With the mood killer gone, Wang Fan was ready to start making something delicious.
After stretching a bit, he indeed felt much more comfortable.
"Your skills are really good, I feel much better."
Zhuo Qianqian snorted proudly and then leaned on the table, starting to play on her phone.
Seeing her behave, Wang Fan also began to prepare the delicacies.
He planned to make a pastry and a beverage.
No matter how or with whom he compared these two things in his mind, he felt their aesthetics could rank in the top three, even number one.
The most beautiful pastry — Lotus Pastry.
The most beautiful beverage — Lychee Bayberry Drink.
Lotus pastry is similar to lotus seed pastry, but Wang Fan believed the lotus pastry looked even better, so he decided to make the lotus pastry directly.
