The blades of the machine rotated rapidly under the drive of electricity, and the pink fish turned into white minced meat almost instantly.
Jiang Qiuqiu immediately pressed pause.
"Don't beat the meat too loosely, it's almost fine."
"After the beating is done, we continue to pour the minced meat back into the basin to start the next step."
Although Jiujiu's dishes are delicious, the Yazi with the minced meat poured down is really not very beautiful, it's sticky.
This slimy thing is what Changbei hates the most.
He muttered, "It's fine if you like fish with pickled cabbage, I don't understand why you like to eat this kind of fish."
"Because Yu Sui Sui is also a fish."
"Do you just like eating fish so much! Were you a fish spirit in your previous life?"
"No." Qiu Dao stared at the light screen, his mouth moved: "The last life should be the same as this life. He was a cat spirit, so he likes to eat fish so much."
Qiu Dao's tone was so serious, Changbei felt that he was simply bewitched by the delicious food.
To know…
Usually he never joked with him like this.
So he leaned in front of Qiu Dao, "Speaking of which, I'm also a kind of cat, why don't I like eating fish!"
"Maybe you were a mint in your previous life, so you hate it."
"... How is it possible! How could I be a fish, I have always been Mr. Mighty! Your assumption is wrong!"
"Okay! Don't be noisy, be more mature, I want to watch the live broadcast!"
Seeing his ecstasy, Changbei snapped, "It's really time to tell Jiang Jiujiu not to be a fish in the future."
"Stop arguing, come and watch the live broadcast!"
He reluctantly lay down on the edge of the bed.
The snow-white fish paste was in the big basin. Jiang Jiujiu took out her 'royal' stirring stick, and stirred the fish vigorously in one direction. When the resistance increased, she put down the iron stick and put on disposable gloves.
Beating fish paste is the most critical step in making fish balls. Whether the balls are springy, soft, and chewy depends on whether this step is in place.
The slightly sticky fish meat was lifted high, then fell heavily, the meat collided with each other and made a squeaking sound, and the snow-white juice splashed—
This step seems to be very healing, but everyone is a little worried when they look at Jiang Qiuqiu's thin arms and legs.
[Feels like Rourou is going to take Jiujiu out]
[Is it because we don't have enough cards for Jiujiu? Why don't you hire an assistant for throwing meatballs? I'm going to feel distressed, so that when I eat fish balls later, I can't bear to eat two at a time! This is too much of a waste of my hard work—]
[Wait, you said throwing balls? ? ? Here, Zhou Zheng said that this person is very good at making balls]
People who have been in the circle still understand the stalk of Zhou Zheng, so everyone is on the barrage Zhou Zheng.
Suddenly, the person's name filled the entire screen.
Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who is Zhou Zheng?"
"Why are you brushing him?"
A good person popularized what happened, and used VIP privileges to post the pictures uploaded by Zhou Zheng in the circle in the barrage area in the left comment area.
Sunshine Boy sat on the shoulders of the mech. He was tall and tall, with pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and biceps. He was obviously a good material for smashing meatballs.
[How about it! Do you want to hire one!]
"..."
"Although the little brother is very good-looking, I can smash the balls myself! It will be ready soon!"
"I can't use it~"
As soon as she finished speaking, the terminal beeped, and she poked it, and found that the flashing avatar on the terminal was of a black hole.
He sent a message, but Jiang Qiuqiu didn't click on it, only saw the exposed-
[Tired of smashing meatballs? Otherwise I...]
He is watching the live broadcast
He wants to help