Although you can always see octopus meatballs on the street, there are not many that can be made delicious.

When setting up a stall and trying to make octopus meatballs, in addition to testing the chef's personal production level and the quality of ingredients, there is another big problem, which is that there must be enough traffic.

Why is this?

The answer is very simple. This is determined by the taste characteristics of the octopus meatballs. What is the best octopus meatball? It is the kind that looks crispy on the outside and bursts into a rich soup when biting in the mouth.

If there is insufficient traffic in the stall, there will be two consequences. One is to continue roasting on the stove and bake the octopus balls too hard. Although the shell is still crispy, the liquid soup inside also solidifies into hard blocks.

Another type is to put the roasted octopus meatballs in a box, so when someone comes to buy them, although the soup is still there, the crispy crust is gone.

Christina approached the stall and did not rush to ask for a small octopus ball, but watched their way.

There are two iron plates on the stall. Each iron plate can make forty octopus meatballs.

The iron plate on Christina's left hand was empty, and the master opposite saw a lightly brushing in each hemispherical groove with oil. With his wrist turning, he brushed all the forty grooves with oil.

After brushing the oil, the master took out a high metal hole, and there was a switch on the handle. Hovered over the groove at the corner, pressed the trigger, and the viscous liquid flowed out of the funnel.

Left, up, right, up, left, one groove after another, is covered.

Next, the master threw the onion, lettuce, and diced octopus into the groove. Wait for a while, take out the steel mark and flip the meatballs from the center.

The steel mark in one hand presses against the load bearing of the meatballs, while the steel mark in the other hand is responsible for spinning. After thousands of repetitions, he has mastered the master's skillful movements. He may not have been rotated for a second for each meatball. In less than a minute, he flipped all the meatballs.

Of course, turning is not a complete turn, but a half turn. Because, time is required to wait for the new sphere to take shape.

Christina was very addicted to such regular and beautiful things. She kept eating small biscuits in her mouth and staring at the octopus meatballs with her eyes fixed on them.

Liu Ziru waited for the octopus balls on this iron plate to cook before telling the boss two boxes. The boss used a steel needle to pick the balls into the boat-shaped box. After filling the box, his assistant was responsible for sprinkling seasonings on it.

Woodfish flowers, seaweed crumbled, mayonnaise, tomato sauce.

Christina was holding a box containing the octopus balls, like she was holding a work of art.

"Eat slowly, it's hot!" Liu Ziru reminded him. He looked at the time. It was still plenty of time before the agreed time. Don't be too anxious. The time should be just right after eating.

Christina once again transformed into a golden kitten, perhaps because she was wearing a slim-looking type. She looked a little thin in sportswear, full of that thin beauty.

Of course, the actions of the two people are not as beautiful as this moment. The things in the big and small dolls are placed on the ground, and the two of them are squatting on the curbs, tasting junk food from the street.

Christina looked at the endless flow of traffic, and asked strangely, "Doesn't your world lack resources?"

"Why don't you lack it!" Liu Zirulun replied, "If I had not lacked resources, I would have been running into the communist world long ago."

"Then why are there so many cars on the road?" Christina asked, pointing to the car on the road.

Liu Ziru also looked at the question and asked back, "How many people do you think do you have in this city?"

Fortunately, Christina didn't take off her shoes and lifted her feet to count. She recalled the person she saw and was a little surprised.

Ten thousand?

Obviously more than ten thousand.

Hundred thousand?

It seems that more than one hundred thousand, so how much is it...

Is it a million?

Christina was startled by the numbers she imagined.

Even the capital of the Republic of New California, Shayin Town, is not so many people. According to rough statistics, Shayin Town is only more than 100,000 people. Is there so many people here in Shayin Town?

Although Christina has rich imagination, she still can't imagine the scene where so many people live in the same city.

Not to mention anything else, just how can you satisfy yourself by eating it? That's a million mouths!

Seeing that Christina was not speaking, Liu Ziru said to himself, "There are more than 20 million people in this city, and there are nearly 30 million people. Compared with so many people, how many cars are there? Not many.

Although so many people live in the same city, almost everyone does not realize that there are so many people in this city.

For those who travel to and from high-end banquets every day, the lower class ignores the people. For those who work hard to make a living by picking up garbage, they cannot see the superior ones.

For those white-collar workers who travel to and from companies and rental houses every day, they despise those who pick up garbage to make a living and work hard, and even feel ashamed of them. On the other hand, they envy those who are arrogant and hope that they will be part of them one day.

I don’t know that from that day on, labor seemed to have become a shameful thing. In fact, I always thought labor was the most glorious, otherwise I would not have been guarding the broken canteen.

I don’t like consumerism, but in this era, consumerism is the mainstream, what can I do?

Of course, as a person, there is no need to cry all day long. Since you have taken this path, then go ahead and go."

Liu Ziru's face became much sunny, "If I really want to talk about my living conditions, it may make many people envious and jealous. I didn't work hard or struggle, so I had more than ten houses. Even if I didn't do anything, collecting rent every month is enough for me to live."

Christina was confused when she heard it, and she didn't understand what Liu Ziru was sighing.

