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

It took Aimoye ten hours to make the sweet potato starch. The longest waiting process was for her to prepare the sauce for the hot and sour rice noodles.

"Do you have rosemary? Do you have chili pepper, onions and garlic? Then add a small spoonful of vinegar, dark soy sauce, salt, sesame oil, and the seasonings you want to eat. The base of hot and sour noodles is ready. If If possible, you can use chicken stock to make the stock, which will taste even more wonderful.”

Ai Moye skillfully pours vegetable oil into the pot. When the oil is warm, pour one-third into the bowl of chili powder. After the oil is hot, pour another third. Finally, pour hot oil and a portion of red oil chili sauce. It's done.

Red oil is the key to making hot and sour noodles. Whether the hot and sour noodles are fragrant or not depends on red oil.

So choosing chili peppers and spices was the key, but unfortunately she didn't have a choice on hand. Jiya prepared these in a hurry.

Afterwards, the sweet potato starch is made into a dough, kneaded and beaten once to increase the toughness, and then diluted with cold water.

Finally, boil water in a pot and use a piping bag to squeeze out sweet potato vermicelli. The noodles will be chewy and smooth with a unique taste.

In the live broadcast room, the audience only saw the crystal-clear and smooth vermicelli coming out of the pot, being put into a bowl, and paired with a few green vegetables, red and green, and the color alone made people salivate.

Ai Moye cooked a pot of vermicelli and couldn't finish it, so he divided it into more than 20 bowls and invited other prison guards to eat.

The prison guards gathered around and ate everything off camera. They were still unsatisfied after eating and yelled at Ai Moye to cook it again.

The fans could only hear the voice-overs that kept cheering, and all of them were drooling with greed.

Ai Moye showed a bowl of hot and sour noodles in front of the live broadcast camera and said, "The taste of this kind of noodles is sour and spicy. If you don't like it, you can replace it with sour soup or clear soup. If possible, please add coriander and peanuts." , don’t feel bad.”

After the live broadcast ended, Aimoye breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really tired today, even harder than farming. Her waist was broken just by filtering starch.

Upstairs, Di Lie and the prison boss looked at the same bowl of hot and sour noodles.

"This thing..." Di Lie thought about it for a long time and commented, "It's very unique."

The prison boss picked one up and said, "It's different from noodles. It's thicker, more pliable, and it's crystal clear after being cooked."

Di Lie urged, "Try it quickly."

The boss' expression froze, and he looked at the other bastards again, feeling that it was probably not something that was hard to swallow.

He picked at his bald head, gritted his teeth, ate one, and gave a thumbs up in the emperor's earnest and malicious gaze.

“It’s delicious, but a little spicy.”

When the sandstorm ended at night, Emperor Lie returned to the imperial capital. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask the prison to repair Aimoye's cave.

This part of the expenses will naturally be borne by him.

Aimoye held Jiya's arm and asked eagerly, "Is Uncle Di rich?"

Jiya: "...Probably, very rich."

After all, he was an imperial marshal, born into a noble family, and the adopted son of the former emperor. It's not a matter of money. He probably has no concept of "money".

Aimoye said excitedly, "Can you use his money to make my prison more humane?"

Jiya flicked her forehead, "Please, you are a prisoner, so you should be a little self-conscious, okay?"

Having said that, Jiya still communicated with the center, hoping to rebuild Aimoye better.

After Aimoye was sent back to the Gobi Prison, he found that because of the windbreak, the crops in the fields were not damaged much. On the farm side, the chickens and pigs were so frightened that they huddled in the corner and refused to move.

Aimoye cut rye grass, boiled rice bran and sweet potatoes, mixed it with water, and fed it to the hens and piglets.

This is her most valuable property now and must be carefully maintained.

After feeding the chickens here, she went back to the prison and saw that the cave had been rebuilt in just a few hours.

It is much more beautiful after the reconstruction. It looks like an exquisite small house. It still has the pattern of bathroom, living room and toilet, separated by doors and windows. It has milky white ceiling and floor, and a few more energy lights.

Even the bed has been replaced by a rather soft large bed, covered with comfortable quilts and pillows, and exudes a fragrant smell.

Ai Moye fell on the bed and rolled over, hugging the pillow and laughing happily.

The drone flew over and Jiya's voice sounded, "Please check to see if there are any other losses and declare them together."

Ai Moye sighed and said quietly, "I hope so."

Unfortunately, only the cave suffered the disaster.

However, the dilapidated caves that looked like the Stone Age have finally changed, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Ai Moye ran to the bathroom and found a shower. When it was turned on, water sprayed out from the shower head. There was also shower gel and shampoo next to it. It was a dreamlike living condition.

Can she live in such a good place for the rest of her life?

Jiya saw her excited expression through the surveillance camera and couldn't help complaining, "You are the daughter of a corrupt family, can you stop acting like you have never seen the world?"

Have you never used a shower before?

Ai Moye said contentedly, "The previous life is too far away for me. A prisoner should have the expectations of a prisoner and cannot be compared with a rich lady."

Jiya also reminded her to pay more attention to the messages behind the live broadcast. After all, if she could become an Internet celebrity, it would be much better than her farming.

Lying on the soft big bed at night, Ai Moye swayed her feet and checked the messages from fans.

Most of them asked about how to make vermicelli. I didn’t understand some key points and couldn’t make it.

Aimoye carefully read through each viewer's message and then responded one by one.

She had a good harvest today. She actually had more than 50 fans, and the income from tips and live broadcasts was as high as 20 star coins.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this amount of money is a windfall for a prisoner.

Ai Moye turned off the live broadcast happily and fell asleep contentedly.

In her dreams, sweet dreams inevitably come. She becomes a well-known Internet celebrity across the world. Under the constantly clicking spotlight, she can count money until her hands cramp.

But before she woke up with a grin on her face, the scene suddenly changed, and in the darkness, a hand stretched out towards her.

A very beautiful hand, with clear joints, slender and strong, fell on her face so gently, slowly caressed her eyebrows, and then fell on her lips, crushing them gently.

Ai Moye felt a little uncomfortable, but she seemed to be used to it, as if her body's memory had been awakened, and charming and lingering fragments kept flashing through the darkness.

But the next second, the hand suddenly grabbed her neck, causing her to struggle painfully due to suffocation.

There was a hint of amusement in the man's deep and hoarse voice, as well as irrepressible anger. He sneered coldly, "You actually relied on such obscene means to conceive my flesh and blood. Are you ready to become rotten?"

Before Ai Moye could react, the man exerted a little force, and there was a click, and her neck was twisted alive.