Chapter 24 Fish Balls (Please Read On)

Seeing that his mother didn't agree, Li Duoyu hurriedly said:

"It's still early for confinement, you can raise another batch of chickens, kill one first to nourish your daughter-in-law, she has been taking two classes alone recently, it's too tiring."

Chen Huiying thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

When the little fat boy heard that he was going to kill a chicken, he was so moved that he almost cried. Today, he not only bought pork, but also killed chickens, which was more abundant than his family's New Year.

Without waiting for grandma's consent, he went into the chicken coop and opened his arms to hug the biggest rooster.

"Grandma, can this one do?"

Seeing that the precious grandson was rebelling in the chicken coop, Chen Huiying hurriedly shouted:

"Don't catch that big rooster, your aunt has a baby in her belly, she can't eat roosters."

"Then grandma, I'll catch the hen."

"That one is laying eggs, so you can't catch it. You come out first, I'll catch it myself."

Seeing that they had already started catching chickens.

Li Duoyu went to grandma's vegetable garden again and pulled some green garlic and ginger.

Then Zhou Xiaoying and I took the chopping board and knife, and carried the whole bucket of seafood to the well 100 meters away.

We found that there were already many people by the well. Neighbor Wang Po was sitting on a small stool and washing clothes on the stone slabs, while Uncle Hu next door was washing the balang fish he had just bought from the dock.

This fish has a huge output and is very cheap. The docks sell it by basket. Even in later times, a pound of wild balang fish is unlikely to exceed 10 yuan.

Uncle Hu's family specializes in balang fish. When the weather is hot, they make dried balang fish. When the weather is cold, they make some semi-wet salted balang fish.

And his children are almost never at home. They are all selling balang fish outside. Some sell them on the streets of Rongcheng, and some sell them in the villages in the mountains.

Life is a bit hard now.

But Li Duoyu remembers that Uncle Hu's children later bought cars and houses in Rongcheng, and also opened several stalls in the seafood wholesale market, and their lives are quite comfortable.

Seeing Li Duoyu carrying so many seafood, Grandpa Hu asked casually: "It's a festival today, so it's so rich."

Wang Po, who was washing clothes, smiled and said:

"Duoyu has been reported and took photos with the leaders, so we have to celebrate."

"That makes sense. Duoyu suddenly became so well-behaved. I'm a little uncomfortable. Old Li should go to the ancestral grave to pay respects."

"Old Li's ancestral grave is far away, on the other side of the Bohai Sea."

Wang Po said, looking at Zhou Xiaoying who had little meat on her body, and said to Li Duoyu:

"Hurry up and give Xiaoying some supplements. If she is so thin, how can she have the strength to give birth to a child in the future."

Li Duoyu smiled and said:

"Do it now, and give her a big meal every day in the future."

"You can't lie to Xiaoying."

Li Duoyu chatted with the neighbors for a few more words, and then began to deal with these seafood. Because he worked illegally in the island country, he spent most of his time in the kitchen.

He has killed most of the sea fish.

However, his skillful way of killing fish made the neighbors dumbfounded.

A 15-jin big croaker, a 7-8-jin dog shark and an oil cone were processed by Li Duoyu in less than a few minutes.

The meat and fish bones were separated, and the fish were killed very beautifully, even the fish bones were removed, which was no worse than those fishermen who killed fish all year round.

Uncle Hu, who was stunned, couldn't help asking.

"Who did you learn this skill from?"

Li Duoyu responded casually:

"Killing fish is so simple, you can learn it after watching it for a few times, why do you need to find someone to learn it."

Hearing this, Uncle Hu didn't want to reply for a moment, feeling offended.

Zhou Xiaoying, who was brushing the pen holder, didn't show much surprise when she saw Li Duoyu killing fish so skillfully.

She felt that she was used to it these days and was too lazy to think so much. Maybe Duoyu was secretly working hard in a place where they couldn't see.