After Liu Ziru sighed, he ate the octopus balls in just a few bites. He looked at Christina, "We'll go on the road after eating, and we'll have to go play later."

"Fun?" Christina asked.

"Yes, play. You see, for someone like me who is not good enough to compare with the top and is more than inferior. It is difficult to fight upwards, and it is difficult to slide downwards. Isn't it just to play?" Liu Ziru said with a slight mocking voice.

Christina nodded inexplicably, and suddenly she saw a new snack cart and asked, "What is that?"

"That's stinky tofu." Liu Ziru replied.

There are roughly two types of stinky tofu, one is canned Wangzhi and stinky tofu, and the other is Changsha stinky tofu.

Of course, the former is not sold on the street, but basically the latter.

The so-called Changsha stinky tofu is the pickled stinky tofu fried and poured into the sauce. Because it has been processed with heavy flavors, it is difficult to figure out what ingredients are made of the tofu.

Unlike canned stinky tofu, the original flavor is there when you open the lid. Therefore, there has always been a widely circulated folk legend about the stinky tofu on the street, saying that they are all made of feces.

Liu Ziru once knew about this business. Although most businesses say that their stinky tofu is not made like this. In fact, all the old braised stinky tofu with "authentic taste" have the ingredients of feces.

This is actually a long-standing and secret thing. Just like most soy sauces are added to fermented in the production process to ensure the "fresh" flavor of soy sauce. This is the same thing.

Many people should have seen people who collect hair from street to street. Perhaps some people are curious about what they collect hair. Except for making wigs, the rest are basically used for soy sauce.

Liu Ziru was not particularly disgusted with this approach. For him, food safety does not need to care much about the raw materials. The most important thing is whether people will get sick or feel uncomfortable after eating it.

For example, what if the manure water is not qualified and there are parasite eggs in it? So for stinky tofu, even if Liu Ziru occasionally wants to eat it, he will find some restaurants with slightly worse taste and "unauthentic" tastes.

Of course, some people will not feel that there is feces and water content in fried stinky tofu through analysis.

Their basic logic as an analysis is: Why do vendors do this?

Infused meat, gutter oil, whitening rice and flour, expired meat filling, duck, rat meat fake lamb skewers, melamine... All kinds of food safety issues are all due to the trend of interests, and there are two methods.

First, reduce costs by filling in numbers; second, make food better expand sales.

This basic analysis logic is correct. However, it corresponds to the old saying that there is no right to speak without investigation.

Without mastering all the factors, just through logical analysis, even if the analysis is very clear, if there are fundamental mistakes, they will still exist.

Merchants will not use feces to make stinky tofu directly, but they will choose to use feces as an additive just to create a special fragrance and achieve a "authentic" flavor.

"This may not be very clean," Liu Ziru said.

"Why is it not clean?" Christina asked.

"It may be that there is feces added to it."

"Duty water?" Christina asked.

"Yes, feces." Liu Ziru replied.

"That's not clean, and I don't know how much I've eaten it. I still want to try it." Christina said.

Liu Ziru thought about it, in a ghost place like the wasteland, you have to do your best to survive. When food is scarce and you have to eat, who cares about the unhygienic things you eat. Even if you know it is poisonous, someone will choose to eat it. If you don’t eat it, you will die now, and if you eat it, you will die later. It’s that simple.

Liu Ziru did not buy double copies this time, and only bought a box for Christina.

Christina tasted the stinky tofu in the sauce and savored it for a while and said, "This food is a bit like mine, but it's still much better than what I have."

Listening to her words, Liu Ziru could already imagine that the wasteland was in dire straits.

He thought of a fantasy in his past when he was bored, whether he could do something about food liberating the wasteland.

After all, in the wasteland, there are even the gods of knowledge, the god of scavengers, and these messy gods. There is no reason that a food god sect cannot appear.

Of course, it is not easy to establish the Food God Cult in the wasteland.

Liu Ziru once argued.

First of all, there are no suitable ingredients or seasonings in the wasteland. Secondly, there is not enough energy.

Not to mention anything else, it is hard to find a wok that meets the standards.

It seems that the wok does not have any technological content, right? In fact, it is not the case. A pot that can stir-fry requires a technological content that is not low. It must be thin enough while ensuring its own strength. Otherwise, there will be no way to quickly spread the temperature of the flame from one side of the pot to the other side. If it cannot quickly transfer heat, there is naturally no way to start cooking.

Christina finished eating the stinky tofu. Maybe she was full, so she didn't clean the stinky tofu this time.

She reluctantly threw the box into the trash can according to Liu Ziru's instructions. She just told Lin Yan that doing so was cruel to her, because picking up all possible things in the wasteland is a rule deeply imprinted on every wasteland resident.

When Liu Ziru saw her appearance, he knew that the god of scavenger would appear on the wasteland.

May the god of scavenging and may the bottle cap be blessed!

Liu Ziru gave Christina a piece of chewing gum again. She asked why. He said that the smelly tofu tastes quite strong and will affect others. Not causing trouble to others is the basic etiquette of this world.

I used my mobile phone to get a car. Due to the recent introduction of the new policy, the average level of online car-hailing has reached more than one level.
To be continued...