Before the night shift began, Qin Xu went home and distributed food to the hundreds of little spiders in the room again.

After more than a day of origin, these little spiders obviously seem to eat much faster, and their thin feet seem to be more powerful.

"Hurry up and grow up, and when you can forage for food, it's time to say goodbye. Qin Xu chatted with this group of little guys, and then rushed back to the police station, just in time for the handover.

"Master Qin, don't forget the meatballs you said!" Lu Lihui never forgot Qin Xu's promise at noon.

Lu Lihui's personality is out-of-the-box, greedy, and has a big appetite, he is on a night shift and has to eat three suppers, so he used to often find Liu Amei's dumpling studio, book dumplings, and steam dumplings for supper.

"You can settle a hundred hearts!" Qin Xu replied with a smile.

Watching the joyful Lu Lihui leave, Qin Xu couldn't help but shake his head and walked towards the duty room.

Qin Xu didn't work the night shift for nearly ten days because he followed Yin Fuming and them on a business trip, and he felt quite cordial when he sat in the quiet duty room.

Listening to Lu Lihui, since last week, the police platform has begun to rectify, and not all police information has been transferred to the grassroots police station.

For example, if noise nuisance is difficult to stop, the police platform will directly transfer it to the environmental protection department.

As for those who borrowed a police car and asked the police to charge the phone bill, they were directly screened to avoid delaying the time of the police on duty, resulting in a lack of manpower in some emergency cases.

Anyway, it is said that since last week, the night shift has obviously not been so anxious, and the police are all relatively reliable public security incidents, rather than messy things that occupy police resources.

Qin Xu's luck was good.

The first half of the night was very rare, the night was peaceful, and there was no police.

In the words of my peers, if you can encounter this situation once or twice a year, you can buy a lottery ticket with good luck.

Qin Xu didn't have much interest in the lottery, but the hours of work in the first half of the night were enough for Qin Xu to dispose of the pile of meat stored in the refrigerator of the police station.

The raw meat with blood was put into a large plastic basin that Qin Xu specially bought. The pieces of meat bought in the supermarket have been cut according to the amount of more than one pound per piece.

Qin Xu simply counted and put in five pieces directly.

The spiritual power ball of the eyebrow soul was dripping and spinning at the moment when Qin Xu raised his hand.

Qin Xu's fingers touched the lean pork, and outsiders looked as if they were massaging this large pot of pork.

It only took ten minutes for Qin Xu to skillfully use water to save the wind and process the five catties of lean meat in the basin into a delicate, smooth and sticky pork filling.

In this process, Qin Xu also added salt, egg whites, and various spices according to the recipe given by Old Master Qin.

Ordinary meatballs, after being whipped into meat filling, have to go through a certain period of beating to make the meat puree sticky, the more thoroughly beaten, the stronger the meatballs after forming, and the better the taste in the mouth.

After the mashed meat is beaten, it is pinched into the shape of balls, put into semi-boiling water heated over low heat, and shaped into balls.

These two important steps have been skipped in the processing of Qin Xu brand meatballs.

I saw Qin Xu's fingers shuttling quickly in the half pot of meat paste, almost visible to the naked eye, the meat paste that was originally soft and lying on his stomach formed a meatball of uniform size in the rotation.

From the time Qin Xu began to process the meat pieces, in less than half an hour, a pot of lean meat of more than five catties turned into meatballs of the same amount.

The meatballs, which are slightly smaller than the size of a table tennis ball, have a delicate texture and a beautiful crimson color, and there are faintly complex patterns on the surface of the meatballs, which makes the meatballs made of raw meat look quite artistic.

The meatballs were completed, and Qin Xu stopped Qing Shui to save the wind.

It is enough to make meatballs to this extent. There is no need to solidify it with subsequent techniques.

Qin Xu picked up a raw meatball, pinched it several times with his index finger and thumb.

Not loose at all.

