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

There were too many dumplings to eat in one meal, so Ai Moye put the rest in the box.

"Jiya~"

"I know." Jiya buried her head in eating dumplings and fired a few blasts of frost. The thick ice cubes completely froze and sealed the box.

With Jiya here, the refrigerator is no longer needed.

Ai Moye then started to eat the dumplings, and they tasted really good. The pork was tender and smooth, the mustard greens were fragrant, and the salty flavor of the pickles made her unable to stop eating.

Jiya ate a big bowl and burped after putting down her fork.

"It's so delicious. What is this dish called?"

"Mustard is a kind of wild vegetable. Unfortunately, it doesn't grow very well. I plan to transplant it into the ground and fertilize and irrigate it."

Jiya looked at the sky outside. It was the hottest during this period, and it was probably already over 40 degrees Celsius.

"Don't go out for the time being. When the temperature cools down in the afternoon, go to the flower fields first."

The temperature is too high, and the flowers in the flower field are wilting. If they are not nourished by the moxa leaves, they will return to dust and dust, and say goodbye to the moxa leaves completely.

After the meal, Jiya washed the dishes, Maima took a nap, and Aimoye took a bottle of milk back to the bedroom.

Da Da was crawling all over the bed. She was extremely curious about the new environment, so she looked around.

It can already open its eyes. It has a pair of extremely beautiful green eyes with slender and thick eyelashes, making it look like a beautiful fox.

Ai Moye sat next to the bed, took it into her arms and breastfed it.

"Dada, this is fresh milk. Although it is not as good as breast milk, it is still very nutritious."

Da Da happened to be hungry, so she curled up in Ai Moye's arms and sucked the pacifier hard.

Seeing its little mouth squirming, Aimoye stretched out her hand to wipe away the milk stains on its mouth, and murmured, "I don't know if my baby will be as big as you when it is born."

However, if the interstellar people are pregnant for fifteen months, the size of the child will probably be larger.

Ai Moye suddenly turned pale.

It’s so difficult to conceive and give birth to a baby in ten months, so how hard will it take to give birth to a baby in fifteen months?

Ai Moye was so frightened that she quickly went to Jiya to ask.

Jiya was about to go out when she heard Aimoye say this and rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, there is top-notch assisted reproductive technology, so what are you afraid of? You can give birth in just one sleep."

"So simple?" Ai Moye was ecstatic.

Jiya patted her shoulder, "Don't be nervous, I will definitely not let the precious pregnant mother die."

Ai Moye saw that she was wearing a prison guard's uniform and asked, "Are you going to do some work?"

"If the Zerg makes trouble, I have to deal with it." Jiya waved her hand, "Leave some extra dinner for me."

"good."

The sun is scorching, and you can't go out to work until at least six o'clock. During this time, Aimoye held a live broadcast, using clay to make pottery figurines, dyeing and drawing, etc.

Without opening the pottery link, even if there are viewers who want to buy it, there is nothing they can do but hurry up.

[The anchor is just too busy, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to take just a few orders]

[Does the anchor plan to recruit apprentices? I can pay for the tuition, not for anything else, purely for art]

Ai Moye looked at it and said with a smile, "This is actually not difficult, practice makes perfect. I learned it from my grandfather when I was about seven or eight years old. At that time, he was working in the fields and I was crying on the field, so he dug up the yellow mud. , use it as plasticine for me to play with.”

Her parents are both very busy at work, and they don't feel comfortable leaving her to a nanny, so whoever is free will take care of her.

TOEFL, Aimoye learned a lot from the elders who have rich life experience.

"In short, after more than ten years, I have learned a lot about what I should learn and what I shouldn't learn."

Ai Moye's words inspired many people. Some people are already reflecting on why they can't learn more meaningful things in their long lives.

After making a delicate vase and pottery, Ai Moye's waist was a little sore. It may be because the fetus is growing. Sitting motionless for a long time is a bit heavy.

But there is nothing else to do except live broadcast. Aimoye added, "Recently, my cows are producing milk every day. They can squeeze out at least 20 liters a day, and they can't drink it all. I plan to fry the stored milk and eat it." .”

【What to blow up? Am I blind? 】

【milk? fry? Did the anchor get too hot and his brain melted? 】

[Isn’t milk a liquid? How should it be fried? 】

The people in the live broadcast room were looking forward to it, eagerly watching Ai Moye prepare various materials.

She first brought a small bucket of milk. When the audience saw the rich and white milk, their eyes turned red with envy.

[What kind of milk is snow white? Why is our milk translucent and watery? 】

[Are the varieties different? Anyway, even if you blend milk, it’s not that white]

[But it looks so rich, I seem to smell the milky aroma]

[We can’t eat it, and the anchor can’t finish it. Is this the gap? 】

Ai Moye has already rolled up her sleeves and is getting started in full swing.

"The first is condensed milk. Add a little sugar to the milk. Boil it and simmer it over low heat. Stir constantly until it becomes thick. This is pure natural condensed milk without any additives."

Ten minutes later, a portion of condensed milk with a rich milky aroma and smoothness was ready.

The people in the live broadcast room were so drool-worthy that the condensed milk looked extremely rich just by looking at it. Even if they didn’t eat it, they could still imagine how delicious it was.

Then, Ai Moye poured the milk into a small pot, added starch, honey and a little condensed milk, and stirred while cooking.

"There are many ways to eat condensed milk. It can be eaten with bread, snacks, or added to milk tea. It is more fragrant than milk and very smooth and refreshing. But if you don't like it too sweet, remember not to add too much sugar. You can master the dosage by making it a few times. The heat is ready.”

After the milk paste is cooked, Aimoye pours it into a glass vessel and puts it in the "refrigerator" for an hour.

During this time, she took out the leftover steamed buns from the morning.

"If you have bread crumbs, you don't need steamed buns. The ingredients here are not rich enough, so I use crumbled steamed buns instead."

She tore the steamed bun into pieces, waited until the milk paste solidified into jelly, then cut it into small pieces and covered it with egg liquid and steamed bun residue.

Heat oil in a pan, slide the milk cubes into it, and fry until golden brown on both sides. The fried milk is done.

The fried milk, which is golden and crispy on the outside and white and tender on the inside, makes the live broadcast room boil as soon as it appears.

[God, it feels so delicious, I can’t wait to eat it]

[I searched for nearby takeaway shops, but none of them sold fried fresh milk. Anchor, let me discuss something with you. Let’s sell it in vacuum packaging. Please! 】

[Turn it off. You can’t eat just watching. Sooner or later, you will die of anger in this anchor’s live broadcast room]

Seeing this, Aimoye said, "Actually, it's not impossible to sell it."

Suddenly, the live broadcast room started to boil again, and everyone was cheering.

Aimoye said, "But I don't have a food sales qualification certificate, and cooked food like this cannot be sold online. So, I will apply for a certificate first. If I can get it, I will be able to eat whatever I want in the future." Pack it and mail it to everyone.”