Chapter 216 Fish Balls, Chikuwa, and Fish Tofu
The fish that grow up in mountain streams are not too big, the largest one is only two or three pounds, so they are relatively easy to handle.
By the time it was completely dark, the half-dead fish had been almost dealt with.
Sang Yu asked them to keep the remaining unprocessed fish temporarily, and put the cleaned fish into basins and send them to the cellar for processing tomorrow.
The next day, Sang Yu picked up a fish that had been soaked in water, had its scales and internal organs removed, and removed the fish fillet bones and large bones from the belly along the fish meat on both sides under the spine.
Then the tip of the knife is used to diagonally scrape off the fish skin and dark red fish meat, which is the main source of the fishy smell and will also affect the color of the fish balls after they are made.
Then cut the fish into thin slices and soak it in a basin of clean water to remove the fishy smell.
The fish meat needs to be soaked in water and washed repeatedly until the water is clear and the meat is white, and the remaining blood inside needs to be squeezed out.
The next thing to do is to prepare the scallion and ginger, cut them into thin strips, add water in batches and use a small pestle to make scallion and ginger juice.
Then use linen to filter out the onion and ginger water, add appropriate amount of starch to the onion and ginger water and stir evenly for later use.
Wash the fish thoroughly, place it on a chopping board, and chop it into fine fish paste with the back of a knife.
After using a knife to gather the fish paste into a pile, remove the fish paste on the surface and continue chopping and removing until only a small amount of fish paste is left at the bottom layer, with some fish bones that have not been cleaned off gathered in it.
Take a piece of yam and chop it into a paste. Add it to the fish paste, add salt, a small amount of rice wine, and onion and ginger water, and stir vigorously in one direction little by little.
Sang Yu assigned this task, which required a lot of effort and time, to Sang Yongjing.
Let him stir vigorously, add some onion and ginger water when it becomes thick, and then continue stirring until it can no longer be stirred.
Sang Yongjing was also very sincere. When Sang Yu asked him to stir hard, he stirred with all his strength until his face turned red. He stirred until his right hand was so sore that he could hardly lift it before he handed the bowl of sticky fish paste to her.
Put water, green onion, ginger, cooking wine and a little salt in the pot. Bring to a boil and then reduce to low heat. Use a spoon dipped in water to take the mixed fish paste. Slightly hold your palm, roll the fish balls into round shapes and quickly throw them into the boiling water.
When white fish balls are thrown into boiling water, they will slowly float up from the bottom of the pot in a short time, expand slightly as a whole, and become whiter in color.
Take out the floating fish balls and soak them in cold water until they are firm. Then a dish of handmade fish balls is ready.
There was still a lot of fish meat left, so after making a large pot of fish balls, Sang Yu also made bamboo rolls and fish tofu.
It sounds very high-end, but in fact, it is the same kind of food that is made with fish as the base, mixed with flour, and then baked or fried.
After she took the fish balls out of the water, drained the water and put them into small bowls and put them in the cellar. She did the same with the other two dishes, keeping some for the next meal and storing the other part in the cellar.
Sang Xingjia, who had borrowed paper and pen a long time ago, excitedly took her to write the letter of withdrawal of engagement.
Sang Yu looked at the paper and pen in front of him and the ink that Sang Xingjia was grinding, and immediately felt his eyes go dark.
The last time she wrote calligraphy was in the calligraphy interest class after school in elementary school. She dipped the brush in water and wrote big characters on wet writing paper.
Now, let alone asking her to write a letter of withdrawal of engagement, she can't even remember how to hold a brush.
She smiled awkwardly, stepped back a little, and said to Sang Xingjia, "Brother, I don't know how to write a letter of withdrawal. Why don't you do it for me?"
Sang Xingjia thought she was worried about the wording, so he kept grinding his fingers and comforted her, "It's okay, just write down what Big Brother tells you."
Now Sang Yu had no excuse at all. She could only sit down at the table anxiously, looking around helplessly, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
Even though Sang Yu was raised in the boudoir and never attended school, the fact that she could read storybooks and learn to read meant that she at least had some education.
Her handwriting may not be very beautiful, but at least it is acceptable. But Sang Yu is now more accustomed to holding a knife than a brush.
Seeing that he couldn't delay any longer, Sang Yu gritted his teeth, reached out to pick up the brush next to him, and decided to write anyway.
If Sang Xingjia asked her why her handwriting was like that of a toddler who had never learned anything, she would say that she had not practiced calligraphy for a long time and it was so ugly that she should be able to get by... maybe.
Just as her hand was about to touch the brush, a voice suddenly called out from outside the door: "Miss Sang, is Miss Sang here?"
Sang Yu dared to say that her hearing had never been so sharp before. She stood up and said, "Brother, someone is calling me outside. They sound very anxious. I'll go out and take a look. You can write the letter of annulment for me."
After saying this, she walked out of the house without caring about Sang Xingjia's reaction.
Sang Xingjia looked at her resolute back and was about to call her, but before he could open his mouth, she had disappeared. He could only sigh and sit down at the table.
Just as Xie Qiujin said, this child marriage was just a casual arrangement made during a joke. No engagement letter was ever exchanged. There were only two jade pendants as tokens of love. So when writing a letter to cancel the engagement, there was no need to follow the strict writing of a letter of cancellation.
After sitting quietly and pondering for a while, Sang Xingjia picked up his pen and wrote:
"According to the destiny of heaven and earth, human relations value the marriage alliance; Qin and Jin are in harmony, and the world is devoted to the friendship between Zhu and Chen.
"When I was still a cradle, I accepted a joke from my elder parents and exchanged them for jade pendants, signing a cradle-to-grave pact. I envisioned a life of eternal harmony, but fate would have it otherwise, and our family fell into decline..."
In the letter, he did not take a tough attitude and insist on breaking off the engagement from the beginning. Instead, he put Sang Yu in a low position.
She said that she did not want to cancel the engagement on her own initiative, but because her family fell into poverty and she was exiled from Beijing, she did not want to delay the other party and wanted to exchange the token for the cancellation of the engagement.
The wording was quite euphemistic, but the core meaning was the same - break off the engagement! Return the jade pendant to me immediately!
Sang Yu had no idea how he carefully considered and wrote. She went out to the yard and saw from afar a little girl with blood on her clothes, crying anxiously in the yard.
"Where's your Miss Sang? Hurry, save her!"
Xie Qiujin was walking towards her quickly, probably wanting to call her. When she saw her coming out, her face lit up with joy, and she was about to turn around and call that person, but was stopped by Sang Yu.
She shook her head slightly at Xie Qiujin: "Mom, don't worry, tell me what's going on first."
Ever since she rescued the drowning Zhao Baoer, everyone in Qingxi Village seemed to regard her as a living Hua Tuo-like medical genius, and wanted her to take a look at their illnesses, whether they were sick or not.
She was so annoyed by the constant disturbance that she stayed indoors for dozens of days before those people calmed down.
After all, she is not a medical student. She can do artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation by copying others, but she is completely clueless about other diseases.
If someone really has a serious illness, instead of going to the city to find a doctor, they come to her instead. If they delay the treatment and the patient dies unexpectedly, she will feel bad.
So no matter how urgent the matter is, you have to ask her clearly before deciding whether to go and see her.
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