Sighing, Lin Fu began to get busy making cakes from memory.
First, she would make more Tiramisu—that she had decided to make in excess.
She had bought plenty of raw materials, some she had never seen before, while others were common during the Earth era.
She didn't care anymore. Whatever she remembered, she attempted to make. Skills she was familiar with would be used to produce more, and the unfamiliar ones were just for her to try out. Failure wasn't something she feared.
In her past life, Lin Fu had dabbled in baking as a hobby, using it to pass the time when she was bored. Her body wasn't fit for intense physical activities, nor could she drink alcohol and hang out in bars or go dancing. So she had to pick up quiet hobbies to fill the time.
Like baking, painting, crafts, and the like.
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