Transmigrated into a pitiful pregnant woman, she is pampered by interstellar tycoons.

One cup after another of rice wine was poured down his throat, the rich, fermented aroma of rice wine intoxicating him and making his eyes blurry.

The puppy's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, making it look so pitiful.

"You can't drink, can you?"

Ruan Mian noticed that something was definitely wrong with him.

A blush crept onto their faces, resembling the pale pink of peach blossoms in spring.

It's really good-looking.

"Sister, why can't we drink it?"

After saying that, he picked up the cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

That layer of alcohol seemed to surge up in my head again.

Ruan Mian quickly supported him, looking him up and down nervously, "Don't drink anymore, you'll really get drunk."

The next second, everything spun around, and the two people switched places.

A hand pressed against her back, and she leaned against the wall.

Xia Sheng's eyes glazed over for a moment, then changed in the blink of an eye.

A crazy and sinister possessiveness, deep and overflowing, as if it wanted to devour her whole.

His hot breath, with each breath, gently touched her face.

His slender, slightly cool fingers brushed against her temples, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

It carried an indescribable ambiguity.

"Sister, I'm already drunk."

He lowered his head and took a deep sniff of her hair.

Her scent carries a faint, fresh plant aroma—clean, pure, and so comforting that it makes you want to get closer.

He was already drunk without even drinking.

"Sister, you smell so good~"

The wicked tone made Ruan Mian's brow twitch.

Xia Sheng gave her a very strange feeling, an inexplicable danger. Where was her obedient puppy anymore?

"Xia, what's wrong? Are you really drunk?"

Ruan Mian pushed against his chest, pressing against him, trying to push him away.

Unfortunately, he was like a wall, impossible to move.

"Move aside, you're pressing on me, it hurts!"

Xia Sheng seemed to be possessed by a ghost, supporting her back with one hand and bracing against the wall with the other.

They were completely bewitched.

Suddenly, there was a loud slap behind me.

The person in front of him then slowly collapsed to the ground.

They watched as the two combat-type androids that Huo Junze had brought were waiting behind them.

"Master, are you okay?"

Ruan Mian patted her chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay. He's probably just drunk and acting crazy. You guys take him back."

"Yes, Master."

Alcohol is really no good!

*

With rice wine in hand, Ruan Mian began making cooking wine.

This is a great ingredient; it's indispensable for many dishes.

Prepare star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, cinnamon, bay leaves, ginger slices, scallion segments, and rock sugar.

Pour the rice wine into a pot, add the seasonings, and simmer over low heat until the rock sugar is completely dissolved. Then continue simmering for five to ten minutes.

Allow the spices to fully infuse into the cooking wine.

After cooling, filter out the residue, and the cooking wine is ready.

With cooking wine, I can make one of her favorite dishes: braised pork!

Wash the pork belly (with alternating layers of fat and lean meat) thoroughly, cut it into evenly sized cubes, blanch it in boiling water, and then drain.

Cut the scallions into sections, slice the ginger, and peel the garlic.

Heat oil in a pan, add rock sugar, and stir over low heat until the rock sugar melts and turns caramel color.

Add the pork belly chunks and stir-fry until each piece is coated with the caramelized sugar.

Add seasonings and stir-fry until fragrant. Pour in cooking wine and enough water to cover the pork belly pieces. Bring to a boil and then simmer over low heat.

Continue cooking until the meat becomes tender and flavorful.

Finally, add salt to taste and reduce the sauce until thickened.

It's a pity that soy sauce was missing; this dish would be even more perfect if it had.

However, with the addition of spices, the meat is also very fragrant!

It can be summed up in one word: delicious.

In another pot, pork ribs were chopped into pieces and were bubbling away.

Inside were diced carrots, corn cut into sections, and various other colors, all red and yellow, while the soup had been stewed until it turned whitish.

Sprinkle with salt and chopped green onions.

One sip, and it's so delicious it'll make your eyebrows fall off.

After lunch, the lifelike humanoid figure cleaned up the dishes and utensils.

Now, Xiaohong and Xiaofang are in charge of the lunch boxes, so she can be considered a semi-hands-off manager.

Why half?

Because all she was responsible for was planting the plants.

Rice paddies stretched out in vast fields, as did soybean fields, corn, sweet potatoes, and pumpkins—these staple foods were planted in large, continuous patches.

It's not just this staple food.

She also planted a large orchard.

They are categorized according to fruit varieties, with basically over a hundred trees planted for each variety.

Behind the house is a large green tea plantation.

Because now we're not just making lemon tea anymore, we're making all kinds of fruit teas.

Ruan Mian was responsible for planting, while the other tasks, such as picking, harvesting, and plowing, were handled by people in a simulated manner.

All she had to do was accelerate the ripening of the plants whenever she had free time.

With two buzzing sounds, the personal terminal received a message from a familiar person.

"Huo Junze!"

Her boyfriend's daily routine of asking her questions, his eyes would light up with a smile when he saw her.

"Mianmian, did the baby fuss today? Did the baby eat well?"

He launched into a barrage of questions as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ruan Mian could only smile helplessly.

"Isn't Mr. Huo busy? He makes so many phone calls every day, he's practically my personal butler!"

A low, magnetic laugh came from inside.

It felt like a feather had landed on my eardrum, rustling and incredibly itchy.

"Yeah, I like to keep an eye on my girlfriend, is that wrong?"

"Of course! Boyfriend, you'd better keep up the good work!"

Ruan Mian experienced both pain and sweetness.

"When are you coming? I made something delicious today!"

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

This person really acts on impulse; she gave him a coquettish glare.

"I'm serious, do you think we should sell fruits and vegetables?"

She had barely finished speaking when she saw his stunned expression.

"What, is my suggestion strange?"

"It was a bit of a surprise; I never expected you to sell fruits and vegetables."

Plants are precious things, so it was quite unexpected that she would sell her boxed lunches.

I never expected that she would sell the fruit.

"Why? I grow these plants to sell. I don't want our collaboration to consist of just a few bottles of drinks."

"Oh, right, I'm also planning to sell French fries and ketchup in bulk, what do you think?"

French fries and ketchup, and maybe some fried chicken later, this is going to be a super popular fast food before the apocalypse!

If it could be mass-produced, it would definitely be a machine for making a fortune.

“I like everything Mianmian makes, and everyone else likes it too. I’m willing to make anything Mianmian wants.”

That's great, why do you need it?

"Then you have to work hard to raise your child!"

Ruan Mian immediately smiled and, with her personal terminal, walked towards a lush field, showing him the empire she had built.

"These are the potatoes I planted. I'm planning to build a tomato greenhouse over there. We're going to take over the interstellar space!"