When Li Duoyu finished processing the seafood and returned to the yard,

A Niang was holding a young hen. The feathers on its neck had been ripped off. Then she used scissors to cut it directly. The young hen struggled violently for a few times.

As the chicken claws stiffened, it stopped moving.

After seeing Li Duoyu coming back.

Chen Huiying asked again: "If you don't know how to make fish balls, I'll help you make them."

Li Duoyu put the seafood on the stone bar.

"Watch me this time. I guarantee that the fish balls I make will be the best in Dandan Island."

"You're just being arrogant."

But the next second, Chen Huiying's eyes were as big as copper bells, as if she was cast under a spell.

His unlearned and careless son really looked like a chef when chopping fish meat.

The kitchen knife chopped quickly on the chopping board, making dense and crisp sounds.

In less than five minutes.

A big catfish was chopped into fish pieces.

Then came the eel, shark, and pork.

The little fat boy was so shocked that he could fit two eggs in his mouth.

"Uncle, you chop so fast."

Chen Huiying was stunned and asked her daughter-in-law: "When did you teach him to cook?"

Zhou Xiaoying, who was chopping pork, was speechless: "Mom, I can't chop as well as he does. Do you think it might be me who taught me?"

"Then how come he is so good."

Zhou Xiaoying smiled bitterly: "I don't know. Maybe he learned it from somewhere. I just found out that Duoyu can cook recently."

Zhou Xiaoying suddenly remembered something. Some time ago, Duoyu came back drunk and made a lot of noise all night. He kept saying that after making money, he would go to the island country to be a chef.

I always thought he was talking nonsense when he was drunk.

I didn't expect that he was really working hard.

Zhou Xiaoying looked at Li Duoyu again. Since they had grown up together, she knew very well that Duoyu was not bad in nature and was very kind.

When I was in junior high school, I even rescued a girl from the sea. I would not bully others at will, and sometimes would protect those students who were bullied.

After Li Duoyu chopped the fish into pieces.

He divided the meat of the big fish into half for the eel and the shark. He planned to make two kinds of fish balls.

An eel ball.

A kind of shark pellet.

Li Duoyu put each piece of fish meat into a large stone mortar, picked up a mallet and started beating it.

The fish balls must taste good.

The fish meat must be as delicate as mud.

While beating, Li Duoyu added some seasoning salt and MSG, hammered for about half an hour, and added several kilograms of sweet potato powder.

Then, use your arms to stir continuously to soften the sweet potato powder and fish paste.

In the era before blenders, making fish balls was simply a manual job. Even if you were in your early twenties, you would have to work hard all night long.

After stirring for half an hour, Li Duoyu was covered in sweat.

"No, let's take a rest."

Zhou Xiaoying, who felt distressed, took a towel to wipe his sweat and shook his cattail leaf fan to cool him down.

Chen Huiying, who had just finished plucking the chicken feathers, came over carrying a big white chicken: "You know you're tired, get up and let me stir it up."

Finally, she walked to the stone mortar to take a look.

She found that the fish paste had already been beaten, and it was better than what she had made before. It was very tender and smooth, and there was not even a fish residue to be found.

Then a group of people took the wooden spoons specially used for making fish balls, put the fish paste in the spoon, then grabbed some minced meat and stuffed it into the fish paste in the spoon.

Turn around, wrap the fish balls in these minced meat, and place them in clean water.

This way the fish balls are wrapped.

However, there is still an important step, which is to put these fish balls in clear water into a large iron pot and cook them for more than ten minutes.

The fish balls are truly cooked.

Li Duoyu boiled a pot of water, poured the wrapped fish balls in batches, and stirred them with a shovel.

Looking at the big fish balls tumbling in the iron pot, Little Fatty's eyes widened. He already had bowls and chopsticks in his hands and kept swallowing his saliva.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"No need to be in a hurry. If you want to eat, your aunt and I will eat first."

"Ah, but I'm so hungry."