Age: My Small World

Before he could finish his words, Yang Jun already knew what he wanted to do.

really.

"Well, I still have half a bottle of Xifeng here. I'll bring it over later and we can drink some. I'll also let you taste my cooking skills. How about that?"

This is to eat some meat.

Yang Jun was not polite and simply shook his head to refuse.

"Don't bother you, Uncle Xu. My cooking skills are pretty good too."

"Oh, no trouble, I'll get it right away."

Seeing that he was determined to argue, Yang Jun simply said coldly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Xu, I don't have enough food at home, so I can't treat you to a meal."

After hearing what Yang Jun said, Xu Xiangyang smiled awkwardly.

"That's right. It's not easy for everyone. So you should go back and cook early."

Although there was a smile on his face, he had cursed Yang Jun countless times in his heart.

This kind of person is like this. He will be happy when he takes advantage of others, but he will not remember the favor. When he fails to gain any benefit, he will hold a grudge, and it will last for a long time, even for a lifetime.

When I got home, no one was there. It seemed that my mother and second sister had not returned yet.

Yang Jun put his things away, then got up and went to the kitchen.

The small kitchen is fully equipped with everything.

Yang Jun had already bought a large boiler, which was just right for cooking.

There were seasonings such as salt and soy sauce placed next to it, but they were not as abundant as later, with only a few items.

Without rushing to wash the meat, Yang Jun first took out the glutinous rice from the small world and steamed it.

Rice steamed in a steamer is actually better than rice cooked in a steamer, but most people in the north don’t do that.

He beat the steamed glutinous rice into rice cakes. Just eating a little bit of it with some sugar tasted very happy.

In addition, he also got some raw glutinous rice, added some meat pieces, and wrapped it in lotus leaves and steamed it. This is the man’s rice dumpling, and it is a big meat rice dumpling. Even those who don’t like meat will be addicted to it after eating just one.

This was not the end yet. He once again used glutinous rice and a big knife to make a piece of meat stuffed with sand.

This is also a Sichuan dish, but it is relatively sweet.

Cut some big pieces, put some sugar between two pieces, then put them on the bottom of the bowl and cover them with glutinous rice. This is the meat with sand in it.

Some have brown sugar and sesame in the middle, but they are not as crispy and fragrant.

Su Ma is the name used in the southwest, and to be more precise, it refers to the fruit seeds of Perilla frutescens.

I cooked three dishes in a row before I saw my mother come home.

"Xiaoshan, don't you have class today?"

"Well, I have to go out for something."

Li Xiaohua didn't ask any more questions and immediately took over the work in his hands.

"What are you steaming?"

"I made some pork with sand in it. You and your second sister can try it later."

"What the hell is this meat with sand in it? Did you buy meat again?"

"I have meat coupons, it would be a shame not to buy it."

Li Xiaohua felt quite helpless.

"Xiaoshan, we can't keep eating like this at home. Look at your second sister, she's already eaten herself to bits."

Of course, it’s not that exaggerated, but my thin second sister has regained her normal figure, so it can’t be said that she has gained weight.

"Mom, it's better to be a little fatter. I also want you to be a little fatter."

Now that he's a little fatter, people actually admire him more because it's a sign of a relatively good family background. "Haha, hurry back to the house. Mom will call you when she's ready to eat."

I didn't buy it and sent him back into the house.

In fact, I just want him to rest and do the things myself.

Yang Jun did not refute and quietly entered the house.

At the desk, he picked up a book and started reading.

Although he is very busy and seems to be busy all the time, he actually still has a lot of free time.

After all, who can fully recover their energy after resting in the small world for two or three hours?

In the past, he would follow the eight-hour sleep habit, but after drinking more spiritual water, he found that the longer he slept, the more time he wasted, because the last few hours were completely unnecessary rest time, and he could not even fall asleep.

Now he sleeps about two to three hours.

Therefore, Yang Jun can spare a lot of time every day to do things.

For example, practicing boxing, studying, organizing things in the small world, farming and harvesting, etc.

After reading for a while, he closed his eyes and rubbed them.

"In another month or two, I'll probably be able to completely learn all the university knowledge. It seems I'm not a genius after all."

Yang Jun shook his head. Even though he had the gift of photographic memory, it took him until his sophomore year to learn and understand all the university knowledge. It was obvious that he was not a genius, but just an ordinary person.

"Thankfully, I've thoroughly understood the knowledge. There's not much I don't understand. Otherwise, I'd be embarrassed to answer questions in the future."

As soon as he put down the book, he smelled a strong fragrance entering his nose.

"Hoohoo... Mom is cooking some pork again."

He couldn't help swallowing and then stood up.

At the same time, the entire courtyard of No. 69 was filled with the aroma of meat.

Everyone also knew that Yang Jun brought back a piece of meat at noon, and that his family was cooking meat in the backyard.

"Mom, I'm so hungry. I want to eat meat."

In the front yard, Lin Yi licked the corner of his mouth and pulled He Yu's hand to act coquettishly, but unfortunately he didn't get any response.

"When your father comes back, tell him and ask him to buy you some meat."

When his father was mentioned, Lin Yi stopped answering and didn't dare to say more.

In the room of the widow Wu Xier in the middle courtyard, the pretty widow also swallowed her saliva at this moment.

"My goodness, eating stewed meat in broad daylight, I don't know how delicious it is."

"That young man from the Yang family is so handsome. It would be great if he was interested in me." Wu Xier has a lively personality and couldn't help but think too much at this moment.

For a while, the whole yard was bustling with activity because of the Yang family's stewed meat, and every household started cooking, so as to avoid being tempted to satisfy their gluttony.

In front of the stove, Yang Jun sat down and lit the fire, allowing his mother to cook in peace.

The braised pork belly has been prepared. Put it aside and cover the small bowl with a lid to prevent the heat from escaping. It is just right to open it when you are ready to eat.

Then Li Xiaohua had to cook a new Beijing dish she had just learned, which was called clay pot white meat, but it was actually the sour cabbage stewed pork belly that is commonly eaten in Shandong Province.

"If you serve glutinous rice cakes, stuffed meat, and rice dumplings on the table, we won't be able to finish them all. I don't know where you get so many meat tickets."

It was true that Yang Jun only brought in a few pounds of meat, but he must have taken out some more after entering the house, so it seemed like there were dozens of pounds in total.

"Mom, I can finish it. You know my appetite."

He was really good at eating, which made Li Xiaohua speechless instantly.

But he still added, "I'll send some glutinous rice cakes to Aunt Xie's family later. Meat can't be sent there."

If she gave away the meat, she would definitely be exposed. Li Xiaohua knew the importance of this. (End of this chapter)