The other brothers were incredibly envious.
It's not because my second brother didn't treat me like this when I was a child...
It was Wen Shishi's gaze that truly captivated people; her gaze was so intense it seemed to stretch out into silk threads.
Their eyes hurt!
Song Chengjian carried the bucket full of fish to the kitchen and asked Lao Si to process it when he had time.
The bucket needs to be filled with water; the pond is too crowded, there's not enough space to keep the fish...
Without salt, the only option is to dry the fish into dried fish for easier storage.
"Okay, second brother. You can leave it there for now!"
The fourth brother is grinding the fish meat. Poor guy, he has less than a fist-sized piece of fish meat, which he needs to make into three fish balls...
Song Chengjian walked over and immediately understood. "Are there any fish bones? Be careful when you make the fish balls later."
"Yes, Shishi ate it. I checked it carefully and there were no fish bones."
Only after the fourth brother answered was Song Chengjian relieved.
Seeing that the fourth brother was busy preparing lunch, he called the fifth brother over and asked him to set up two ropes in the front yard to dry fish later.
Song Chengyu immediately went to find a rope.
Song Chengjian squatted by the pool, took a kitchen knife, cut open the fish belly one by one, removed the internal organs, and washed the fish clean with spring water.
"Second brother, you take a rest, I'll take care of it later..."
The fourth brother was considerate of Song Chengjian, thinking that his ankle had just healed and he was exhausted from rebuilding the temple and constructing houses recently, so he wanted him to rest for a while.
Song Chengjian understood, but he was always taciturn and didn't say much, only saying:
"The two of you should hurry up and take advantage of the good sunshine to get more sun today."
Song Chengliang stopped trying to persuade him, and proceeded to grind the fish meat into a paste, shaping it into three fish balls slightly larger than an eye...
Song Chengjian walked over and took a look, then casually asked, "One for Shishi, and two for the two gluttons, one for each of them?"
The fourth brother nodded with a smile.
Song Chengjian: "You might as well make a big one and cut it into three pieces; it might taste even better that way."
Song Chengliang thought about it and felt it made a lot of sense, so he shaped the meatball back into a fish ball the size of Wen Shishi's fist.
Song Chengliang then took out several other sea fish from Song Chengjian, mixed the fish meat, and rolled them into many mixed fish balls.
The fish balls made from golden threadfin bream were cooked separately by Song Chengliang to preserve the natural freshness of the fish.
Pour out the fish soup, clean the pot and pan, and then cook the other fish balls again.
When the fish ball soup was served, there was a faint fishy smell in the room.
But the brothers smelled it carefully and discovered that the fish ball soup was made from other types of seafood, and it tasted rather fishy...
Fish ball soup made with golden threadfin bream has a wonderfully fresh and delicious aroma.
After being cooked, the fish balls expanded considerably, becoming even larger than eggs.
"Wow! Wow! Wow! Haha..."
Wen Shishi exclaimed "Wow!" several times, her little mouth opening wider than an egg.
Are you hungry?
The fourth brother asked, "Fourth brother, go cook first. Try being good, eat the fish balls yourself first. But..."
Looking at the ninth and tenth brothers who were staring intently to the side, he asked Wen Shishi, "Can I share a little bit with Ninth Brother and Tenth Brother?"
"Can!"
Wen Shishi answered decisively.
The fourth brother found a bowl and chopsticks, put the fish balls made of golden threadfin bream into the bowl, and told Wen Shishi to wait for them to cool down before eating.
As soon as the fourth brother left, Wen Shishi couldn't wait any longer and immediately reached out to grab the fish ball...
It was too late for the ninth and tenth brothers to stop it.
"ah!"
Wen Shishi called out and dropped the fish ball back into the bowl. The spot where she touched the fish ball turned slightly red.
"Hiss... Don't rush, no one's going to take it from you!"
Old Jiu felt a pang of heartache. He took her small hand in his and examined it carefully. He was relieved to find that the redness was gradually fading. He then put it to his lips and blew on it.
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