Wei Han watched from the sidelines, his eyes wide with amazement. Recalling his usual vegetable-cutting movements, he immediately felt ashamed. Not only did he not know as much as a child under ten, but his movements were also not as skillful as the child's.
Wei Hanjie: "You educated youth, how did you teach the children? How did you manage to get them to do so well?"
Yu Rujia: "It's all about practice."
She wasn't exactly lying; their children started handling knives when they were four years old, and the youngest of the four older children, Duoxi, had been handling knives for three or four years.
He learned the methods of the Nestorian Church from Gao Shu, practiced every day, and after several years, his knife skills became excellent.
Wei Han felt he couldn't watch any longer, otherwise he would be driven to a state of depression by the shock.
They changed direction and slowly made their way towards Gao Shujing's bicycle shed.
After washing the clothes he had changed out of the night before, Gao Shujing had nothing to do, so he went into the car shed to fix things.
Seeing Wei Hanjie saunter over with a sullen expression, Gao Shujing asked, "What's wrong with Wei Hanjie? Why does he look like that?"
Wei Hanjie: "Gao Zhiqing, if I have children in the future, could you please help teach them? I don't expect them to learn a lot, just a fifth of their abilities would be enough."
Gao Shujing personally raised his children to be the way they are today, excelling in both domestic and external affairs, and capable in both academics and martial arts.
Duofu also has a skill;
Although he didn't teach Duoshou his medical skills, his wife taught him, which made Gao Shujing extremely proud.
Gao Shujing could barely suppress the upward curve of his lips: "They are still young, they have plenty to learn; Wei Zhiqing is also good, with such good skills, he is more than capable of teaching your future children."
It's his duty to teach his own children well, but he simply doesn't have the energy to teach other people's children.
At lunchtime, even though Wei Han knew the menu beforehand, he was still disappointed when he actually started eating.
The food that Duolu, a child not yet nine years old, and Duoxi, a child just eight years old, made was much better than his.
If he hadn't watched them cook the dishes with his own eyes, he would have believed it even if someone told him that the dishes were made by a chef from a state-run restaurant.
Wei Han asked, "Duo Lu, Duo Xi, could you teach me how to cook?"
Meat may not be available all the time, but the vegetarian dishes that Duoxi makes taste far superior to the meat dishes he usually makes.
The meat he bought at a high price wasn't as good as a few green vegetables; his cooking skills definitely need improvement.
The two little ones added a bit too much seasoning, but he had observed that, apart from oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and wine, all other seasonings could be bought from Rujia or grown by himself.
He can buy things like oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and wine with money and coupons. If he doesn't have enough coupons, he can go to the black market.
He's been with the Shangfen Brigade for over a year, and he didn't come here for nothing. He already knew where the black market was and had even been there a few times.
A single purchase in town can last for at least six months.
So as long as his skills improve, he will be able to make such delicious dishes.
In the morning, Duolu made four meat dishes and one vegetable dish, while Duoxi made one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and a soup.
Duolu loves to eat and has put a lot of effort into his cooking skills, making him the best among the children.
He was willing to cook all the dishes, but Yu Rujia disagreed. She said it didn't matter whether he used the life skills or not, but he had to know them.
Cooking is a life skill that every child should learn.
Therefore, the two people working in shifts will consciously divide the dishes and take turns cooking them, just to familiarize themselves with life skills.
Duolu said smugly, "If Uncle Wei can spar with us every day after he recovers, I can teach him how to cook. You'll have to prepare the ingredients and seasonings yourself, though."
They usually sparred with just a few familiar people, and they knew the moves pretty well. Now that someone with good skills had finally come along, Duolu really wanted to learn from him.
Wei Hanjie: "Okay, you can come anytime once my injury has healed."
He wanted to keep eating at the Yu family's place, but that was obviously impossible. He would make a fortune just by bringing over a sheep and eating such delicious food for three days. He didn't have that kind of capital every day, so if he wanted to eat better, he had to cook for himself.
Gao Shujing is busy with work and he is too embarrassed to bother him, but Duolu and the others could try to persuade him.
Although Duolu and his friends are young, when it comes to academics, the most accomplished are the best teachers. Their skills are undeniable, and he can't possibly mind them even if he wanted to.
After settling on Duo Lu, the young culinary master, Wei Han turned his gaze to Yu Rujia: "Yu Zhiqing, could you sell me half a pound of each of the seasonings we use in the kitchen?"
Yu Rujia: "Half a jin? Isn't that too much? Some seasonings are only used a few times a year, and half a jin would last for several years."
Wei Hanjie: "I don't know much about those seasonings. How about you prepare a year's worth for me based on your family's usage?"
Yu Rujia: "There are more than twenty kinds of commonly used seasonings. Do you want them all?"
Wei Hanjie: "Yes, I want anything that your family will need."
Yu Rujia: "No problem, I'll go and organize it for you this afternoon. If it's not enough, I'll go to the mountains after the New Year to collect some and process it for you."
Wei Hanjie: "No rush. It will take me at least a month to fully recover. You have plenty of time to take care of these things."
Wei Hanjie suffered a series of setbacks in the morning and stayed at the Yu family's house in the afternoon. He couldn't compare to the adults; all he wanted to know now was how big the gap was between himself and the Yu family's children.
Then I saw Gao Shujing leading a group of children to work.
Two-year-old Duole also rolled up his sleeves and washed the vegetables in the warm water. His chubby little hands weren't as nimble as his older brothers', but the little guy's earnest expression deserved full marks.
With two meals to fall back on, Wei Han felt that he wouldn't be surprised no matter what kind of food the Yu family brought out.
But when he saw the food scattered all over the ground, Wei Hanjie couldn't help but open his mouth wide. My goodness, there was at least twenty or thirty pounds of meat here. The meat he used for breakfast and lunch combined didn't amount to this much.
Let alone outsiders, even in his own home in the capital, which is considered a well-off family, the total meat consumption for several people in a month doesn't even reach this much.
Although it's all meat from the mountains or offal, it doesn't cost much.
But with so much meat, they probably can't finish it all in one meal.
In addition to the meat, there were also several large piles of green vegetables.
Wei Hanjie, having considered this point, asked directly, "Will we be able to finish all this food tonight? If we can't finish it, and we wash it, won't it spoil even more easily?"
Gao Shujing: "Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, a big day that only comes once a year, so let's have a more lavish meal."
Wei Hanjie: "Isn't this too much?"
Gao Shujing: "You brought a whole sheep to eat for three days. If you eat less than 20 catties of meat a day, it will be disrespectful to the sheep. Don't worry, we can finish all these dishes."
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