"By the way, Manager, have you ever tried sakura-flavored chips?" Betty worked hard at wiping the tables, although they were especially clean, but the wiping still had to be done.

"Sakura-flavored chips? I haven’t tried them, what about them?" Chen Ze was a bit puzzled, sakura-flavored chips, he had never seen them before, and they weren’t for sale in the supermarkets either.

"Hehe, I saw them on Tieba, and they seem to be really tasty," Betty wiped the corner of her mouth, that pink packaging, at first glance, gave her a certain feeling... How does that phrase go?

Overflowing with a girlish heart, yes, that’s it.

Betty felt that she was also a girl, even though she was in her thirties, but still a girl, by succubus standards, a lifetime girl!

"Actually, the sakura itself doesn’t really have much of a taste, those sakura-flavored chips, or sakura cakes, and even sakura sake, are more about their visual appeal than actual taste." Chen Ze curled his lip, then took a pot of tea and walked out, slowly sipping from it.

Sakura flavor, in reality, is more of a visual experience rather than a taste, as sakura themselves have no flavor, so most people’s experience of sakura flavor is actually just the flavor that vendors think is sakura.

And often, the resulting sakura-flavored food... really leaves one at a loss for words.

"I remember when I was still studying, I tried a sakura cake once, and the taste was indescribably bad." Chen Ze stretched comfortably, today’s customers were a bit sparse, two hours had passed and still nobody had come in.

"Eh? Is it so?" Betty looked a bit disappointed, after all, those sakura-flavored chips did look quite tempting.

Chen Ze smacked his lips, how should he put it, internet-famous food is mostly like this, like the instant noodle snack bar that was quite popular a few years ago, how many people went to check-in, wasn’t it just for the refinement and so-called ceremony of an instant noodle bar.

Chen Ze’s own cousin even invested in opening one, but it didn’t last half a year before it closed down, leaving a huge debt behind.

The instant noodles were sold off at a loss, and it’s said that to this day his cousin is still paying off debts, not doing too well.

And things like "dirty bread", they felt amazing the first time you ate them, but afterwards, you realized they were just so-so.

And some internet-famous snacks are even more disgusting, not only are they not tasty and overpriced, the advertisements even deliberately play up decay, nauseating, and false advertising is not uncommon.

This phenomenon is particularly severe on certain platforms, Chen Ze had once paid an "intelligence tax", buying what was touted as little lobster, only to find it hugely disappointing.

Since then, Chen Ze had no good feelings toward internet-famous food or shops, most of the time he’d rather eat from the tofu rice noodle bowl from the stall outside his home.

"Ah, that’s it!" Chen Ze slapped his forehead, he felt that he could try creating something like sakura sake, where the visual appeal is greater than the taste.

Nothing else needed to be said, just the meat of the Moonlight Bear would achieve this effect, glowing at night like stars, such a dish would surely be a hit.

Chen Ze was a bit conflicted, not because he didn’t know how to make it, but he was pondering how to replicate the dazzling feeling of the stars.

"As for the base of the cake... let’s use a water drop cake," Chen Ze nodded to himself, water drop cake was also a fairly famous dessert, transparent like a drop of water, very pretty and fitting the internet-famous food style.

"But how can I make these stars?" Chen Ze was somewhat troubled, it would be easy if he were in a world of cultivation or magic, using the actual stars in the sky.

But this is after all the real world; Chen Ze didn’t have the ability to make star-drop cakes out of stars.

"Eh? I think I remember something..." Chen Ze slapped his forehead; he suddenly remembered something very important.

He himself still seemed to have cartoon effects, which meant that maybe he could rely on that effect...

But whether he could actually do it, Chen Ze was a bit uncertain; after all, even though he often saw it in anime, that was still anime, not reality. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Forget it, let’s give it a try." Chen Ze was a bit conflicted but picked up the frying pan anyway.

"Tsk, I never thought I’d see the day when I’d do something like this." Chen Ze’s mouth twitched as he smacked his own head with the frying pan. Anyone who didn’t know better would probably think he was an idiot, right?

Chen Ze tapped his own head with the frying pan, not too hard but not too soft either, and although it hurt, he still got what he wanted.

Six little stars, each as big as an adult man’s thumb, yellow, and very three-dimensional—Chen Ze felt very satisfied with them.

"But are they edible?" Chen Ze was still a bit hesitant but picked up one of the smaller ones and took a tentative bite.

To his surprise, it was unexpectedly delicious. The texture of the star was quite soft, a bit like marshmallow, and it had a sweet and tangy taste. Overall, Chen Ze thought it wasn’t bad.

"Got the stars, but there are too few. I should hit myself a few more times." Chen Ze felt somewhat helpless but picked up the frying pan again. He had to take advantage of the cartoon effects before they disappeared; otherwise, he’d have to start all over again.

"Manager, what is this..." Betty walked in with a magazine and then saw Chen Ze hitting his own head with the frying pan over and over.

"Duang~duang~" Clear and rhythmic sounds followed as yellow little stars kept falling from Chen Ze’s forehead, landing on the cabinet.

"Hiss... what’s wrong?" Chen Ze touched his head; it really freaking hurt.

"Uh... nothing, nothing, hehe, Manager, you... continue. I didn’t see anything." Betty went back out, even thoughtfully closing the door for Chen Ze, although Chen Ze’s kitchen was open plan, so it could still be seen through the window.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; he had just seen a hint of... sympathy in Betty’s eyes? What a magical experience. Was he really being pitied by Betty?

But Chen Ze didn’t care too much and instead packed up the stars—a whole box of them. Chen Ze felt that if he used five stars per dish, he could probably make around twenty-odd servings.

"This isn’t an ingredient; this is my pain..." Chen Ze sighed; he suddenly felt like being melodramatic.

"Hehehehe..." Chen Ze covered his face with his hands, his laughter growing louder.

Betty shivered outside, her concern evident as she looked at the kitchen. "Manager is okay, right..."

"From this moment on, let the world feel pain! How many floors can a bag of rice carry!" An even more melodramatic voice followed, and Betty nearly pressed the crystal.

She had a feeling that the manager was about to break down. If the manager broke, she would be killed by Lady Lafra, right? Definitely!