Chapter 180 Building a Bamboo Forest
Ai Moye waited for a long time, and saw that the bamboo shoots were almost wilting, so she rushed straight to the center to find the warden.
The warden's bald head shone under the light, and he said in a sad tone, "You are here to be exiled, not to reform Huangxing. The entire Gobi Prison has almost become your back garden."
Ai Moye blinked and said, "The reason why the prisoners are not sentenced to death is because they want to use their labor force to transform the deserted star? Now I can complete several times the task by myself, warden, shouldn't you give me your full support?" "
The warden had mixed feelings, "How should I put it? I always feel like the original intention was not quite right."
Prisoners were exiled, firstly to use their labor force, and secondly as punishment.
But in Aimoye, the latter was not reflected at all. Today's Gobi Prison is purely her private domain and can be planned and built by her.
Aimoye didn't want to talk nonsense anymore and asked directly, "Just tell me whether I will give it or not. In one sentence, be happy."
The warden sighed, waved his hand, and granted her two acres of land.
After returning to prison, Ai Moye operated machinery to improve the wasteland, locking in water and fertilizing the original sandy soil to create water and soil suitable for bamboo forests.
Jiya took the bamboo shoots, smelled them for a long time, and said, "What on earth is this?"
"The predecessor of bamboo, bamboo shoots." Ai Moye answered.
Jiya suddenly realized, "It turns out that bamboo looked like this when it was a child."
There are no species like "bamboo" on many planets. Jiya has only seen "bamboo forests" on TV, but she doesn't know the existence of bamboo shoots.
After the soil was improved into fertile and high-quality soil, Aimoye planted the bamboo shoots and used his special power to quickly produce them.
The climate regulator sent by Dilie can control the climate in a small area to the bamboo shoots growing season, getting twice the result with half the effort.
After several rounds of growth, there will be more and more bamboo shoots, and they will be planted as much as possible.
She only used one acre of land to create a bamboo forest, and it would take a very long time to plant it completely.
Jiya planted mint and other plants in medicinal fields or land, fertilized and irrigated them, and improved them when moxa leaves were free.
In the paddy fields, green glutinous rice swayed in the wind.
Jiya felt that the appearance of glutinous rice and rice looked similar. But Ai Moye vowed again, saying that the taste of glutinous rice is completely different from that of rice.
Jiya was confused and looking forward to it, and wanted to taste the glutinous rice as soon as possible.
She piled the shells, river mussels, and snails that Aimoye brought back into the puddles beside the rice fields. Aimoye said that there was no need to take special care of these. As long as the water and soil were fertile, many of them would naturally grow.
After the daytime class ended, Suchi brought a message.
"The grade competition is over, and there will be an intramural competition in a while. As for the campus competition, it should be next semester."
Ai Moye was eating Yangchun noodles when she heard this and said, "Do we want to participate in the school competition?"
"What the college wants is for us two first-year students to practice in the campus competition." Su Qi saw that she was enjoying her meal, swallowed her saliva, and tried her best to focus on business, and said, "The campus competition is about to begin. It’s started, will you come to watch the game then?”
Ai Moye swallowed the noodles and shook her head, "It's probably the final exam soon. If I don't focus on my studies, the instructor may cry and seek my guarantor's death."
Suchi finally couldn't help but ask, "What was that you were eating?"
"Yangchun noodles," Ai Moye explained, "The noodles I make myself are not produced by machinery. They are especially delicious when paired with lard and freshly picked vegetables."
"I will never look for you at dinner again." Suchi said firmly.
Ai Moye smiled and said, "Senior brother, you take care of me so much. When I come next time, I will cook for you. Bring your own ingredients."
Su Qi's mouth watered just thinking about it, and he said unconvincingly, "Then I won't be polite. When the time comes, I will also bring my own natural ingredients."
Ai Moye actually disliked it a bit, but couldn't say it out loud, so she agreed vaguely.
After the call ended, Aimoye clicked on her inbox, which contained information about the Felix family from Mrs. Emma.
This family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is said to be one of the thirteen ancient nobles in the entire galaxy. Not only does it have a transcendent status, but more importantly, it is extremely rich.
The wealth held by the family was completely beyond what Aimoye's poor knowledge could imagine.
Di Lie promised that if he gets divorced in a few years, half of his property will be given to Ai Moye.
Although the marshal is venomous and bad-mouthed, Ai Moye will not doubt his promise.
Fully half of the assets...
Aimoye's mouth twitched as she browsed Felix's family's wealth information.
Uncle Di is such a fool. In order to cope with the pressure to get married, he actually gave away such a huge property to others.
Fortunately, she is a person with a moral bottom line. If she were replaced by a heartless spouse, she would definitely play tricks on Uncle Di.
Touching her swollen belly, Aimoye whispered, "Baby, mommy is helping you get your family property."
I don't know if the interstellar people don't care about their children. It's obvious that she is pregnant with "other people's children", and Di Lie doesn't care at all.
Or does Uncle Di already know something?
But this is not right. According to the description of the marshal in the original book, if the marshal knew that the woman he had a romantic relationship with was her, and that she was even pregnant, wouldn't he have torn her into pieces earlier?
Ai Moye thought about it, unable to figure out the meaning behind Di Lie's series of actions.
It can only be said that the Marshal is too confusing to understand.
In the Blue Star Imperial Capital, the long Imperial Parliament has finally come to an end.
The MPs and ministers left one after another, leaving only the top two heads of state.
Di Lie sat in front of the blue screen, playing with a retro swan quill pen with his slender fingers.
The emperor at the top had a bright smile, but there was a hint of cunning playfulness in his eyes.
"My dear brother, the old tree has finally blossomed. Are you willing to get married? Sure enough, there is something special about Miss Ai that can make the hard-hearted marshal fall in love?"
Di Lie glanced at the emperor, half-smiling, "I found a partner who is not annoying, and we were able to form an alliance. And you, His Majesty the Emperor, are you dissatisfied with the portrait of the future queen sent to the palace?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, the emperor became furious, and his elegant and false smile could not be maintained.
"It's more like a stud than a marriage. Everyone is urging your poor brother to start a new branch of the royal family as soon as possible." The emperor said helplessly, "You can still go out to escape on the pretext of fighting in the interstellar world. And I can’t even find a reason to be perfunctory.”
He had seen all the portraits of women sent by the alliance countries and affiliated planets, but it was really difficult to figure out the personalities of the women from the short and dynamic pictures.
He is indeed a superficial beauty, but he also understands that face alone cannot choose a suitable queen for the empire.
Not only must she be upright and beautiful, but she must also have the demeanor of being the mother of the empire.
Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly said narrowly, "I think Miss Ai is good. She is not only a noble daughter, but also a rare high-level wood-type superpower. She is also deeply loved by her mother. Maybe she is very suitable to be the mother of the country?"
Di Lie raised his eyes, his ice blue eyes sparkling.