"OK."
Yang Donghu found a large basin for kneading dough. He came here often, and he knew where Zhu Cuilan's noodle jar was. The white flour in the jar was bought by Zhao Hexin for the New Year by Zhu Cuilan. As soon as he opened the lid of the jar, the unique fragrance of wheat hit his face.
The farmers exchanged their flour for wheat. The Zhao family had no land, so naturally they had no food, so they could only buy it from the town.
The dough for meatballs is different from the dough for steamed buns and dumplings, so there is no need for any troublesome steps such as kneading and proofing.
Add salt to the shredded radish to remove the water, and squeeze out the excess water after it becomes soft. This will effectively remove the odor from the radish.
The radishes that had been squeezed out of water were put into a large basin. This year there was good rain, and the radishes were all big. Zhao Fangchu only wiped four radishes, and after draining the water there was still half a basin left.
Beat two eggs in the radish, add salt and powdered spices. You don’t need a lot, and it won’t taste salty even if you eat it alone.
Then pour in the white flour in small amounts several times, stirring as you pour. When it becomes slightly sticky, grab a handful of flour in your hand and squeeze it out from the base of your thumb to form a round meatball.
As long as the squeezed balls are shaped and not soft, the dough is ready.
Pour all the meat in the big pot into a basin, clean the pot, pour half a pot of oil into it, and when the oil is hot, you can put the meatballs in.
Zhao Fangchu can't cook, but his fire-making skills are pretty good. He can use a high fire when needed, and he can react immediately when a low fire is needed. He has a very good control of the heat.
It took three pots to fry a large bowl of noodles, and the winnowing basket for the meatballs had piled up into a small mountain.
While the oil was still hot, Zhao Fangchu said, "Brother Dong, why don't we fry some sweet potato chips? They're crispy and delicious when sprinkled with sugar."
I wouldn’t be willing to waste so much oil on a normal day, but since I’m frying something, I’d rather fry everything I want to eat at once to avoid the hassle of frying it a second time.
"Okay, I'll go get some sweet potatoes."
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