Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million points of magic

Ai Moye felt much better after taking a nap.

After checking the data, she discovered that yesterday's live broadcast brought her 8 star coins in income.

Most of them are rewards, and some of them are dividends from the platform’s traffic based on the popularity of the live broadcast room.

This little income is not even enough to pay for electricity.

Ai Moye is still not in a hurry. She still has a few hundred star coins on hand, which will be enough for a while.

After eating potato cakes in the morning, she planted potatoes, fed pigs and chickens, and then took care of watermelons and sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes grow quickly, and the vines are lush and green. The sharp vines can be pinched and used for stir-fry, which is perfect for eating at noon.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sun was not so strong now, Ai Moye pinched a handful of tender sweet potato vines. This action made the people in the center confused again.

Interstellar people only know that sweet potatoes are edible, but they don’t know that the tender shoots at the tip of the sweet potato vine can also be eaten, and they are very delicious.

While making lunch, Aimo Ye started a live broadcast and taught people how to fry red sweet potato tips.

"This dish requires garlic, but I don't have it on hand. If it's convenient for you, remember to sprinkle a little garlic before cooking. It's very fragrant."

There were still very few people in the live broadcast room, but yesterday some viewers tried the shredded sweet potato and it was not quite right, so they went to the live broadcast room to ask.

Ai Moye answered them one by one, and the live broadcast room became more and more active.

After some manipulation, she actually gained two more fans.

While eating red sweet potato tips, Jiya came over with a bowl of white rice to enjoy the vegetables.

"Your julienned sweet potatoes are quite delicious. Who did you learn this from?" Jiya picked up the top of the sweet potatoes, and the fragrant fragrance that hit her nostrils made her couldn't help but twitch her index fingers.

Ai Moye said vaguely, "I was curious, so I looked for a lot of old recipes. You know, the daughter of a corrupt official has many channels."

Jiya ate the red sweet potato tips and was full of praise, "I saw it on the surveillance camera and thought it was delicious. Sure enough, it tastes great!"

Ai Moye said casually, "What does this mean? It would be even more delicious if it had minced garlic and other seasonings."

Jiya wiped her mouth and said, "I can bring you garlic and seasonings. How about letting me eat with you in the future?"

"ah?"

"I won't let you suffer," Jiya said, patting her chest. "I will protect you from now on. Whatever you need, I will do my best to bring it to you."

Ai Moye was puzzled, "Don't you care about food at your center?"

Jiya snorted coldly, "It tastes terrible."

The Wild Star is remote and desolate. Except for the fruits and vegetables grown by the prisoners, it is basically impossible to eat the local food of Blue Star, so basically the same meals are available all year round.

Jiya was tired of eating, so she wanted to hang out with Ai Moye.

Ai Moye thought there was nothing wrong with the deal. With the prison guards covering it, it would be much easier to do everything.

The two of them agreed that whenever Aimoye wanted to cook in the future, she would cook two portions. After Jiya saw it from the surveillance camera, she brought her own bowls and chopsticks to eat.

Jiya also brought garlic to Aimoye, which not many people eat in Blue Star because the smell is too strong.

The next night, Aimoye fried a dish of minced garlic and red sweet potato tips, which made Jiya eat it happily.

"Tomorrow, I will bring you a piece of pork. You think about how to eat it." Jiya is a civil servant after all, so she can't afford pork.

Ai Moye swallowed her saliva, "Okay, braised pork, steamed pork, shredded pork with green pepper, I can make whatever you like."

Jiya asked blankly, "Braised in soy sauce? I've only ever eaten pork chops or barbecued pork with sauce."

Aimoye thought for a while, "Then bring me another recipe book."

She also wanted to see what the Blue Star people usually ate.

The next morning, Ai Moye went to the chicken coop and saw the white eggs lying in the hay pile, giving off a faint luster in the sunlight.

Chickens raised on rye grass and sweet potatoes grow very fast. They were little chicks not long ago, but now they have begun to lay eggs.

Aimoye walked twice in the chicken pen and picked up three eggs, which made her extremely excited.

Immediately, she asked the center to buy ten chicks and raised them all so that she would have a steady stream of eggs to collect in the future.

Waiting for the vegetable seeds to arrive from the center, Aimoye planted a full third of the land.

The yields of the crops grown on this improved land are quite high, and the moxa leaves can't be eaten all, but the greens can be harvested into pickles.

Thinking of this, she took advantage of the raging sandstorm and couldn't move outside, dug up a pile of clay, and fired live pots and jars.

"Today, we are going to make ancient clay pots."

There were twenty or thirty people in the live broadcast room chatting about boring things like 666.

Ai Moye didn't speak much. She still wore a mask, and the orange light above her head shone through, making her wearing an apron look like an ancient craftsman.

"In modern society, the opportunity to use earthenware jars and pots may no longer exist. However, if you go camping or exploring in the wild, you can make it yourself without a container, which is convenient and simple."

In the live broadcast room, the audience could not wait to watch.

[What should I do? I really like this lost ancient skill]

[I like it too, it tastes so good and makes me feel calm just looking at it]

[The anchor is also specially dressed in tatters, and the background is also very simple, which is in line with the atmosphere of the ancient period]

Ai Moye happened to catch a glimpse of this sentence and thought, does she want to be simple? Can her poor prison be luxurious?

After calming down, Ai Moye said, "First, we need to prepare a pile of clay, preferably sandy. Because it is rich in iron, it usually appears yellowish brown or reddish purple, and the fired pottery is more durable."

The live broadcast room began to ask again, how to judge whether it is clay. Ai Moye patiently explained for a long time, without stopping, kneading and beating the clay repeatedly to increase its flexibility.

Since there is no drawing machine, she relies on her to shape the pieces by hand, dry them in the shade and then use the most traditional charcoal firing method, and finally simply glaze them.

"For the glaze, we choose to use kaolin, plant ash and quartz to grind it into a glaze slurry and apply it evenly on the surface of the pottery. The purpose of glazing is not only to look good and make the pottery more shiny, but more importantly, to protect the pottery."

In order to make the pot look better, Aimoye also lightly carved flowers. The final product was not as good as that of experienced craftsmen, but it was enough to amaze the live broadcast room audience.

【what is this called? pottery? 】

[There is an ancestral pottery in my family, which is said to be from my grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s grandma’s pottery. It’s a family heirloom! 】

[This kind of traditional pottery is really rare nowadays. Who is the anchor? He sounds so young and he actually knows this? 】

[No matter what, I’ll learn first. If I don’t succeed, I’ll come to the anchor for advice]

The audience paid attention, and Ai Moye suddenly gained more than a dozen fans.

Jiya suggested that she choose a nicer name so that the audience would not be able to remember a long string of numeric ID numbers.

Aimoye thought for a moment and changed her name casually - the hero's little evil woman on the run.