"In fact, it's not. It's all the same, but it's not too much. It's also very important to have a good mood at the time of production."

"The mood of making?" Su xiatong is a little confused. What's the relationship between making snacks and feeling?

"It's a magic thing, which I didn't believe in before, but I found that when I was in a good mood, the snacks tasted better."

"It's like painting. When you're in a good mood, the picture is lighter. When you're not in a good mood, the picture looks gloomy."

"Yes, that's the truth."

"So how are you feeling now?"

"Guess what." Yu Feng said with a smile.

"You should be in a good mood now, because you are doing what you like."

Su Xia Tong thought for a while, as if thinking.

"You're right. I'm in a good mood now."

Speaking in neutral, he has poured the egg paste into the mold.

"What shape is this? Why haven't you seen it before? " Su xiatong curiously looks at the mold in front of him. It looks like a little rabbit, but it looks like a little unicorn.

"This is designed by a friend of mine. His girlfriend likes rabbits, and he prefers unicorns, so he designed two models. One for his girlfriend and the other for me. "

"It's really rabbits and unicorns. I thought I was wrong."

"It's a strange shape, but I've been using it for years."

"Well, is your friend making cakes now?"

"No, he died two years ago."

"... I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this."

"It doesn't matter. I've forgotten so long ago. But sometimes when I see this mold, I still think of the time we spent together. "

"Time can dilute everything, but it can't take away those unforgettable memories. You must have a good relationship with your friends. "

"Yes, we promised to realize our dreams together at that time. Get up before dawn every day to study the raw materials and try all kinds of new snacks. That time is the most beautiful and unforgettable for me. "

"Although I haven't experienced those things, I can feel from your description that you cherish that friendship and yearn to realize your ideal."

"Really? I didn't seem to say anything

"It's a feeling, I can feel it."

"I shouldn't have told you these things. It's a little sad."

"No, no, you should be happy. I believe your dream will come true soon

"... I hope so." Yu Feng seemed to think of something again and his face changed.

"What's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. I'm thinking about what I'll have for dinner."

"I'm good at everything. I'm not picky."

"Can you cook?"

"Yes, but... Not." Su Xia Tong is a little embarrassed to smile.

"No? How could it be? " Yu Feng was amused by her words and looked at her curiously.

"All I do is dark food, which is neither good-looking nor delicious. And they can eat people in hospitals. "

"Ha ha, that's really interesting."

"How can it be fun? It's obviously very distressing. I want to cook a delicious meal, too. "

"I can't force it. It's a good thing that I can't cook."