The happy little days of the Ye family

At dinner time in the evening, Ye Mu served the roast duck that Ye Qingqing sent over to the dinner table.

Ye Xilin was quick and picked up a piece of roast duck immediately, "This roast duck is delicious, much better than the one made by my sister."

"You white-eyed wolf, the roast duck was sent here by Qingqing." Ye Donglin ate the roast duck in his mouth and did not forget to squeeze Ye Xilin.

The two brothers bumped into each other all day long, and everyone in the family was used to it, and no one cared about them.

"The roast duck in this county is really delicious. No wonder it can be sold for 60 yuan each." Although she was worried about the money, Mrs. Ye quite liked it.

Ye Mu nodded frequently while eating the roast duck, "It's really good. The duck skin is crispy, but the duck meat inside is tender and juicy, and the taste is good."

Father Ye also thought the roast duck was delicious and looked at Mother Ye expectantly. "Madam, can you make this roast duck?"

Restaurants in town also sell roasted chicken. Their braised pork shop can sell three roasted chickens a day, which is pretty good.

But roast duck is not available in town. If you can make this roast duck, business should be good.

"Mom, why don't you finish cooking the roast chicken tomorrow and try roasting a duck?" Wang Chunyu was also very interested in this roast duck.

"I happen to have ducks at home, why don't you try Xiuxiu?"

Mrs. Ye also thinks she can try it again. If she can make roast duck, her braised pork shop will have another signature dish.

"Yes, Mom, your craftsmanship is better than my sister's, so you can definitely make it."

Ye Xilin actively persuaded Ye Mu to make roast duck. If it is done, the family can eat it often.

Before Ye Mu agreed, Ye Xilin said with a smile: "I will bring two more ducks back from Xiaohoushan tomorrow."

There are already many chickens and sows in the backyard, but there is really no room for ducks.

The Ye family's ducks are all raised at the foot of Xiaohou Mountain. Every day, Mr. Ye or Ye Xilin will catch two ducks and cook them for Ye's father.

Father Ye gave Mother Ye a piece of roast duck, and said with a sly smile:

"Dad brought back two ducks today. I'll make one braised duck tomorrow, and leave the remaining one for you to make roast duck, madam."

"Okay, I'll try it tomorrow, but I may not be able to make it." Mother Ye thought about the roast duck her daughter made last time, and she didn't have much confidence in her heart.

"Mom, let me help you." Wang Chunyu said positively.

The next day, they were going to make roast chicken and duck in the morning. Ye Mu and Wang Chunyu got up early.

Wang Chunyu was responsible for killing the chickens, while Ye Mu was responsible for lighting the stove and burning charcoal.

The roast chickens sold well in the past two days. Both roast chickens were sold out before lunch. Father Ye planned to add one more roast chicken today and bring three roast chickens over.

However, Ye's mother asked Wang Chunyu to kill four chickens. Ye's mother planned to keep one at home for everyone to try.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were very quick with their hands and had already cleaned and marinated the four chickens before breakfast.

After breakfast, the charcoal in the oven has been burned and the chicken has been marinated, just ready to be put in the oven for roasting.

The oven at home is not big, and can only hold two chickens at most. Four chickens need to be roasted in two batches.

Fortunately, the chicken is not big and can be cooked in a quarter and a half. It is also time to cook the roasted chicken in two batches without delaying Ye's father's trip to the braised meat shop.

Mother Ye sat by the oven and watched over it, flipping the roasted chicken when the time came.

Wang Chunyu was killing ducks by the pool. After roasting the chicken, he could roast the duck again.

The ducks that Ye Qingqing used to make roast duck last time were caught by Ye Xilin. They were both old ducks that laid eggs. The meat of old ducks is inherently older.

Ye Mu felt that the roast duck Ye Qingqing cooked last time was old and poor, maybe because the duck used was wrong.

When making roast duck this time, Ye Mu specially picked a young female duck.

The female duck is smaller and the meat is more tender than the male duck, so it is very suitable for roast duck.

Ye Mu thought that she would add a little rice wine to stew duck meat to enhance the flavor and remove the fishy smell, so she coated the duck with a thin layer of rice wine inside and out.

After applying the rice wine, rub the duck with spice powder and salt. Even before the duck is roasted in the oven, it already smells delicious.

Wang Chunyu on the side looked at Ye Mu with admiration. Just by smelling the smell, he knew that this roast duck must be good.

After the first two batches of roasted chicken were cooked, there was not much charcoal in the oven, so Ye Mu added a few wrist-thick hard wood to the oven again.

After the wood is burned, a lot of red charcoal is left behind.

Ye Mu used a stick to spread the charcoal evenly in the oven, and then hung the marinated duck in the oven.

Father Ye on the side has already cleaned the ingredients for braised pork, and packed up the fragrant roast chicken and took it to the braised pork shop.

In the past, Ye Qingqing was always woken up by Tang Xiaojing.

Ever since the Ye family started cooking roasted chicken in the past two days, Ye Qingqing was always awakened by the enticing aroma of roasted chicken.

Ye's mother in the front room started cooking roast chicken early in the morning. The aroma of roast chicken wafted from Ye's house to Tang's house, and then to Ye Qingqing's little nose.

Ye Qingqing, who was still sleeping, smelled the rich aroma of meat. He was also eating roast chicken in his dream, and his stomach growled.

Ye Qingqing woke up in a daze and found that there was still drool at the corner of his mouth.

The Ye family's roast chicken is more effective than the big rooster. Ye Qingqing, who usually can't get up no matter how much the chicken crows, woke up early in the morning with greed.

After breakfast, the smell of roast chicken was gone, but the smell of roast duck slowly came back.

"Did Mom make roast duck?" Ye Qingqing smelled it carefully again, it was quite fragrant.

Ye Qingqing and Tang Xiaojing went out together, but Tang Xiaojing went to the mountains to check the medicine fields, while Ye Qingqing went back to her parents' house to join in the fun.

Ye Qingqing took the embroidery drawings to Ye's house, planning to go over and make embroidery with Ye's mother, and eat some roast duck by the way.

When Ye Qingqing came over, the duck was still roasting in the oven, but the smell had already spread, and the whole yard was filled with the aroma of roast duck.

Snowball and Sweet Potato had been guarding the oven for a long time. When they saw Ye Qingqing coming over, they were very cold and focused on guarding the oven.

"Mom, the roast duck you made is so delicious."

Mother Ye smiled and said, "Your little nose is so smart."

As she spoke, Mother Ye moved the mud bricks from the door of the oven, took out the roast duck and turned it over.

Ye Xilin on the side threw a few fist-sized sweet potatoes into the oven.

After a while, in addition to the smell of roast duck, the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes came from the yard.

Ye Qingqing, who had just eaten breakfast, suddenly felt that she was hungry again.

At this time, Wang Chunyu, who had just finished feeding, came over holding the fat and white Xiaoqi.

Ye Qingqing comes to Ye's house almost every day. Seeing that Ye Qingqing is no stranger to her, the little guy smiled and stretched out his hand towards her, wanting Ye Qingqing to hug him.

Ye Qingqing put the things in his hands on the stone table and picked up the heavy little guy.

Ye Qingqing kissed the little guy's slippery face, and made funny faces to tease the little guy, which made Xiao Qi laugh, and the people in the yard couldn't help but laugh too.