Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 364-Make it! The God of Cookery Style Bursting Beef Balls
"Good morning, brothers and sisters. I'm currently in Tuofuhan Town, WS County, Aksu. There's a Yuanshan Seafood Farm here. Starting tomorrow, I'll be setting up a stall here for five days. If you're stopping by, feel free to stop by. This week's theme is seafood, featuring white Vannamei prawns, rainbow trout, sturgeon, mantis shrimp, and more. The seafood might be thriving in the pond one moment, and the next, it'll be on the grill or in the pot."

Wang Fan sent a message to the group and also posted a few live photos of the scene.

It wasn't that he was planning to eat fans' food, but he had said before that he would tell them wherever he went.

If there is anyone passing by, they can come over for a quick meal. If not, then forget it. His target group is the residents and neighbors living near Zhuo Qianqian's home.

He thought so, but his friends in the group did not think so.

Many group members had already gone to DJI after watching his live broadcast a few days ago. Now that they knew that Boss Wang was going to set up a stall, the gluttonous spirit of this group of people was instantly ignited.

"I finally got you. Luckily I didn't give up. I was avoiding the crowds and came to Aksu to eat some fruit. Isn't this a lucky coincidence? Hahaha!"

"Brothers, don't be jealous of me. I've already landed in WLMQ and will be heading straight to Aksu to try some for you!"

"Hahaha, I can tolerate other things, but I can't stand the idea of ​​eating seafood directly from a farm. I'm going to buy a ticket and fly over right now."

"Boss Wang is a bit underestimating how persistent we Cantonese people are in pursuing a fresh bite! There's a seafood market across from my house, but it can't compare to Boss Wang's cooking skills. So I'm going to go and bring a few of my childhood friends along."

Wang Fan didn't expect so many people to reply to his message. He was touched but didn't want to bother them. "It's fine if you're just passing by. There's no need to come all the way here. After all, this place is quite far."

Shen Teng directly retorted: "Just focus on making your meal. The rest of the trip, whether to go or how far, is up to us to decide. We are all adults, who wouldn't be impulsive? We have a direct flight tonight, you'd better cook more."

"It has to be Brother Teng. He really speaks with class."

"I'm posting this on Weibo to Boss Wang to help spread the traffic to Sayram Lake. I'm stuck in traffic at the entrance, and some of my friends are saying they decided to take a spontaneous trip after watching Boss Wang's livestream. I'm really grateful!"

At this time, Zhuo's father had already scooped out a large basin of shrimps. The crystal clear prawns were not well behaved in the basin, jumping around and trying to jump out. Fortunately, there was a net covering the basin, otherwise they would probably fall to the ground.

"Let's go. We'll have it for lunch today. We have fresh beef at home. Let's see how good this great chef is."

……

Wang Fan took over the use of the kitchen today.

Zhuo's mother wanted to help, but was pulled out by Zhuo Qianqian.

There are still a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. After all, there are several vegetable greenhouses in this town. Not far from Zhuo's father's farm, there is a vegetable greenhouse, a cattle farm and a chicken farm. If you open a restaurant here, at least you don't have to worry about ingredients.

There was a very large piece of beef leg on the chopping board, as well as a plate of white South American prawns that he had caught today. Looking at these, Wang Fan suddenly had a good idea.

After leaving the kitchen, she asked Zhuo's mother, "Auntie, how are the neighborhood relationships here? Would it be a bit abrupt if I made some meatballs and asked Qianqian to deliver them to them?"

Mother Zhuo smiled and said, "No, we have been neighbors here for decades. Many of them are uncles who have watched Qianqian grow up. It's no problem to give them some."

Wang Fan nodded: "Then I'll make more."

When Wang Fan returned to the kitchen, Zhuo's mother asked curiously, "What kind of meatballs is he going to make?"

Zhuo Qianqian shook her head: "I don't know either, but those uncles are lucky enough to have such a good meal."

"You're quite confident." "Of course you will. You'll know once you try it. It will definitely make you eat a lot."

"One pound? I can't eat as much as you."

Wang Fan entered the kitchen and directly took out two small hammers from his toolbox. These were specially used for smashing beef.

Today he plans to use beef and prawns to recreate Stephen Chow’s classic dish - exploding beef balls!
Without rushing to increase the strength of the beef, Wang Fan first made a pot of chicken wing soup.

It was only after he came here that he realized that many people in DJI do not eat pork, so he did not use pig skin jelly but chicken wings.

The effect of chicken wings is slightly worse than that of pork skin jelly, but the taste is softer and just right for bursting.

Remove the head, shell and shrimp thread from the shrimp, grind it into a paste and cook it in the chicken wing soup. After cooking, put it in the refrigerator to freeze the chicken wings and shrimp jelly. Then cut the whole piece of beef leg into smaller pieces.

Then he picked up two hammers and started hammering them, which aroused the curiosity of Zhuo's father and mother in front.

Zhuo's father smiled and said to Zhuo Qianqian, "What is he doing? I would believe you if you said he wanted to demolish our kitchen."

Zhuo Qianqian shook her head: "I don't know either, but he definitely won't demolish the kitchen. He cleans it every day and it looks like new. He takes great care of it."

The muscles on Wang Fan's arms were clearly defined. He swung his powerful hammers with his strong arms, and the beef chunks quickly turned into beef patties under his hammering. After Wang Fan added a little salt and baking powder, he swung his arms again like a storm, and the beef patties quickly turned into beef paste.

Wang Fan touched the beef paste with his hand and picked up another piece. He could clearly hear the sticky sound of the beef paste, which meant that the beef had been beaten to produce gelatin. This also fully proved that this piece of beef had been slaughtered no more than 12 hours ago.

If it's been more than 12 hours, the enzymes in the beef will break down some of the protein into amino acids, and the beef will lose its stickiness, making it almost impossible to pound it into gelatin. As for those beef balls made from frozen meat bought online...

Wang Fan carefully picked out the fascia from the beef paste. After beating, the beef paste became pink and tender, and looked a little cute.

He put the beef puree into a basin, added starch and ice water, and stirred it quickly. As the stirring time got longer, he could clearly feel the resistance of the beef increasing.

It lasted for twenty minutes before he stopped with satisfaction.

Wash your hands and take out the frozen jelly from the refrigerator. Cut it into small cubes directly in the mold. Grab a handful of beef in your hand and squeeze it with your fingers. A beef ball the size of a ping-pong ball will come out from the base of your thumb.

Poke a hole in the beef ball, put a piece of chicken wing or prawn jelly in it, seal it with your finger, and a beef ball is ready when you squeeze it with a spoon.

Water was boiling next to him, and the temperature was just right. He put the first beef ball directly into the pot, followed by the second and the third, and soon the pot was full.

Looking at these beef balls, Wang Fan couldn't help but smile.

This beef ball is really bursting!

He was looking forward to Mr. Zhuo's reaction after eating the beef balls, and he was also looking forward to the reactions of the neighbors after eating the beef balls.

He believed that as long as they ate the beef balls, they would definitely want to have a second meal, and these people would become the first customers of the stall tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)