"My God, so many fish!?"

Wu Tao, who was making buns, wontons and dumplings for the resort tourists in the morning, was so busy that he had no time to wear clothes, so he was pulled by Martinez.

He stared blankly at the big fish piled up with more than ten pickup trucks and had never seen such a scene in his life, and was stunned as soon as he got off the car.

"What's this? It's just that after fishing for more than two kilometers, it's just a tributary that has caught so much.

I'm so tired that I want to take a break first."

Han Xuan climbed ashore with both hands and feet. He didn't expect that he would be tired of catching fish one day, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If you have seen the scene of carp jumping in American lakes, you can know how many Asian carp exists in the lakes and rivers captured by carp.

Cradles of fish were carried ashore one after another, and some species that were still jumping, and those that were not easy to survive, died after they broke out of the water.

However, the temperature is not high, and there is no annoying insects such as flies, and it will not deteriorate if stored for a short time.

"Do you want me to use these fish... to cook?"

Wu Tao thought about it and felt that Han Xuan had only one possibility to come over. Cold sweat suddenly appeared and would be exhausted.

“No, no one will eat it if it is made.

At most, I can make soup with fish heads, and the rest of the place will be wasted.

I want to ask you, would it be easy to make fish balls with these Asian carp in large quantities?"

"We can definitely do it, we usually use grass carp as raw materials.

It has many large thorns and is easy to pick out. The small ones are chopped up with a knife, which will not affect the taste and will not stagnate the throat. It just takes more time."

Compared to cooking with these fish, Wu Tao thought it would be more troublesome to make them into fish balls. The cold sweat on his forehead was flowing down, for fear that he would suddenly say, "Then go and do it..."

He quickly added: "When I was studying at Yanjing Oriental Hong Cooking Chef School, the school had a machine that specialized in processing meatballs.

I don’t know if it’s OK to remove fish bones, but it should be useful after modification. Making fish balls in large quantities is better than a machine.”

"I got it, arrange some people first, and freeze the fish.

You try to make a batch of fish balls and give them a taste. If you like it or not, remember not to mention it is made of carp meat.”

Han Xuansi thought about it and thought it was unlikely that Americans would directly eat carp, but fish balls are quite suitable for Western tastes.

He once drank clear soup with fish balls in a two-star Michelin restaurant in New York.

Only by not letting customers know the raw materials can we get the most objective evaluation to see if there is a market for fish balls.

Han Xuan would not get up early without profit, and he was not so noble that he could help the United States eliminate fish harm for free.

He was eyeing the money that the government allocated to kill Asian carp. Just now, Old Patton said that he allocated $200 million last year, and the general method could not remove them at all. He would definitely allocate funds again this year.

I think if I had a way to solve the carp, government officials who were troubled by the shrinking fishery would be happy to use this money to "invest" him free of charge.

This is a money-free transaction that can make money. As long as it can be successful, the profit will be large, at least hundreds of millions...

Just as they were busy catching fish.

Winnie was lying in the haystack basking in the sun, her little eyes staring at Old John.

Old John was busy teaching new trainee cowboys, driving agricultural tractors, oversized wheels, open-air driving, and the kind of tractors with steering wheels.

In the aesthetics of brown bears, this is the coolest car.

It gently stepped on its right foot and found that the speed of the car was slowing down. It understood that it had stepped on the wrong thing, so it hurriedly stepped on another pedal.

The bear's paw shaking, turned the steering wheel, and screaming happily!

Stick your head and breathe, looking for the owner's smell, it wants to show off at this moment (~^~)

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Chapter completed!