"Actually, I don't know the feeling you mentioned.

Everyone uses the same ingredients to make the same dessert, but the taste is different.

Maybe it just feels different."

Su Tianxin didn't tell the truth.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell the truth, but the truth is really hard to explain and hard for people to believe.

"Feel?

Do you mean the intensity of kneading the dough, the fermentation time, the amount used, these feelings?"

Avitt asked after him.

"Maybe.

Maybe it’s the feeling of every step in making dim sum, or maybe it’s the feeling in the heart of the dim sum master.

Master, the snacks you made are very delicious.

But many people have personally observed your on-site production process.

But so far, no one has ever been able to imitate the desserts you make.

Maybe this is also a matter of perception."

Su Tianxin used Avitt himself as a metaphor, which may explain it better.

"Little girl, what you said seems to make sense.

But your eyes betray you.

This is not true.

Why don't you tell the truth?"

As expected of Master Avitt, he could tell with just one pair of eyes that Su Tianxin was not telling the truth.

In other words, the truth is concealed.

"My truth may be a little... hard to believe.

Even if you say it, it's less true than what you just said.

Can you understand what I mean?"

Su Tianxin didn't expect that she would be seen through like this.

It seems that I am still too inexperienced to hide things.

"It's up to me to decide whether you believe it or not, right?

You can safely tell everything you know.

I will use my heart to judge whether it is true."

Avitt's words gave Su Tianxin confidence.

Maybe she could tell him the truth in a slightly more acceptable way?

"If I said that I have my feelings in my heart, would you believe it?"

Su Tianxin tried to explain.

See how much the other person can accept.

"Emotion? Is it love?"

As expected of a Westerner, the first thing that comes to mind is love.

"No, maybe I should say it's my emotions."

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Su Tianxin changed the word.

"How to say?"

"Dim sum is like a medium, it carries my emotions, no, it should be emotions.

I put happiness in it, and people who eat the snacks may feel happy.

That’s what it means, do you understand?”

Su Tianxin tried to explain more intuitively, but fortunately Avitt understood it this time.

"Is this possible?"

"I don't know either.

I'm just trying to do this.

Pretty ideal, right?

I once heard that thousands of things in this world have their own spirituality.

I think even a small snack might be there.

If dim sum really has spirituality.

When making snacks, if I am happy, it can feel my happiness.

I integrate my happiness into the snacks, and those who eat the snacks will be able to feel my happiness, and they will also be happy too.

This feels a bit like...empathy?"

A very idealistic explanation.

But the strange thing is that Avitt actually thinks he can understand.

Maybe this really is the truth about that special taste?

After he ate a piece of Shaqima just now, he never thought about the taste other than the taste of the snack itself.

Now that he heard what Su Tianxin said, he seemed to have found the answer.

It's really not a taste, but a feeling.

A feeling as if the mood suddenly becomes lighter.

Could it be the happiness that the little girl in front of me said she put into the snacks?

"Then what other emotions did you put into the piece of Shachima I just ate?"
Chapter completed!