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

Not knowing which sentence was wrong, Di Lie looked at Aimo Ye with a smile for a long time without saying anything, which made Aimoye's spine shiver.

"Just say what you want to say, it will make my hair stand on end." Ai Moye disliked old foxes the most, especially this cunning and cunning smiling fox.

Di Lie then said, "Mrs. Emma asked me to invite you to the Imperial Capital during the Elf Festival to attend the Elf Dinner."

"Me?" Ai Moye pointed at herself, "How can a prisoner leave the place of exile and go to the imperial capital for vacation?"

The laws of this planet are too caring for prisoners!

Di Lie actually didn't agree with it, but he couldn't leave the wood superpower alone. When he got to the imperial capital, he had to do some stimulation of Ai Moye's superpower.

"Mrs. Emma expects so. You won't let an old man down, right?"

Aimoye said hesitantly, "But, my crops..."

"The crops are worthless." Di Lie interrupted Ai Moye with a smile, and before the latter could refute, he pushed out a box.

Ai Moye opened it in confusion, and was immediately stunned by the 200 grams of gold fish inside.

"It will only take you a few days, and I will leave the crops and farmland to your assistant."

Ai Moye's face wrinkled up in confusion, "But, my cows, sheep and pigs..."

Di Lie took out a box again and pushed it in front of Ai Moye, "How many months have you been away from the imperial capital and you don't have any relatives or friends you miss?"

The moxa leaves were opened again, and there was 300g of beautiful gold inside.

"Yes, why not!" She held the two boxes in her arms, smiling from ear to ear, and said, "Those relatives in my family must miss me to death. I won't go back for the Fairy Day, am I still a human being? ?”

Di Lie was very satisfied with her reaction and continued, "I will come to pick you up personally when the time comes. Remember to prepare holiday gifts for your relatives and friends."

Ai Moye's mouth twitched.

Who cares if a prisoner asks for a gift?

So unsympathetic!

Later, Aimoye was sent back to prison, and Jiya also came back.

"Are you going to the Imperial Capital to attend the Elf Festival?" Jiya's expression was bright, "A prisoner? Going to the Imperial Capital? Celebrating the festival?"

Ai Moye held pickled cabbage in her mouth, her mouth full of sour taste, "I think it's outrageous too, but that's the fact. Does Uncle Di have a high military rank and can even make the decision on such a thing?"

Jiya lowered her head and hesitated to cover up, "I don't know, he should be taller than me."

Mai Ma held her chin in her hands and said enviously, "It's great. Sister Ye Ye can go and play."

"I'll give you my share of milk. Drink more and grow taller." After Aimoye finished speaking, she asked Jiya, "Are you going to have a holiday then?"

"Let go, but I don't want to go anywhere. Let's stay here and drink milk with Maima." Jiya didn't want to leave the prison. After all, she could eat anything from eggs to milk until she vomited.

Ai Moye said enthusiastically, "The Elf Festival should be different every year, right? It was so lively last year, and it should be glorious and grand this year. I'm really looking forward to it."

After the words fell, Jia Ya and Mai Ma looked at her strangely.

Ai Moye's heart skipped a beat when she heard Maima say, "But sister, the Elf Festival happens every three years. How could there be an Elf Festival last year?"

"...Haha, slip of the tongue."

Please, give your children a computer that can search for interstellar knowledge!

There was still some time before the Elf Festival, so Aimoye took the time to prepare some "local specialties".

Especially Di Lie and Mrs. Emma, ​​one is a relationship for favors and the other is a relationship for money, and they must always be protected.

Ai Moye picked a ten-pound jar of strong-flavor sorghum wine from the wine cellar.

I don’t know if the lady likes to drink, but I hope it will be as sweet as possible.

In addition, Ai Moye plans to prepare another laying hen, a broiler chicken, a jar of freshly baked wild honey, and reserve two mini watermelons that have just grown in the field.

Looking through the list of local specialties, why does it feel like a poor peasant woman going to the city to visit her rich relatives?

When you go to the imperial capital, you will inevitably meet the male protagonist in the book. When the time comes, pray that Emperor Lie, who has military rank, can protect her, the prisoner who was invited to go.

During this period, the temperature has risen and the land has become extremely dry. Fortunately, there are water star cores that can provide rainfall and keep the water and soil moist and fertile.

Ai Moye walked in the forest, picking mature mushrooms, and dried the ones that were uneaten into dried food.

The fungus also grew more. Ai Moye picked up a few more pieces of wood and made a special trip to make fungus. There were too many to pick every day.

After a busy morning, Ai Moye carried a small basket full of mushrooms and fungus.

Just in time, Jiya brought a piece of pork. For lunch, you can have fried pork with fungus, add a mushroom soup, and serve it with shredded sweet potatoes and shredded potatoes.

The dinner table was very rich, and the three women swept it away like a storm.

Jiya licked her lips and said, "I will bring a fish over tonight. You can think of how to eat it."

"Sauerkraut fish, I just want to show fans how to eat sauerkraut." Considering that he would not be able to continue the live broadcast after going to the imperial capital, Aimoye wanted to post more videos in the past few days.

Jiya said, "There are a lot of good things in the Imperial City. You can go shopping in the market after you go there. You might be able to find something useful."

Just after she finished speaking, Jiya hit her head again and said to herself, "Am I telling this to a noblewoman from the imperial capital?"

Doesn’t a native noble know the imperial capital better than she does?

Aimoye laughed and said to Mai Ma, "Sister Jiya can't cook. When I leave, I can only rely on you for three meals a day. Whether it's eggs or chicken, you can eat whatever you want. Anyway, When I come back, I’ll be able to grow very fast again.”

Mai Ma nodded obediently.

In the evening, in front of the camera, Aimoye showed how to make pickled fish. Many fans who grabbed the vacuum pickled vegetables left messages saying that they were very satisfied with the meal.

[The anchor's sauerkraut was so delicious. I followed the anchor's instructions and chopped up the fried meat, especially with rice, and ate five big bowls]

[Hmm, my family uses it to cook pickled cabbage soup, it has a different taste]

[Really or falsely, am I asking you to do this? 】

[It must have been bought by the anchor. How could such a poor place be more delicious than the vegetables grown by master growers? 】

Ai Moye did not argue and explained that since real gold is not afraid of fire, she is confident that her products can withstand the test of the public.

A few days passed by and the watermelons in the field were ripe.

Ai Moye made a small cut first, and was more satisfied this time.

The melon is sweet, has the right amount of water, and has few seeds. It is an excellent variety in her opinion.

The old rule is to send a small cart to the management center, keep some crooked melons and cracked dates for your own consumption, and sell the rest online.

Due to the reputation of watermelons in the past, thousands of kilograms of melons were sold out as soon as they were put on the shelves.

Mai Ma and Jiya didn't even have a chance to taste it, so they were busy packaging and selling it as soon as possible.

Ai Moye picked a few big ones as specialties and took them away, along with other honey, preserved eggs, dried mushrooms and sorghum wine, etc. as holiday gifts.