thought for a while, then took out a big bottle from the back room.

"This is the only one at home, not the white sugar you mentioned."

Ye Yuze took it and took a look and couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out that the sugar at home is indeed a lump. It is the kind of cube made of pressed white sugar. Just like the kind in a coffee shop.

Ye Yuze still has to worry about it this time. He can't just throw the sugar cubes into the pot and fry them, right?

But at least this piece of candy is not that strong and will break into pieces if you hit it lightly with the back of a knife.

The younger brother watched him cooking curiously. When he saw the sugar foam turning into burnt red in the oil pan, he shouted anxiously:

"Get it out quickly, it's mushy!"

Ye Yuze patiently explained to his brother for a long time what fried sugar is.

The younger brother listened for a long time and then asked something.

"Why does the meat have to be fried red?"

Ye Yuze immediately shut up when he heard this question. His long day of emotional explanation was all in vain.

When he put the ribs into the pot and fried them until they turned into a red sauce, Ye Yufan's little mouth was almost dripping with tears.

Only then did he ask his brother again.

"Want to eat?"

The younger brother nodded. "I want to eat."

He asked again: "Why do you want to eat?"

The younger brother tilted his head and thought for a moment. "It looks good!"

Ye Yuze sighed, it turns out that it is not enough to rely on theory to educate children. It requires comprehensive guidance that is both colorful and fragrant.

Place the ribs, add water and cook slowly in the pot.

Ye Yuze started kneading the noodles. The noodles that have become fat should be filled with alkaline noodles. Otherwise, they will become sour.

Making alkaline noodles is a technical job. It must be kneaded evenly and in an appropriate amount.

If there is too little alkali, the buns will be sour, if too much, the buns will turn yellow. If they are not kneaded evenly, they will look even worse.

There will be yellow and white marks on the surface of the steamed buns. They are as ugly as possible.

This is not a problem for Ye Yuze. People believe that alkaline noodles are melted with water. He pours the alkaline water directly into the basin and kneads it. Just wait until all the water is kneaded into the noodles.

Ye Yuze was lazy and mixed alkaline noodles and flour directly together.

Anyway, you have to dip the dough into it even if you don’t put flour in it. This way, it’s very fast to knead it in directly. And there will never be any low-level mistakes like not kneading the alkaline dough evenly.

After the dough was kneaded, Ye Yuze rolled it into a large dough. Then he coated it with a layer of oil. He also sprinkled some minced onions and salt on it.

Onions are also the main dish in Northern Xinjiang in winter. However, they are not called onions in Northern Xinjiang, but called Pi Yazi.

As for the origin of this name, Ye Yuze looked through Xinhua Dictionary and couldn't figure it out.

Roll the dough into a long roll. Then cut it into fist size with a knife.

At this time, the pork ribs are almost cooked. The pot is already emitting a rich meat aroma.

Ye Yuze put in the chopped potatoes, radishes and onions.

Then I put the dough roll around the edge of the pot. Finally, I put the lid on the pot. I saw that the wooden pot lid was not tight enough.

So he covered it again with a wet towel. He was afraid that too much steam would escape and the rolls would not be cooked properly.

This practice became very popular in later generations, and merchants specially bought some cast iron pots. Then they served them in one pot when serving food.

There is either fish, chicken or ribs in the pot. Corn flour pancakes and flower rolls are placed on the side. It is called "one pot" or "one pot stew".

Ye Yufan directly wanted to help light the fire, but he couldn't drive him away. In fact, he was just greedy and couldn't bear to leave this pot of meat.

Seeing how vigorously he was burning, Ye Yuze also went to light the stove on the fire wall.

Anyway, it’s all rapeseed residue. It’ll burn in just a little bit.

Ye Yuze made another pot of water. When his parents came back, they would have hot water to wash their faces and eat.

After a while, mom and dad arrived home. Dad came back a little earlier.

As soon as my mother walked in and looked at the warm house, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

He said to his father: "What's going on today? Are you willing to come back early? Are you still doing so much work?"

Dad was stunned for a moment but did not explain. It seemed that he wanted to fish in troubled waters and was greedy for credit.

Unexpectedly, Comrade Ye Yufan, a straight man with steel, was already beside him and was impatient, shouting loudly.

"Mom, the meat my brother cooks is so delicious. I'm hungry!"

Mom immediately understood what was going on. She looked at her eldest son and burst into tears again.

Then he hugged Ye Yuze and kissed him.

Ye Yuze looked at his father and cursed secretly. It was his younger brother who did this, and I didn't want to take over from you.

The couple washed their faces and hands, and Ye Yuze was busy taking the pot and serving the dishes.

The moment Ye Yuze opened the pot, both people looked over.

I have no choice but to worry! No matter how sensible an eight-year-old child is, they really have no idea whether the food they cook can be eaten.

As soon as the pot was opened, both mouths were shocked.

The soup for stewing the ribs has been drained, and the ribs in the pot are red in sauce. The color is bright, and it is particularly attractive when paired with white potatoes and golden radish pieces.

Mom and dad didn't even bother to wash their faces, they both came over to watch.

"Son, who did you learn this from?"

Mom asked Ye Yuze excitedly.

"I learned it from my grandma." Ye Yuze had no choice but to answer.

"My son is so awesome!"

The mother was obviously not embarrassed because her son's cooking skills surpassed hers. She praised him with pride.

In the hearts of all mothers in the world, nothing unexpected happens to their son. Because her son is the best.

So much so that my mother took out a plate of pork ribs and went out to show off to the neighbors.

"Look at the food my son cooked. Does it taste good? Come on, you guys can try it."

Mom's voice was so loud that Ye Yuze could hear her clearly at home.

He was suddenly worried that every family was showing off like this. His spare ribs were not enough!

Unexpectedly, my mother turned around and came back. There was not a single spare rib missing on the plate.

You know, there are ten houses in this row! Ye Yuze heard that his mother had all arrived.

But when the ten families come down, they can bring back a little bit. This requires considerable skills.

My father looked at my mother speechlessly. "If you don't let anyone taste a piece of it, why are you taking it out?"

The mother raised her head. "My son made this, why should I give it to them? If they are greedy, let their own sons make it!"

Ye Yuze lowered his head and gnawed on the ribs without squinting. This is his biological mother.

Ye Yufan didn't pay attention to what his mother and father were discussing. The ribs were so delicious.

When it got dark, Ye Yuze walked out quietly. His younger brother wanted to follow him out, but Ye Yuze drove him back.

After waiting at the door for a while, Yang Geyong came over. He led Ye Yuze towards the back mountain.

The company's houses are all built against the mountains. Therefore, the rows of more than a dozen houses are higher than the rows.

The highest point of the company is the horse pen. There are no cars in the company, only two carriages and a tractor.

The carriage's wheels are not made of rubber. They are ancient wooden wheels wrapped with a steel plate.

As for why rubber wheels are not used, Ye Yuze doesn't know anyway.
Chapter completed!