Jiang Weiming led Jiang Yong into the kitchen and introduced him to Jiang Weiguo, "This is my second son, Jiang Yong."
"Hello, Uncle Qi," greeted Jiang Yong, his tone carrying a hint of estrangement.
"No luggage?" Jiang Weiguo asked, choosing a rather peculiar point of entry.
"He's not staying. He has a flight tonight; I'm making him a dish. Feng, help me get five eggs and two bags of sugar," said Jiang Weiming, going to wash his hands first.
Jiang Weiming took the five egg yolks, added a little more than one bag of sugar, mung bean starch, and water, scattered it, stirred to mix. The mixture of sugar, egg yolks, and starch was hard to mix. Jiang Feng wanted to help, but Jiang Weiming insisted on doing it himself from start to finish.
After mixing well, he added some more water and stirred again before straining it twice. He poured it into the pot, heated it, and added lard, constantly stirring with a ladle.
