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

Chapter 16 Unusual Food

Jia's face was filled with confusion, "What kind of crappy name did you choose? Have you read too many Mary Sue novels?"

Ai Moye said nonchalantly, "The name is not important. What is important is what I should broadcast next so that I can become a big internet celebrity as soon as possible."

Jiya feels that the road is long and difficult.

She brought pumpkin potatoes and a piece of pork, as well as the seasonings Aimoye needed, and asked enthusiastically what to eat tonight.

Ai Moye looked at the ingredients, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Let's steam the pork with rice flour."

Jiya asked in confusion, "What kind of meat?"

"It's steamed meat with rice noodles and potatoes." After Aimoye finished speaking, she took some rice and prepared to make rice noodles first.

"Wait a minute," Jiya turned on the live broadcast device and said, "As a host, you must always remember to live broadcast. The longer you are online, the more opportunities you have to be seen!"

Ai Moye grabbed the mask and put it on. Jiya switched the live broadcast channel to the food section and typed in a few big words: Live broadcast teaching of steamed pork with rice flour.

Ai Moye has already begun to fry the rice noodles. Add salt, pepper and rosemary to the rice, fry it until it is cooked, and then let Jiya mash it.

Jiya has special powers, which is not a problem for her. She quickly mashes the fried rice and is asked by Aimoye to peel potatoes.

In the live broadcast room, Ai Moye sliced ​​the pork, sprinkled with minced ginger, mixed in white wine, dark soy sauce and a little sugar.

"If you don't have cooking wine, use white wine instead. It can remove the fishy smell like ground ginger. White sugar enhances the flavor, dark soy sauce adds color, and don't forget to sprinkle a little water at the end. This way, the steamed meat will be more beautiful and the rice noodles will be more fragrant and soft."

After Jiya peeled the potatoes and cut them into pieces, Aimoye put the pork belly on top, added a little vegetable oil, and steamed it in the pot.

"If you don't like potatoes, you can use pumpkin or sweet potato instead. It will be just as delicious steamed."

Because it was meal time, some people happened to be looking for a meal video, and there were many people browsing the food bar.

This time, more than 100 people watched online and laughed at Aimoye's steamed pork.

[It doesn’t taste good at first glance. The delicious pork should be made into pork chops and topped with sauce. That would be a great enjoyment! 】

[No, no, the pork is still roasted, a thin slice sandwiched in bread, with tomato slices, a meat and vegetable combination]

There was a quarrel in the live broadcast room, and there was a heated discussion about how to eat pork.

Ai Moye didn't argue, and took advantage of the break of steamed pork to quickly make egg custard.

Making custard is very simple. Crack the eggs and add water, mix well, filter out the small air bubbles, and steam them together in a pot.

The steamed egg custard is smooth and tender. Add a little sesame oil and light soy sauce according to your own taste, and you can have a delicious meal.

Ai Moye showed the egg custard to the live broadcast room, and the audience was extremely shocked.

[Aren’t eggs always boiled or fried? What’s her name?Egg custard? 】

[It looks so beautiful, like a golden gem]

[It doesn’t seem difficult to do it, I’ve already started doing it]

Seeing this, Ai Moye quickly added, "The egg custard is boiled cold and boiled in a ratio of 1:2. The egg liquid must be filtered. If possible, it can be sealed with plastic wrap. After the pot is boiled, sprinkle in some chopped green onion."

The conditions here are simple and she cannot mislead other viewers.

Egg custard is easy to make, and many viewers have already started practicing it.

While waiting, the steamed pork belly was finally released.

When Aimoye opened the lid, the aroma of meat, rice mixed with potatoes hit her face, and it was still steaming. Jiya who was standing aside was instantly captured.

"This is steamed pork with vermicelli. The potatoes are very soft and glutinous, and the meat is tender and oily. The biggest feature is that the aroma of the meat is mixed with the fragrance of rice noodles and the lingering fragrance of potatoes. It is a dish that is easy to make and delicious." Ai Moye Unable to eat while wearing a mask, Jiya feasted off camera. Every piece of steamed rice steamed up, making people in the live broadcast room swallow their saliva.

Aimoye added some more details, and after hurriedly downloading the broadcast, she found that Jiya had already eaten two-thirds of it.

"Why don't you eat slower?"

Jiya said, "I left so much meat for you, and I ate most of the potatoes."

Ai Moye scooped up a bowl of white rice and paired it with the fragrant and glutinous steamed pork, her face glowing red after eating.

This was the first time she had eaten meat in more than a month of exile, and Aimoye was almost in tears.

Jiya is also very excited because the steamed pork made by Aimoye is completely different from the mainstream way of eating pork.

She felt more and more that becoming a partner with Ai Moye was really the right decision.

Then, Jiya tried the egg custard again. It was smooth, tender and couldn't be more delicious.

After eating, Jiya helped wash the dishes and then left with satisfaction.

Ai Moye touched her belly in the toilet. She always felt a little strange, but she didn't know what was strange.

She didn't think much about it, and while she was finishing her meal, she went to scatter the radish seeds in the field.

White radish can be used to stew soup, make kimchi, or make spicy and sour shredded radish.

Ai Moye used to hate eating white radish, but now just thinking about the taste of white radish makes her mouth water.

Sure enough, picky eaters are accustomed to life. Once they are in dire straits, they can eat as much as they want.

Just when Ai Moye was busy, a big boss from the management center came to inspect.

It is said that this boss is very holy and believes that even prisoners who have made mistakes should have legitimate humanitarian rights, so he advocates treating prisoners well.

Especially in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, prisoners must not be allowed to live too hard. Three meals a day and living environment must meet certain standards.

It is best to use love to influence the prisoners, not to allow them to farm and mine, and not to have them punished with electric shocks. Instead, they should carry out recreational activities such as reading, reading newspapers and playing the piano every day to cultivate their sentiments.

As soon as the news came down, not to mention the people in the management center were speechless. Even Ai Moye, who was a prisoner himself, felt that this boss was a stick after hearing the news.

"A prisoner has made a mistake, what kind of treatment do he want? To be worshiped as a Bodhisattva on the incense table and raised with taxpayers' money?"

In prison, there are rapists, robbers, and random murderers seeking revenge on society. Do they all rely on their victims to support themselves?
Jiya said while eating Elaeagnus angustifolia, "No, according to what he said, you are not here to do a labor camp, but to recuperate."

She can guarantee that once this law is implemented, the crime rate will only soar in the future.

Aimoye thought for a moment and then said, "I can't make the decision anyway, so just let him go."

From a prisoner's perspective, this doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Jiya added, "Anyway, the other party may visit various prisons. You should all cheer up."

Ai Moye waved his hand lazily.

In the afternoon, she moved the earthen pots and pots one by one under the tree and continued to dry them in the shade.

This earthenware pot is used to make pickles, and the smaller one can be used as a stew pot. If you have an old hen in the future, it will be delicious if you simmer it in the earthenware pot overnight.

She was busy, and she didn't know when someone came to the prison and stood in the wind and sand looking at her.

"What are those khaki jars?" The young man with blond hair and blue eyes looked incredulous. "Are they toilets for prisoners?"

(End of this chapter)