Chen Ze cracked his neck, a way of preparing himself for this unique dish because he needed to process it quickly. If he was too slow, Chen Ze really wasn't sure he could do a good job. What if the taste deteriorated? What if it affected the final quality of the "Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate?" Wouldn't that be a loss for Chen Ze?
"Manager, what are you doing?" Betty leaned on the kitchen window, curiously watching Chen Ze.
"Cooking, what else could I be doing?" Chen Ze rolled his eyes. Besides cooking, what else would he be doing in the kitchen? Kitchens are meant for cooking, right?
Of course, if it were in the world of the young girl Sylvie, the kitchen could indeed be used for other things. But the problem is this is the real world, not Sylvie's world.
But maybe later I could try with Lady Lafra?
