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

"Probably not," the black-haired man on the side said with a smile, "a kind of container, probably used to hold things."

Sure enough, the next second, they watched Ai Moye throw the potatoes dug out of the ground into the earthen pot, and then move them back to the cave.

The young man was in disbelief, "Using such a dirty container to put things in, is this how we at Blue Star treat prisoners?"

The black-haired man continued to smile, "Your Highness, are you planning to commit a crime to improve your lifestyle in advance for your impending imprisonment?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I am a gentleman."

The two of them watched for a long time. Ai Moye, who came out to dig potatoes again, finally saw them and walked forward hesitantly.

She recognized Di Lie at a glance, waved and said, "Uncle Di, thank you for the sweet potatoes you sent last time."

Emperor Lie smiled softly, "I just have an ominous feeling that if I don't do this, I will be cursed by you."

"...How could it be possible? I am so kind, gentle, innocent and simple that I would not use that vicious curse!" Aimoye said seriously.

The young man looked at her in surprise and asked Di Lie, "Do you know each other?"

The majestic Marshal of the Empire actually chatted and laughed with a prisoner?

Aimo Yehu asked, "Who is this again?"

"My subordinate." Di Lie answered quickly so that Ai Moye did not become suspicious.

After all, Di Lie looked like a very powerful officer, and Aimoye didn't think there was any need for him to deceive her into being a prisoner.

"It's almost dinner time, I'll treat you two to dinner, just as a thank you for the sweet potatoes."

Since the batch of sweet potatoes has piled up like a mountain, moxa leaves can not only be used to feed pigs and chickens, but also part of it can be handed over to the center at the end of the month to avoid the labor of mining.

The young man also wanted to see the prisoners' food, so he quickly agreed.

Di Lie had no choice but to go into the cave with Ai Moye.

Jiya is out on the field today and won't come over for lunch. Aimoye only needs to prepare meals for three people.

She fried a dish of minced garlic and red shallot tips, a dish of shredded potatoes, potato egg pancakes, shredded sweet potatoes, pumpkin porridge, and had sea buckthorn and anguilla for dessert.

Although they are all vegetarian dishes, they taste very good, especially the red sweet potato tips and potatoes, which are improved and grown by her herself. They taste much better than those sold for five stars a pound outside.

At first, the young man's face turned green when he looked at these simple meals, but when he tasted them, he felt that they were extraordinary.

"It's really weird. Your dishes are so simple, but why are they so delicious?" He tried several dishes in a row, especially potato pancakes.

Ai Moye laughed, "I'm a master farmer, so of course I'm good at growing delicious food."

The eggs she raises from the chickens are more delicious than ordinary eggs. It must be because of the fermentation.

The young man ate very elegantly and dignifiedly. He had finished eating the Aimoye, but he was still chewing it carefully, looking very much enjoying it.

Di Lie went for a walk in the fields and saw the sweet potato vines growing up, and couldn't help but wonder.

"How long have you been planting?"

"Not long after, my growth cycle was greatly shortened." Ai Moye replied casually.

Emperor Lie was thoughtful and asked, "Are you a wood-type superpower?"

Ai Moye touched her chin and said, "No."

In the original novel, the heroine Aimoye is an ordinary person without special powers, so Aimoye feels that she should not have any powers either.

Di Lie added, "There are many branches of wood power. Maybe you should ask the center for a physical examination."

Ai Moye said coolly, "No need, I definitely don't have any powers."

A physical examination would inevitably delay her work for a day and affect her farming.

Di Lie also saw a plant that he had never seen growing in a field next to the paddy field.

"You planted that too?"

"Yes, it's sorghum." Ai Moye was worried that Di Lie didn't know, and added, "Sorghum can be used to make wine, and it's very fragrant."

Di Lie's deep blue eyes seemed to be coated with a cold luster, and he asked restrainedly and deeply, "How do you know this?"

He had investigated and found out that Ai Moye was a well-known villain among the noble ladies of the imperial capital, and she was also the fiancée of his nephew. She was arrogant, domineering, vicious and sinister.

How could such a pampered aristocrat know how to farm and raise pigs, and even cook at a first-rate level?

This was not the first time that Aimoye was questioned. She smiled and gave her reasons, "I am interested in it and learned it privately. I used to be a rich lady and had no chance to practice it, but now I can be considered a professional counterpart."

He didn't know whether Di Lie believed it or not, but his eyes looking at her were more inquisitive.

When she was about to go back to the cave, a wave of nausea surged into Ai Moye's throat. She couldn't help but threw herself aside and spit it out with a "wow" sound.

She didn't vomit anything, just a little sour water. She had no appetite for lunch and didn't eat much at all.

I thought I would be fine after just two mouthfuls, but I didn't expect that the vomiting got worse and worse. I retched intermittently until my stomach began to twitch, and I reluctantly stopped vomiting.

Di Lie waited behind and handed a tissue over, "Have you eaten something unclean?"

Ai Moye waved her hand, wiped away the stain on the corner of her mouth, and said with a wry smile, "I'm not accustomed to the climate. It's been like this these past few days."

Probably this body belonged to a noble girl and had been pampered all her life. Now she suddenly had to do manual labor and was fed too shabbily, so she couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Di Lie's concern did not reach his eyes, and he said politely and distantly, "There is a doctor in the management center. It would be better to prescribe some medicine."

Ai Moye did the math and found that she didn't have many star coins on hand, and the medicine on Star 2B was ridiculously expensive. Maybe she would lose all the star coins after taking the medicine once.

Di Lie didn't stay with the young man for long and left before the wind and sand came.

There was no chance to broadcast live during the day. At night, Aimoye broadcast live.

In the interstellar age, humans may be too boring. There were only a few live broadcast rooms in Aimoye before, but the live broadcast of a chicken laying an egg actually attracted more than 200 netizens to watch.

Ai Moye turned on the solar lamp in the chicken pen, which not only provided enough light, but also allowed netizens to see clearly.

[How perverted, someone actually live broadcasts chicken laying eggs, but what should I do if I really like watching it]

[My son is still asking, how do chickens lay eggs? This anchor came just in time]

Nowadays, when it comes to raising chickens, people have almost forgotten what real chickens look like, so I am very interested in this relaxed and leisurely daily life of a farm family.

Aimoye pointed the live broadcast camera at the chicken coop, yawned and went to bed.

When she got up early, she found that more than 500 people were watching the live broadcast room!

Some netizens even stayed in the live broadcast room all night just to witness the moment when the chicken laid the egg.

Ai Moye put on a mask and walked around the chicken coop, picking up four or five eggs and returning.

She did not turn off the live broadcast, but pointed the camera at the simple stove.

"Let's have eggs for breakfast today. Make an egg custard first, and then have a fried egg with some bread."

There was a cry in the live broadcast room.

[Anchor is having such a good life, does he have to eat several eggs in the morning?]

[More than that, these are farm-raised free-range eggs, without any technological synthesis! I want to raise chickens, but unfortunately I don’t have any space or feed. I’m so envious of the anchor’s life]