Three more updates, begging for pink hearts~~
"This is the method you were talking about?" Helen Blair looked at the snack-making instructions on the web page with tears in her eyes.
James Anderson glanced at her, "Making it by hand can better express your sincerity. After all, it's impossible to find authentic Bayspring snacks here. Your personal touch can make up for the lack of taste."
After listening to his words, Helen wished she could just bang her head on the computer.
"I've never even fried an egg in my life! I've eaten steamed buns, but never seen flour before. I haven't even been to a vegetable market..." Helen angrily pointed at the ingredients listed, yelling, "What are all these things? They don't know me, and I don't know them either! Just kill me now!"