All Stars Are My Food Fans

Driven by electricity, the blade of the machine spun rapidly, and the pink fish meat turned into white minced meat almost instantly.

Jiang Qiuqiu immediately pressed pause.

Don't beat the meat too loosely, it's almost enough.

After beating, we continue to pour the minced meat back into the basin to start the next step.

Although the dishes made by Jiu Jiu are delicious, the yazi with the minced meat falling down is really not very beautiful and sticky.

This kind of sticky stuff is what Changbei hates the most.

He muttered, If you like to eat pickled fish, I don't understand why you like to eat this kind of fish.

Because minced fish is also fish.

Do you like eating fish so much! Were you a fish essence in your last life?

No. Qiu Dao stared at the light screen, his mouth moved: I should have been a cat spirit in my last life like this one, that's why I like eating fish so much.

Qiu Dao's tone was so serious, Changbei felt that he was simply bewitched by the food.

To know……

Usually he never jokes with him like this.

So he leaned in front of Qiu Dao, Then I have to say, I am also a kind of cat, why don't I like to eat fish!

Maybe you were a fish spirit in your last life, so you hate it.

...How is it possible! How can I be a fish, I have always been Mr. Mighty! Your assumption is wrong!

Okay! Don't be noisy, be more mature, I want to watch the live broadcast!

Changbei cut him off when he saw that he was fascinated, It's time for Jiang Jiuchup to stop being a fish in the future.

Stop arguing, come and watch the live broadcast!

He reluctantly lay on the edge of the bed.

The snow-white fish mud was in the big pot. Jiang Jiujiu took out her 'Queen' stirring stick and stirred the fish in one direction. When the resistance became stronger, she put down the iron stick and put on disposable gloves.

Beating the fish mud is the most critical step in making fish balls. Whether the balls are bouncy, soft and gluten depends on whether this step is in place.

The slightly sticky fish meat was lifted high and fell heavily, the meat collided with the meat and made a chirping sound, and the snow-white juice splashed out——

This step seems to be healing, but everyone is a little worried when they look at Jiang Qiuqiu's thin arms and legs.

[Feeling that Rou Rou is going to take Chiu Chiu out]

【Is it because we don’t have enough cards for chirp? Why don't you hire an assistant who throws balls? I feel so bad, I can't bear to eat two fish balls in one bite! It would be too much of a waste of my hard work—]

[Wait, you say throwing balls? ? ? Here it should be @周正 It is said that this person is extremely good at rolling balls]

People who have been in the circle still understand Zhou Zheng's stalk very well, so everyone is on the barrage @周正.

For a moment, the person's name covered the entire screen.

Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, Who is Zhou Zheng?

Why are you brushing him?

Some good people popularized the story, and posted the pictures uploaded by Zhou Zheng's circle in the bullet screen area with VIP privileges in the left comment area.

Sunshine Boy sat on the shoulders of the mecha, tall and tall, with chest muscles, abs, biceps and brachii, obviously a good candidate for smashing meatballs.

【How about it! Want to hire one! 】

...

Although the little brother is very good-looking, I'll just do it myself! I'll be fine soon!

I can't use it~

As soon as she finished speaking, the terminal beeped, she poked it, and found that the flashing avatar on the terminal was a black hole.

He sent a message over, but Jiang Qiuqiu didn't click in, but only saw something exposed outside—

【Are you tired of smashing meatballs? Otherwise I...]

Is he watching live?

Does he want to help?

Countdown to three days...!

nervous.

I don't know if it can be saved. . . . Chapter 30!