Daryl's expression goes flat, as though Byerly's just asked him an inestimably stupid question. He pauses a few seconds, to see if this is some kind of joke. Finally, he says, "I'd make it." Obviously.

It hasn't occurred to Daryl that, on an entirely different planet where no one knows, precisely, what being a 'prole' (some fancy word for redneck, he assumes) means to him. Obviously, he knows how to make the stuff. That's part of everything Byerly is laughing at him for.