Firm and elastic, it is a good meatball that is very resistant to cooking.

Qin Xu looked at the chubby lean meatballs squeezed together, and felt very satisfied.

The main thing is that it is very heavy, which makes people look very down-to-earth.

Qin Xu brand meatballs, no need to be fished, directly poured into boiling water and boiled, and they can be eaten.

In order to test the taste of the fruits of his labor, Qin Xu grabbed twenty raw meatballs, took out the induction cooker and cooking pot that were on duty at the police station for cooking supper, added water to boil, and then threw the meatballs into boiling water to cook.

Because it was raw meatballs, Qin Xu cooked them for a few more minutes.

After about ten minutes of cooking the raw meatballs made of lean meat, Qin Xu packed the meatballs in the plastic basin and put them in the refrigerator for freezing.

After cleaning up, Qin Xu saw the meatballs that turned pink and brown in the pot tumbling and jumping, chubby and very greedy.

After sprinkling some chopped green onions, Qin Xu served himself a bowl, and left the meatballs in the pot to go to Old Master Qin.

Qin Xu ignored the hot mouth and couldn't wait to take a bite.

And Old Master Qin also stood on the edge of the boiling pot with his hands on his waist, tilted his head slightly, and took a sip of enjoyment.

"Hmm, it's delicious!" Qin Xu chewed on the meatballs and couldn't help but praise himself.

Qin Xu's brand meatballs not only have the strength and crispness of ordinary meatballs, but also because of the spiritual power control of Qing Shui's wind hand, the fishy smell of raw meat is eliminated, so that when the meatballs are chewed continuously, they show a meaty aroma that makes people can't help but eat three bowls of white rice.

Mellow and simple, people like it from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no need to compare the cheap hot pot meatballs in the supermarket that are almost entirely made of flour and food additives, let's just say that the authentic Chaohai beef balls are not inferior to the meatballs made by Qin Xu with spiritual power and immortal cultivation techniques.

Old Master Qin took a sip and another sip, showing a happy expression on his immature face.

There were a total of ten meatballs, Lao Qin sucked them a total of ten times, and after the sucking was completed, he patted his stomach and said regretfully: "I really didn't expect that Minghu Zhenren's clear water wind-saving hand still has such a role, when it was in the Immortal Beast Gate, no one thought of it, but it's a pity that it's ......a pity."

He sighed with emotion, and was about to say something, when he saw Qin Xu chewing the meatballs in his mouth very happily, he suddenly said with great loss and regret:

"Alas, it's a pity that the old man is now in a state of spirit, and if he can't feel the taste of chewing, the food loses its deliciousness. ”

Qin Xu scooped himself two meatballs in a row, chewed happily in one go, and when he heard Old Master Qin's regret, he nodded very much in agreement, and said, "Really, this meatball tastes very good, but you have to stuff it whole into your mouth and chew hard to enjoy the taste of this food 100%." ”

Qin Xu finished eating the boiled meatballs without delay, and immediately started work.

Five catties of lean pork, processed and finished.

Ten catties of lean beef meat, processed and finished.

Three whole chickens, although a little troublesome, were still dealt with.

Ten catties of green shrimp, processed and finished.

These extremely ordinary ingredients, after being processed by Qin Xu's clear water hand, turned into bags of meatballs.

Carpaccio meatballs, dark red in color,

Chicken meatballs are white in quality, but after processing, the meat is smooth and not inferior to beef pork.

Green shrimp balls, after cooking, are pink meatballs, delicious, crispy and sweet.

Approaching midnight, Qin Xu finally processed the ordered meat into balls.

Different varieties of raw meatballs filled the refrigerator of the police station, and looking at the stacks of plastic bags stacked together, Qin Xu felt a special sense of accomplishment.

The first meatball making was successful!

Qin Xu's mood was flying, and he was ready to try to process all kinds of meat into raw meatballs according to what Old Master Qin said.

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