Driven by electricity, the blades of the machine spun rapidly, transforming the pink fish at into minced white at almost instantly.
Jiang Qiuqiu imdiately pressed pause.
“Don’t grind the at too finely, it’s almost ready.”
“After grinding, we’ll pour the minced at back into the bowl to proceed with the next step.”
Although Qiuqiu’s cooking was delicious, the appearance of this minced at pouring down was indeed not very attractive—sticky and gooey.
This sticky stuff was what Chang Bei disliked the most.
He grumbled, “Fine if you like eating sour and spicy fish, but I don’t get why you like eating this kind of fish mush.”
“Because fish mush is still fish.”
“You love eating fish that much! Were you a fish spirit in your past life?”
“Not really,” Qiu Dao stared at the screen, his mouth moving slightly. “In my past life, I should have been the sa as this life, a cat spirit. That’s why I love eating fish so much.”
Qiu Dao’s tone was so serious, Chang Bei felt he was genuinely captivated by food.
You know…
Normally, he never joked like this with him.
So he leaned over to Qiu Dao, “Well, if we’re talking like that, I must have been a kind of feline species too. So why don’t I like fish?”
“Maybe you were a fish spirit in your past life, so you hate it.”
“…Impossible! How could I be a fish? I’ve always been a mighty gentleman! Your idea is wrong!”
“Alright! Enough arguing, let’s be mature. I want to watch the live stream!”
Seeing how engrossed he was, Chang Bei sighed, “We really shouldn’t let Jiang Jiujiu cook fish anymore.”
“Stop arguing and co watch the live stream!”
Reluctantly, he lay down at the edge of the bed.
The snow-white fish paste in the large bowl, Jiang Jiujiu took out her “special” mixing rod, vigorously stirring the fish at in one direction. When the resistance increased, she set down the iron rod and put on disposable gloves.
The pounding of the fish paste is the crucial step in making fish balls. Whether the balls turn out bouncy, soft, and chewy depends entirely on this step being done right.
The slightly sticky fish at was lifted high and then slamd down heavily. The collision of at against at made a splashing sound, and white juice splattered around—
This step looked therapeutic, but everyone watching Jiang Qiuqiu’s slender arms and legs couldn’t help but worry a bit.
[It feels like the at is going to take Jiujiu away.]
[Is our Jiujiu’s reputation not enough? Why hasn’t she hired an assistant to slam the atballs? I’m starting to feel sorry; when I eat the fish balls later, I won’t be able to bear eating two in one go! This is too wasteful of Jiujiu’s hard work—]
[Wait, did you say slamming atballs??? @Zhou Zheng, they say you’re extrely good at rolling atballs.]
People who have been in the circle understand the reference to Zhou Zheng very well, so everyone started ntioning @Zhou Zheng in the barrage.
In no ti, his na covered the entire screen.
Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “Who is Zhou Zheng?”
“Why is everyone ntioning him?”
Soone kindly explained the situation and, using VIP privileges, posted pictures of Zhou Zheng from the circle in the comnt section.
The sunny boy sat on the shoulder of a cha, tall and muscular with well-defined chest, abs, and biceps, clearly a good candidate for smashing atballs.
[How about it! Should we hire him!]
“…”
“Although the young man is very handso, I can handle smashing atballs myself! It’ll be done quickly!”
“No need to use him~”
As soon as she finished speaking, her terminal beeped. She tapped it and saw a blinking avatar of Black Hole.
He sent a ssage over, but Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t open it. She only saw what was previewed:
[Tired of smashing atballs? Otherwise, I…]
Is he watching the live stream?
Does he want to co help?
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