Gu Xia was also surprised, "So, do you think I'm an idiot? Isn't cooking the most basic survival skill? I'm not some rich man's pampered daughter raised by billionaires."
"Alright, I thought... you're so playful, with a boyish personality, maybe you don't like cooking at all. After all... someone who handles a gun might not be interested in the kitchen," Jabai said.
Gu Xia burst out laughing, "Your theory sounds good at first, but on closer thought, it doesn't hold water. Who says a person who handles a gun can't like cooking? I have a wide range of interests."
"Okay, my bad. What ingredients do you need? I'll go get them."
"I'll go with you. When I see the ingredients, I'll think of what to make."
"Sure."
Jabai grew more and more fond of Gu Xia, feeling light-hearted when with her.
The two of them walked to the place where vegetables were stored. There was an overwhelming amount of vegetables.
After all, there are many people to feed here.
