After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 488 Cooking

Morax didn't know what kind of ups and downs and changes Yuan Zhuoyue's thoughts were experiencing, as he was currently in an unstable state.

But as long as she didn't dwell on topics that were too heavy and difficult to express for too long, Morax would be happy to see that happen.

So after hearing what Yuan Zhuoyue said just now, Morax did not hesitate and immediately continued with her words.

"Time is a bit tight, and I'm not sure if I can prepare all the ingredients. So before that, the menu for the banquet I prepared for you may need to be adjusted... But don't worry, these dishes will definitely suit your taste." Morax's eyebrows, which were full of warmth and peace, curved into an arc with a smile, as if he was a juggler performing magic tricks, guiding the audience to be further attracted by the show to be performed: "You can look forward to this unknown surprise."

Yuan Zhuoyue smiled and replied: "... Under normal circumstances, if the situation you described happened at a banquet in a restaurant, it would have been an accident at work. But in your words, it became an unknown surprise. You are really worthy of it. After being interpreted by you, it immediately changed the mood. You always have many reasons..."

Morax asked back: "Aren't you looking forward to this?"

"But I don't like the unknown." Yuan Zhuoyue answered directly, but after he finished speaking, his slightly sharp eyebrows softened again, and the sharp aggressiveness was suppressed: "But... now I don't hate this unknown expectation you give me."

And Yuan Zhuoyue, who didn't sound too unpleasant in person, soon found out what kinds of dishes Morax had prepared.

She was a little dazed. She took the kitchen knife and cut the vegetables she bought in the morning according to Morax's request. At the same time, she was puzzled and asked indignantly: "...Didn't you say you would cook for me today? Why do I have to cut the vegetables myself? Shouldn't I just wait and eat it?"

Morax did not stop working. While busy, he answered questions from Yuan Zhuoyue: "Although the cooking process of these dishes is not very complicated, it takes a long time. I am afraid I can't handle it alone. If you want to eat at noon, I still need your help."

Yuan Zhuoyue immediately complained: "You are so rude, you insist on asking a guest like me to do it myself. Can't you just cook a few less dishes? I'm sure you can handle it that way."

Morax still spoke in a gentle voice, as if he was extremely tolerant, and replied: "...Before this, I have selected many dishes that are extremely complicated to cook. If it weren't for a few days of preparation, you probably wouldn't be able to taste the delicacies I cooked as you wish."

Yuan Zhuoyue cut the plump white radish into different sized pieces without any method, and then replied leisurely: "...Thank you very much for your thoughtfulness, otherwise I really don't know when I can satisfy my appetite."

Although Yuan Zhuoyue was helping here and helping to cut vegetables, the more delicate work such as shredding and dicing was not the job for her, a layman who knew nothing about it.

The work that Morax now gave her, in addition to randomly cutting radishes into pieces, was to chop some designated ingredients into paste, or ingredients that did not need to be made into a specified shape, and then put them aside for later use.

All that’s left is for Morax, the chef, to bring these roughly processed ingredients together and give them a new life.