The next day, Jiang Qiuqiu got up early in the morning.

To make rice rolls today, you have to try rice milk in advance. She has found alternatives to rice and wheat in this era, but she has not yet begun experimentation.

In the interstellar era, the tools are actually very complete, but the people of this era, for various reasons, have slowly lost the way to master the tools.

Jiang Qiuqiu's expression changed, and he slowly condensed his mind when it came to cooking.

A bowl of rice is beaten into flour, wheat flour is used as a clear dough, and finally a little cornstarch is added, and water is added to stir slowly. Unlike the earth's white rice milk, presumably due to slight ethnic differences, the rice milk here is beige.

The rice milk is ready, and it is necessary to steam it in the pot. There was no special cage drawer at home, so Jiang Qiuqiu found a slightly deeper iron plate, brushed it with some grease, poured in rice milk and a variety of spices prepared in advance, and put it in a pot of boiling water.

Rice milk is compatible with high temperature, the reaction speed is very fast, the whitish pulp quickly condenses, and fuses with bird eggs, sandwiched with the fragrance of goo meat and vegetables, a variety of flavors are mixed together, blended but not complicated!

With the scent of rice as the main note, the smell is particularly attractive.

Actually succeeded at one time, Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes lit up slightly, pushed up the rice rolls, put them on a porcelain plate, poured in the fragrant sauce, and tasted them with chopsticks.

The freshness of the sauce is the first to rush to the taste buds, and before the taste buds react, the soft powder sandwiches the fragrance of lettuce and then invades it one step at a time, and then the meat grains, when chewing, the taste is very layered, and the taste is also very rich.

This is the kind of breakfast that people should eat!

It was this ratio that Jiang Qiuqiu, who succeeded at one time, hummed a few words lightly, 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 bed, she glanced backstage and found that Mingmei had sent her a message.

…… Communication?

Chatting together so many times, Mingmei always uses text to describe the content of the contract or some live broadcast arrangements, and she has never sent a communication to herself.

Why did you send a message all of a sudden, did something happen? Inexplicably, Jiang Qiuqiu had a bad premonition.

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Federal Live Editorial Department.

Mingmei, who has always been in a good mood, was called to the office by the supervisor.

She thought that the legal department should finish the contract today, and tomorrow, when the contract comes into effect, Jiang Jiujiu will soon become a general under her!

She wants them to meet, and a real meeting is conducive to cultivating feelings and increasing trust between the two parties, and she wants to be Jiang Qiuqiu's only editor.

But before the bright future came, he was beaten to death with a stick.

After listening to the supervisor's words, she was a little broken, "Director, why can't I pass this by signing Jiang Jiu...... I haven't used my privileges this year. ”

The director tilted his head slightly, "This is normal, maybe the above thinks she doesn't have this potential and refuses to pay more shares." ”

"It can't be!" Ming Mei retorted loudly, "This anchor only asked for a share of the previous year, which is not too much in the newcomer area of the editorial department, and her live broadcast data I have explained in the uploaded materials, director, you have also brought a lot of newcomers, you should know her potential...... "is completely enough to win this contract."

Everyone actually knows such a simple thing, and they don't know that they can see it by looking at the data.

It's just—

"Mingmei, do you have to be so straightforward?"

"She could, so what?"

Do I have to sign it?