The next day, Jiang Qiuqiu got up early.
To make rice rolls today, I have to try rice milk in advance. She has found substitutes for rice and wheat in this era, but she has not yet started experimenting.
In the interstellar era, the tools are actually quite complete, but people in this era, due to various reasons, have gradually lost the way to master the tools.
Jiang Qiuqiu's expression changed, and he slowly concentrated on cooking.
A bowl of rice is ground into flour, and wheat flour is used as clear noodles. Finally, a little cornstarch is added, and water is added to slowly stir. Unlike Earth's white rice milk, presumably due to slight racial differences, the rice milk here is beige.
The rice milk is prepared, and it needs to be steamed in a pot. There was no special cage at home, so Jiang Qiuqiu found a slightly deeper iron plate, brushed it with some grease, poured rice milk and various seasonings prepared in advance, and put it into the boiling water pot.
Rice milk is compatible with high temperature, and the reaction speed is very fast. The whitish pulp coagulates quickly and fuses with bird eggs. complex!
With rice fragrance as the main note, it smells very attractive.
Surprisingly it succeeded once, Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes lighted up slightly, he pushed up the rice rolls, put them on a porcelain plate, poured them into the fragrant sauce, and took a sip with chopsticks.
The freshness of the sauce is the first to rush to the taste buds. Before the taste buds react, the soft powder sandwiches the fragrance of the lettuce and invades further, followed by the meat. When chewing, the taste is very layered and the taste is very rich. .
This is the breakfast that people should eat!
With this ratio, Jiang Qiuqiu hummed a few songs after a one-time success, and continued to place orders for rice, wheat and other ingredients on Taotao Fresh.
The preparations were almost done, Jiang Qiuqiu was going to take a break, but before going to sleep, she glanced at the backstage and found that Mingmei had sent her a message.
... communication
We chatted together so many times, and every time Mingmei used words to describe the content of the contract or some live broadcast arrangements, she never sent herself a newsletter.
Why did you send a communication all of a sudden? Did something happen? Inexplicably, Jiang Qiuqiu had a bad feeling.
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Federal Live Editorial Office.
Mingmei, who was always in a good mood, was called to the office by the supervisor.
She thought that the legal department should finish making the contract today, and tomorrow, when the contract takes effect, Jiang Jiujiu will soon become a general under her command!
She thought they had to meet up. A real meeting would help the two parties develop a relationship and increase trust. She wanted to be Jiang Qiuqiu's sole editor.
But before the bright future came, he was beaten to death with a stick.
After hearing what the supervisor said, she broke down a bit, "Director, why can't I pass the test with Jiang Jiujiu... I haven't used this year's privilege yet."
The supervisor turned his head slightly, "It's normal, maybe the higher-ups think she doesn't have the potential and refuse to pay more."
"That's impossible!" Ming Mei retorted loudly, "This anchor only asked for a share of the previous year's share, which is not too much in the newcomer section of the editorial department, and her live broadcast data is listed in the uploaded information. It has been explained, as the supervisor, you have also brought many newcomers, you should know her potential..." It is completely enough to win this contract.
Everyone knows such a simple thing, even if you don’t know it, you can see it by looking at the data.
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"Mingmei, do you have to speak so bluntly?"
"She can, so what?"
Does it have to be signed