Cheng Su made another bottle of strawberry jam, with the most devout and serious attitude, because it contained her gratitude and longing for her friends from a past life, and it was a tribute to their past friendship.
She experimented over and over again, not afraid of failure, high costs, or complexity. When she put her heart into making it, the result was often astonishing. As soon as Cheng Su was satisfied with a batch of jam, she jotted down the recipe and measurements and went to a bakery to buy bags of square bread.
After the lunch rush, when everyone was resting, she brought out the cooled strawberry jam and called everyone to sit down. She personally spread the jam on bread for them and handed it over.
"Try it."
Li Qiulan and the others felt somewhat embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Sister Su, we can do it ourselves."
"No problem, I can serve you this once." Cheng Su said with a smile, "Try the strawberry jam, how does it compare to the pineapple jam?"
