Surprised, Jiang Qiuqiu clicked on his profile picture, and the full reply appeared before her.
—Are you tired from slamming the meatballs? How about I send you a realistic assistant robot? That way you won't have to work so hard.
...
'Send a robot.'
Jiang Qiuqiu quickly replied that it wasn't necessary, then lifted her hand and forcefully slammed the fish paste. "This motion only looks difficult. When you do it yourself, you'll find it's actually pretty interesting."
As she spoke, she quickly began slamming the fish paste again.
[Huh, is Juju always this cute? It feels like she's using more force than before. Is she trying to prove to us that she can do it! ^_^]
About ten minutes later, the meat paste in the bowl gradually thickened. "Once it reaches this consistency, it's ready."
"Next is rolling the balls. We can prepare a large basin of cold water. To make the water even colder, we can add a few ice cubes."
