Soon, the second meatball, which was more than twice the size of the small meatball, was cooked and floated on top of the boiling soup.
Yuan Gungun quickly stepped forward and picked it up with a claw fence, and placed it in the second steel basin on the wooden table. When he turned around, while Gong Liang was not paying attention, he secretly stuffed a meatball into his mouth and ate it.
It thinks what it does is so secretive, but in fact nothing can escape the sharp eyes of little Mi Gu.
As soon as he saw it eating meatballs secretly, Migu flew to Gongliang and reported that, daddy, daddy, Gungun was eating meatballs secretly.
Yuan Gungun quickly swallowed the meatballs into his stomach, opened his mouth and yelled "Ouch" in defense: I didn't eat it? If you don't believe it, look at my mouth, there are no meatballs.
How could such a trick be hidden from Gongliang? He was just too lazy to pay attention to it. He was also a little annoyed by the flying Migu, and was afraid that she would fall into the pot, so he said: "Migu, go look at the meatballs. Who knows?"
If you dare to eat it secretly, you will spit on it."
Well, Migu accepted this great task very happily.
He flew over and sat on the table, staring at everyone around him with his big black eyes. If anyone dared to come and steal the meatballs now, they would probably be finished immediately.
Yuan Gungun is also honest. He doesn't dare to steal rice when he's there. He doesn't dare to experience the feeling of falling to the ground motionless again.
Gongliang once again took out a large piece of wild beef from his treasure bag and beat it.
In his previous life, there was also a kind of beaten beef balls in southern Fujian and Chaoshan areas of Guangdong, which was locally called "beef meatballs". Gong here means beating, beating hard. Generally, these meatballs are made with two irons.
It is made by beating with sticks repeatedly and tastes very strong, much better than the ones made by machines.
The wild beef was beaten by the gravity of the giant bones, and it didn't take long before it turned into a puddle of minced meat.
Gongliang put the pile of minced meat into a basin, added wet potato starch and egg white in three batches, stirred evenly, and pounded it until it became gluey.
This time, he did not directly knead the wild beef into meatballs. Instead, he took out a ball of stuffing that had already been prepared and wrapped it into a ball of fist-sized meatballs, and then put it into the boiling water.
Cook it in a pot. This kind of meatballs is relatively large, and in the end I only made more than a hundred.
It also takes a while to cook.
After it was cooked, Gongliang personally came forward and scooped up the big meatballs.
Then, I put some fried flour into the soup pot where the meatballs are cooked to make the soup inside thicker. Finally, I seasoned it with crystal rock salt and small fish meal, and then added a little wild pepper powder. It tasted very delicious.
, and has a slightly spicy taste, very delicious.
While he was pounding the meatballs, people from Guifang were constantly attracted by the sound of pounding the raw beef and the smell of the meatballs. By the time he finished making the meatballs, a group of people had already gathered around him.
It's just right, it saves him publicity.
This is the kind of effect Gong Liang wants.
I saw him looking at the people from Guifang who were watching, and said with a slight smile: "Everyone, young Gongliang, I want to go to the temple to visit your place. I heard that gold in our tribe is cheap, so I want to exchange some with you. When I go to Dongtu in the future,
It can come in handy. Then let's be more generous and spend money like water, so that they know how rich we people in the wilderness are; let them know that the most valuable thing in our wilderness is actually gold."
"Ha ha ha ha"
The onlookers laughed loudly.
Someone asked: "Then how do you sell these meatballs?"
Gongliang scratched his head and said with a pure face: "I don't know either. Let's do this! I'll get some meatballs for everyone to try first. After everyone eats it, you can change it as you like. Of course, it doesn't have to be used.
Gold, as long as it is something that everyone thinks can be exchanged for meatballs. Don’t they all say that the people in the East are stupid? Maybe the things we exchange from Guifang Country can be sold in the East for a big price."
The onlookers laughed again.
Gongliang grabbed a handful of small meatballs and the second kind of meatballs and distributed them to the people from Guifang who were watching.
After someone ate it, he said, "Your meatballs taste good. A small meatball can be exchanged for at least a dime of gold."
"A dime of gold is too little, at least two cents; the larger meatballs can be exchanged for a piece of gold; the largest meatballs are at least ten yuan." Someone else said.
The people next to me nodded when they heard this, feeling that this proposal was fair.
In fact, it is a bit cheap to exchange such delicious meatballs for gold. You must know that the beef itself can be exchanged for a lot of gold, let alone making such delicious meatballs.
However, no one said this kind of thing, they kept it in their hearts. If they said it, the price of meatballs would increase. Everyone has their own thoughts, even pure tonic tribesmen are not that stupid.
Gongliang was so happy when he heard this. A dime of gold in Guifang Country is equivalent to a small golden ball, at least a few ounces in weight. He was going to a big rhythm! But there was no joy on his face.
Said: "Since everyone said so, let's exchange it like this. Let me say it again, not only gold, but also anything that is worth the same value as meatballs can be exchanged."
At this time, Huai Ren walked out of the inn.
He looked at the three kinds of meatballs in front of the wooden table and said, "Boy, that's not bad! I didn't expect you to have such skills."
"You always praise me, but it's just so-so." Gongliang said modestly, picked up a small meatball and handed it over, "Try it, old man."
Huai Ren glared, "Who can bear to eat such small things?" He picked up the largest meatball without any politeness, opened his mouth and bit into it.
"Old man" Gongliang shouted quickly.
When Huairen heard this, he stopped and said unhappily: "What, little guy, I helped you refine so much gold, isn't it worth a meatball?"
"No, old man," Gongliang explained hurriedly.
But Huairen didn't want to hear it, and bit into the big meatball without politeness. Suddenly, a stream of steaming soup spurted out from the big meatball. Huairen subconsciously turned his head to the side, and the soup immediately wiped away the meatball.
The temples flew past and turned into raindrops, falling on the faces and heads of the onlookers.
The soup flowed from the faces of the onlookers to the corners of their mouths. Some people tasted it and were immediately moved and speechless by the delicious taste.
"this"
Huairen didn't expect that the meatball would spurt out anything, and was dumbfounded for a moment.
Gongliang said helplessly: "Old man, I wanted to remind you, but I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry. These big meatballs are different from those small meatballs. They are filled with fillings and soup. You have to bite them gently and suck them in slowly.
Only the soup inside can eat the meat outside."
Huairen woke up and took a sip of the soup. The delicious feeling instantly filled his entire mouth.
This was a taste he had never tasted in his life. He was stunned for a moment and said, "What kind of meatballs are these?"
"Because it pees, I call it Peeing Wild Beef Balls."