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

It took a full four hours for Aimoye to search for dyes live in the mine, and finally found malachite, realgar, cinnabar and green gold.

The live broadcast attracted everyone's attention, and tens of thousands of people watched online at the same time, how Ai Moye wanted to turn stones into dye.

There was a pause in the broadcast, and after returning to the prison, Aimoye showed the ore to Mai Ma.

Mai Ma had just returned from feeding the pigs in the pig pen and was very curious when she saw these minerals of different colors.

"Even if you can make dye, what are you planning to color?"

Aimoye said, "I look for these ores mainly to color clay figures and pots, and it also earns traffic. In just four hours, I have 1,500 fans."

Mai Ma still had to feed chickens and cows and sheep, so she couldn't continue reading and said, "Then I'll go work first. I hope I can see my sister's results when I come back."

"Thank you for your hard work. Come and help me when my live broadcast is over."

Jiya borrowed a rock crusher from the mine, which can break rocks into particles or fine sand depending on the size of the machine.

At the appointed time, Aimoye started the live broadcast and polished the lapis lazuli into fine powder in front of the audience.

"Mineral dyes can also be pigments, which were called 'stone dyes' in ancient times. At that time, there were not so many chemical synthesis methods, so we all relied on the wisdom of our ancestors."

Ai Moye only used a small piece for demonstration, and ground a large piece of lapis lazuli into powder in just a few minutes.

She picked a piece of lapis lazuli with the purest color. The fine powder had a melancholy and deep blue color. It looked like a river of stars flowing under the incandescent light. The rich and thick color was very beautiful.

"Even if it is the same piece of ore, its color is subtly different, which is indistinguishable to the naked eye. It is darker and lighter."

After selecting the impurities in the lapis lazuli powder and adding a little concoction, a beautiful dye was formed.

Ai Moye then concocted red dye, yellow dye, etc. one by one to color the clay figurines and pots.

With the improvement of colors, the clay figures became lifelike and beautiful, which stunned the audience in the live broadcast room.

Even Jiya, who was working behind the scenes, secretly admired Ai Moye's superb craftsmanship.

After the display, there were more orders in the backend, but Aimoye selectively selected twenty orders, arranged them in order, and slowly made them.

Little did they know that even Mrs. Emma, ​​who was far away in the Blue Star Imperial Capital, used her assistant’s number to place an order.

"I'm afraid that she will find out it's me, but if I change my number, she won't know anything."

The female assistant asked in confusion, "Queen Mother, do you like this anchor very much?"

"Of course," Mrs. Emma said with a smile from ear to ear, "She is the daughter-in-law I have chosen for your marshal. What do you think?"

The female assistant was dumbfounded and hesitated for a while. It took a long time to organize her words and asked, "Marshal, does he agree?"

"We have to wait until he agrees. If the universe is destroyed, he won't have a partner yet." When she mentioned this, Mrs. Emma became very angry.

You are over 80 years old, how many of your peers are unmarried and have no children? It just so happens that the empire's high-ranking marshal doesn't like women and he doesn't care about men.

Finally, Ai Moye was born out of the blue. Mrs. Emma felt that this must be a destined marriage, and if she was not sure, she would be struck by lightning.

Thinking about what she saw on the surveillance camera, Mrs. Emma almost burst out laughing.

"This child is a prisoner. Please help me think about it. Is there any way for her to come to the imperial capital and have a blind date with the marshal?"

This was not the first time that the female assistant was shocked by Lady Emma's behavior, especially regarding the marshal's marriage, where the earth-shattering and extraordinary actions were taken one after another.

After getting paid, the female assistant said, "It's Elf's Day in a few days. As a friend, do you invite that woman to celebrate the festival? But, prisoner? Wait, prisoner?"

Mrs. Emma didn't care at all about the female assistant's collapse. After thinking about it, she felt that the excuse was very good.

But the problem is that she only has a one-time relationship with Ai Moye, and it is a dirty relationship built with money. The little girl may not necessarily regard her as a friend.

"Then let Di Lie call the child over. Then I will bring them together." Mrs. Emma agreed with a smile.

On Star 2B, Ai Moye picked up a watermelon from the ground and showed it in front of the live broadcast camera.

"This is a new variety that I have improved. I hope it will be better than the previous one."

The temperature has been rising these days, and the daytime temperature is usually above 35°C, which is a good day to eat watermelon.

Pressing it on the chopping board, Aimoye cut the watermelon into pieces. Inside the crisp green striped skin, there were bright red flesh and a few black seeds.

Ai Moye frowned, "Why are there so many melon seeds?"

The live broadcast room exploded.

[What kind of melon is this? With just a few seeds, are there too many anchors? I’m afraid you’ve never tasted a melon with seeds and pulp! 】

[The color is so beautiful, just like ruby! 】

[Anchor, try it, what does it taste like? 】

In order to taste watermelon online, Aimoye specially wore a new mask, exposing the area below her nose.

She took a small piece of watermelon, smelled it, and then showed it to the camera.

"It smells sweet, the pulp is very delicate, juicy, and the veins are clear. Judging from the appearance, it looks good, right?"

After saying that, she took a bite first. The sweet juice spread between her lips and teeth. The pulp was crispy and the red soil in the middle had a certain sandy texture.

Everyone in the live broadcast room is anxiously waiting for the results of the taste test, and everyone is more looking forward to it than Ai Moye herself.

It wasn't until he finished eating a whole piece that Aimoye said, "It's edible, but it's not sweet enough, not too watery, and there are too many seeds. It's very troublesome to spit it out."

The live broadcast room was silent.

The flesh of the melon was so red, and the juice was flowing all over the table. How could it be so troublesome to spit out just a few melon seeds?

What kind of miraculous life did the anchor live before that he didn't even pay attention to melons of this level?

Ignoring the jealousy in the live broadcast room, Aimoye said, "I will give this batch to the neighbors to eat first. After I make some improvements, in about half a month, when the next batch is mature, it will be sold backstage."

Fans can kind of figure out Ai Moye's temperament. As long as she feels dissatisfied, everything is in vain.

Anyway, it’s only half a month, so just wait patiently.

That afternoon, Ai Moye used a harvester to shovel all varieties of watermelons.

After selecting the melons for cultivation, the remaining large ones were given to the prison management center. Thank you for your long-term support and help.

Some were small and had crooked melons and cracked dates. They were chopped into pieces and fed to the pigs.

This scene was captured in the live broadcast, and the fans were furious.

[What a hateful move! 】

[Where does the anchor live? I will fly an airship to fight with the pig right away! 】

[It stands to reason that my family is not poor, so why can’t we even eat the pig food from the anchor’s house? 】

[Laughing to death, I couldn’t compare to the rich before, but now my quality of life ranks second to that of pigs? 】

…

The management center received two carts of watermelons from Aimoye, and all the staff cheered.

The last time they ate melons, they were still unsatisfied. This time it was a new and improved variety, which showed how much they were looking forward to it.