After amnesia, I had a prominent background and had a baby [Entertainment Circle]

At one o'clock in the morning, Gu Qingyu woke up on time again from starvation.

As soon as Gu Qingyu turned over, Mu Feng sat up on the opposite bed.

"Hungry again?"

Although it was a question, Mu Feng had already started to get out of bed, obviously going to make food for Gu Qingyu like the previous nights.

In the past few nights, Gu Qingyu would wake up from starvation at this point every time. Mu Feng was awakened at the beginning, and then formed a biological clock, and would automatically wake up at every point.

Gu Qingyu also got up, and was about to lift the quilt out of bed when he was held down by a hand that came in.

"Get up later, it's raining outside, the temperature is a bit low, I'll get you a coat."

Gu Qingyu listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

Although it was already May, the temperature on rainy days was still a bit low. Gu Qingyu lay obediently and did not move. He waited for Mu Feng to bring his coat over before he sat up and put on his clothes.

Then the two walked in the direction of the kitchen. With the experience of the previous nights, the two were no longer cautious and talked in a slightly lower voice.

Mu Feng: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Gu Qingyu shook his head: "Same as before, let's do something simple, and go to bed early after eating."

Today, they spent a lot of energy either at the vegetable base or at the farmer's market, especially Mu Feng, who left the easy work to Gu Qingyu, and he and Zuo An did the work that required physical strength.

"If only the chicken hadn't been handed over."

Mu Feng felt a little regretful.As soon as Mu Feng received the chicken, he had already made up his mind to save it for Gu Qingyu's supper at night. In order not to be discovered, he deliberately avoided Zuo An and secretly asked his assistant to take it back to the hut and hide it.

I didn't expect Zuo An's hearing to be so sensitive. He deliberately used the lowest volume, but he was still heard.

Gu Qingyu: "Actually, the chicken should be the property of the hut, and we shouldn't take it for ourselves."

Mu Feng: "The chicken was originally given to us by the owner of the vegetable, how can we keep it for ourselves?"

Gu Qingyu said with a smile: "Teacher Zuo has already promised his buddies that there will be fried chicken legs, and those two chicken legs will make up for the ones eaten by Xiaobai."

Mu Feng curled his lips: "I don't care about them."

Gu Qingyu was helpless: "But if we get another bad review, don't we have to work again?"

Because the other two slept relatively deeply, as long as there was a little movement, they would never wake up. If someone woke up, they could lie about going to the bathroom.

Therefore, neither Gu Qingyu nor Mu Feng deliberately lowered their voices, or even paid attention to their surroundings.However, when passing the living room.

Gu Qingyu accidentally knocked over the decorative lucky cat on the bar counter, and the lucky cat fell on the floor with a bang. Because of the material, the lucky cat didn't break, and even bounced on the floor twice. Next, but because of the silence at night, the movement seemed a bit loud.

The two stopped nervously.

After quietly listening to the movements in the other two rooms, it took a long time to relax the tense nerves.

Mu Feng: "It doesn't matter, Zuo An is sleeping to death, even if there is thunder, he won't be able to wake him up."

Gu Qingyu bent down to pick up the Lucky Cat, carefully put it back on the bar, and pushed it inside again, so as not to accidentally touch it again when he came out later.

"Fortunately, it's made of plastic. It would be a disaster if it were made of porcelain."

Not only does it make more noise when it falls, but it will definitely be broken.

Mu Feng held Gu Qingyu's hand to prevent him from bumping into anything accidentally.

"Even if it's porcelain, it doesn't matter, just say I didn't pay attention when I was walking, and I accidentally hit the ground and broke it."

The two entered the kitchen, Mu Feng opened the refrigerator, and lamented for a while at the old hen that had been cut up and its legs and wings removed.Then he turned his attention to other ingredients.

"How about making pimple soup tonight?"

Gu Qingyu found a stool and sat down, nodded: "Okay."

He is very assured of Mu Feng's craftsmanship, no matter what he makes, it is very suitable for his taste.

Mu Feng first put a few bowls of water into the pot, lit the gas stove and boiled it, and then took out the leftover half of a pumpkin from the refrigerator for dinner.

Gu Qingyu: "Chop less, it will be bad if it is discovered."

He suddenly remembered that when he passed the kitchen this morning, he saw Zuo An muttering something to the refrigerator, saying that he felt that the ingredients were a little short.At that time, Gu Qingyu felt guilty.Fortunately, a customer left a bad review immediately after, Zuo An's attention was diverted, and he didn't mention it again.

Mu Feng: "Don't worry, Zuo An is very careless and won't notice this."

Even though he said so, Mu Feng still paid attention when cutting it, and only cut it to a thickness of one centimeter, which was enough, anyway, it was just a side dish.

After the water boiled, Mu Feng put the sliced ​​pumpkins into the pot, put the lid on the center, and turned the heat to low.Then take out the pot and flour and start making gnocchi.

Mu Feng moved very quickly, and it took only half an hour to prepare the pimple soup.

The two of them didn't go to the restaurant either. Instead, they used the chopping board as a dining table and sat side by side, each with a bowl, as they did a few nights ago, sweating all over their bodies.

Mu Feng: "How does it taste?"

With a mouthful in his mouth, Gu Qingyu nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

The salty flavor is mixed with the sweetness of pumpkin, paired with thick noodle soup and slightly chewy lumps, it is delicious and filling.

The bowl in front of Mu Feng had already been drunk, he propped his cheek with his left hand, and looked at Gu Qingyu with a smile, wanting to bury his head in the bowl, even refusing to lift his head.

