Since you don’t eat it often, you’ll feel fresh on your tongue.

But at the same time, you must also be extremely sensitive.

Even if it's just a little bit, if you don't get too excited, you can definitely taste it - of course, this is after years of training -

My 15-year-old self's sense of taste was actually duller than my more evolved self's—or maybe it was because I had just crawled out of cold water and caught a cold.

If I recall, I can still recall the day that changed my fate——

Even though she has not advanced and is slower than her future self, she still has talent.

If you add the flavor of flaxseed oil to brown sugar ginger water, is it really possible that you can’t taste it?

On the day of her rebirth, when she knocked over the cup, there was actually no smell in the air that would hurt her.

Later, when she recalled the past, she would attribute the taste of the oatmeal lemon tart that Wei Shengfan gave her to the taste of the brown sugar ginger water lingering in her mouth.

In fact, when I took my first bite, I had already discovered——

So, am I actually a person who is pretending to be asleep?

Someone who clearly discovered the truth at the beginning, but still deceived himself by pretending to be asleep?

In a world where you can't survive except by deceiving yourself, the only way to truly survive is to immerse yourself in the illusion that others want you to see.

When Chu Shangli finished eating the lethal amount of food, he gently placed the fork on the plate.

"Thank you for the treat."

Chu Shangli took a sip of coffee, waiting for the moment to come.

The Cheshire Cat turned around and petted the cat - even though the cat that kept wandering around was a vacuum cleaner, it could actually make the "purring" sound of a real cat.

"How does it taste?"

Chu Shangli was silent for a moment, then answered honestly, "Impeccable."

"Right? Impeccable, right? Even though it's made by a machine, the taste is always a replica of my most proud flavor—this way, I can focus more on making other dishes—and if it's made by a machine, I won't lose my objective evaluation by taking my own hard work into account—you know, right? If you put in a lot of effort, that effort will be counted. But ineffective effort is worthless. If I can't produce any results, I can't tell others that my efforts are enough, right? Machine simulation—no, it should be said that the replica tastes calm me down and allow me to complete more perfect improvements next time. It's precisely because it's made by a machine that I can react to the problems with the salt grains and the two-color biscuit base—it's like trying someone else's work."

Chu Shangli could fully understand this feeling.

In fact, the first cheesecake was already perfect - the fact that I could find problems with it was purely from the perspective of a diner -

If I were to look at it from the producer's perspective, the conclusions I would draw would definitely be different.

Self-pity and self-harm for one's own hard work are most likely to affect one's thinking.

"So, at first, I was very resistant to machines replacing my labor, but after discovering the many benefits, I gave up the struggle - why not free my hands and soul? Continuously repeating the same dish is like treating yourself like a machine - and it won't improve - so, gradually, I began to understand my parents who invented this machine..."

"Huh?" Chu Shangli asked in surprise, "Did your parents invent this machine?"

"What else?" The Cheshire Cat stroked the chin of the cat-shaped robot vacuum cleaner: "Could it be that... you think it's Miss Chu Moyin?"

“…”

Although Chu Shangli didn't say it out loud, she did think so for a moment just now...