As a gourmet maker, the most satisfying thing is to be recognized for one's craftsmanship, especially the recognition from a lover.

Both of them were busy before, so they didn't have so much time together, let alone cooking.

But it will be different in the future. When his work in Chiyi is on the right track, he can hand over the matter to the people below.By then they will have plenty of time.

Mu Feng began to imagine that every day he would get up early to make breakfast for Xiaoshan, and the two of them would eat together, and then send Gu Qingyu to get off work in the hospital. busy, he sent the meal to the hospital...

I was falling into infinite reverie about a better life in the future, when there were two 'knock knocks' on the kitchen door.

Gu Qingyu immediately stopped drinking the noodle soup, and Mu Feng was also awakened from his reverie.

The two looked at each other without speaking.

The kitchen door sounded 'Knock Knock' again.

The two people inside the door still didn't speak, pretending that there was no one in the kitchen.

But the people outside spoke up.

Zuo An's tone was faint, but anger was suppressed in his voice.

"Mu Xiaofeng, don't hide inside and keep quiet. I know you're inside. If you have the ability to pretend you can't cook, why don't you have the ability to open the door? Open the door, Mu Xiaofeng!"

Zuo An crossed his arms and sat on the sofa, staring at the person across from him.

Gu Qingyu was a little nervous being stared at. With his hands behind his back, he quietly pulled on La Mufeng's clothes, signaling him to admit his mistake.

Mu Feng didn't care at all, the old god was looking back with an innocent look on his face.

Zuo An: "Isn't it easy to play a chef?"

This was the first day when entertaining guests, Zuo An asked Mu Feng if he had been on a show before and if he knew how to cook, Mu Feng answered at that time.

Mu Feng didn't change his face: "It's like this. In fact, I learned it from the recipe tonight."

Zuo An: "Oh..."

Mu Feng: "What I said is true."

Zuo An: "When do you think I woke up?"

Mu Feng: "..."

Gu Qingyu: "..."

Zuo An: "When you are discussing whether to do something simple like before."

Gu Qingyu: "..."

He thought it was when the Lucky Cat was knocked down, but he didn't expect it to be earlier than that time. Doesn't that mean that everything he and Mu Feng said in the living room has been heard?

Zuo An continued: "I'm just surprised, you didn't have the problem of frequent urination before, why do you have to get up every night these days. How dare you hide such a big thing from me for a long time!!"

Because the secret of being able to cook was exposed, Mu Feng could no longer hide it, so he had no choice but to take over the burden of the chef in the cottage.

Early in the morning, Bai Zhen came out of the room yawning.

When passing by the kitchen, his mouth remained open for a long time after seeing the people inside. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he read correctly.

"Mu, Young Master Mu?"

Mu Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then turned his head and kneaded the dough in the basin vigorously, his handsome face was so cold that ice shards could fall off, and he looked very unhappy.

Bai Zhen: "..."

What's going on here?Didn't Young Master Mu say he couldn't cook?Why is it in the kitchen?Shouldn't this be his brother Zuo An's job?

Thinking of Zuo An, Bai Zhen heard a faint voice behind him.

"Why are you still here?"

Bai Zhen turned his head tremblingly, and saw Zuo An standing behind the bar counter, he was using his fingers to move the abacus, making a crisp knocking sound.

"Forget that you've been fired?"

Bai Zhen swallowed: "I haven't had breakfast yet."

Zuo An used his strength, and the abacus beads snapped.

Five minutes later, Bai Zhen with a confused face stood in front of the banyan tree hut with his suitcase, behind the tightly closed wooden door.

It was just a mention of breakfast, why did the brother pack him up and throw him out?

Standing in the same place and thinking for a long time, Bai Zhen didn't figure it out.

There was a 'squeak' sound from behind.

Gu Qingyu stuck out his head.

"Xiaobai, this is for you."

Gu Qingyu kept his voice low, as if afraid of being heard by someone, he handed out a dark package and handed it to Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen looked at the bag in his hand that was wrapped in a black garbage bag, but it didn't weigh much, and wondered: "What is this?"

Gu Qingyu looked back at the wooden door with half-closed eyes: "I remember you didn't eat anything last night, this is for you to take with you on the way."

Bai Zhen untied the black garbage bag, and saw the small steamed buns in the shape of various animals, and two bottles of pickles, which are special products of S Province.

The little mantou is exactly what Bai Zhen saw Mu Feng making when he passed the kitchen before.

Immediately, Bai Zhen was moved and said, "Xiao Shan, it's still better for you to treat me."

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyu covered his mouth and blocked all the sobs: "Keep your voice down, don't let Teacher Zuo hear you!"

When Cao Cao arrived, the wooden door squeaked again, revealing Zuo An's late-night face.

"What are you doing? Throwing a piece of trash until now?"

Gu Qingyu quickly put on an indifferent expression, and said to Bai Zhen: "Help me throw it in the trash can at the entrance of the village, it's an apology for your stealing food last night."

Zuo An's gaze swept across the garbage bag in Bai Zhen's hand, and the person being looked at suddenly became nervous, worried that he would be seen absconding with steamed buns.

Fortunately, Zuo An just glanced at it and then looked away.

"Come back after throwing out the garbage, there is still a lot of work to do!"

Gu Qingyu hurriedly nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll go right away."

The wooden door slammed shut again, leaving only Bai Zhen standing at the door with a black garbage bag in his hand.