After time travel, I became the general's exclusive cook

Chu Qiu touched the wall beside him and walked down. Anan lit the torch and walked in the front. The dark and humid environment nourished countless small animals that love shade. Chu Qiu felt hairy all over.

"Anan, where is this place?"

In the General's Mansion for so long, Chu Qiu never knew that there was such a scary place in the General's Mansion.

Half of Anan's face is reflected by the warm firelight, and half of his face is sunk into the darkness. He turns his head and smiles at Qiao Zhi's curved lips, which makes people feel scared for no reason. Chu Qiu taught me how to look at Anan like this. A little strange.

"The general is down there."

Anan turned sideways to make way.

Chu Qiu went all the way down the path, and the prisoners in the cells passing by along the way stared at him with inorganic eyes. Chu Qiu concentrated and quickened his pace.

The line of sight gradually widened, and the light of the fire turned from dark to bright. The scene in front of him made Chu Qiu feel physically sick, and he retched while holding on to the wet wall.

"vomit~"

The person tied up on the wooden frame was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and there was not a single piece of skin that was exposed. The pair of dull eyes under the messy hair stared straight at him and covered his mouth. Chu Qiu vomited, the corners of his mouth moved, bright red blood oozes from his chapped lips, staining his yellowed teeth.

"Ugh... um..."

Mu Guichen leaned on the back of the chair, his eyebrows stretched, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and his expression was indifferent, just watching Chu Qiu vomit in such a mess, his fingertips on the armrest turned slightly white.

Chu Qiu spit out tears, and under the malicious gaze of that person, he took another trembling step in Mu Guichen's direction.

It's a pity that Mu Guichen was still indifferent, he just looked at Chu Qiu with that complicated look, and didn't speak.

Chu Qiu, whose legs were trembling, pursed his lips. He grew up in a peaceful age and was influenced by the core values ​​of socialism. Even if he saw the scene of blood on the green hills, he was still not used to the bloody scene.

However, Chu Qiu took a deep breath, tried hard to control his legs not to shake, and walked firmly towards the thin lips, step by step, trying to restrain his fear, and walked to the man.

"General, I'm afraid."

Chu Qiu stretched out his hands towards the person he relied on, hoping to be comforted.

There was a moment of silence in the death row.

With a sigh, Mu Guichen lowered his eyes, grabbed the limp hand in front of him, and pulled hard, the half-grown boy fell into his arms.

Chu Qiu nestled in the man's generous arms, her heart was at ease, and she put back her tears, but she just grabbed the man's lapel with her hands and did not let go.

Mu Guichen put his hands on the boy's flexible waist, and patted him intermittently. Sure enough, seeing the child crying, he still couldn't bear to refuse.

In fact, what the woman said was right, he really caused himself a lot of trouble.

"Fear?"

Mu Guichen's face was expressionless, and he turned his empty hand over the little head buried on his shoulder, and turned to the bloody prisoner.

"I……"

Turning Chu Qiu's little head back, Mu Guichen gently caressed the young man's delicate face, and said cold words in a soft voice: "See? This is what happens when you become an enemy of me, are you afraid?"

While Mu Guichen was speaking, his movements were so gentle, but Chu Qiu shivered, the other party's dark eyes were bottomless, these words were not only for the other party, but also for himself.

"Don't be afraid," Chu Qiu looked at the pair that could attract people to the eyes, and pressed his forehead to each other's eyes, saying every word, "I'm not afraid, I will never become the general's enemy."

The sound of the young man's warm breathing came to his face, Mu Guichen seemed to smell a faint, green bamboo-like smell, and his big palm with well-defined knuckles moved up the spine, pinching the back of the young man's head.

"Hehehe, remember your words." Mu Guichen laughed loudly. The young man's sincere eyes and unintentionally dependent body movements greatly pleased him. No matter what the future holds, at least at this moment, he is seriously thinking about it. Take this child under your wing.

Maybe this scene hurt the gangster's eyes, and the gangster who never opened his mouth after being captured sneered coldly: "Hehe, Mu Guichen, do you really think that anyone can accept your true appearance, hahahaha , stop dreaming, when this person sees your true appearance, will he still recognize you so firmly? Hahahaha."

"call out!"

There was a sharp sound of the whip, and there was another fresh mark on the gangster's scarred body. The pain made the gangster's breathing quicken. Those eyes stared fiercely at Mu Guichen, who was warm and soft in his arms, and a forceful blow was made in his mouth. , the high head drooped.

The jailer stepped forward to investigate: "General, he committed suicide."

The lifeless gangster was quickly dragged out, leaving dark red bloodstains along the road, and several people came to clean up the bloodstains on the floor.

Naturally, Mu Guichen wouldn't care about the death of such a person, so he got up and turned the boy in his arms upside down, letting someone sit on his arm, hugging him to death like a child.

Anan, who was waiting outside the prison, grabbed a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, leaning against the tree trunk. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a few people coming out, and rushed over.

"General"

Mu Guichen looked at it coldly, Anan slammed on the brakes, pretended he didn't see anything, and disappeared into the corner shaking his head.

As a secret guard, Anan is obviously unqualified. A qualified secret guard will only obey the orders of his master and not make his own decisions. Mu Guichen is also surprised by Anan's temperament. Obviously those four grew up together. The education received is the same, why is Anan unique.

Chu Qiu buried his head firmly on the side of Mu Guichen's neck, his cheeks were hot, and he thought frantically: Ahhh! !What a shame! !Such a baby-holding pose!

The excessively high temperature spread to the other party through the skin, Mu Guichen snorted, and messed with the young man's soft hair with his big hands, which made the young man moan and chirp like a small animal.

After noon, the temperature began to rise. Chu Qiu, who was wearing three layers of clothing and a cloak, was panting hotly, and finally couldn't help but took off the cloak and threw it on the couch.

"hot?"

Mu Guichen put down the official documents, and handed the teacup on the table to the young man who was sticking out his tongue to cool off. Chu Qiu took the teacup and drank up the whole cup of tea.

"Hiccup~"

The loud belching sound echoed in the study, Chu Qiu covered his mouth and hiccupped quietly again.

Mu Guichen couldn't help laughing, and knocked on Chu Qiu's head with the official document, in exchange for a young boy's reproachful look.

Crisp chirping sounds fluctuated through the window, mixed with the strange screams of the black-haired mynah. On the roof, a young man in a black suit was lazily lying on the tiles, looking at the blue sky with a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

第17章青团啊青团，糯叽叽的青团更新：2021-03-2207:30:019条吐槽

"Aunt Yu, Aunt Yu!"

Early in the morning, the kitchen of the general's mansion ushered in a lively young Chu Qiu, and a round woman over fifty years old wore a high bun, wiped her chubby hands on her apron a few times, and responded with a smile.

"Aunt Yu, have you seen the wormwood I picked before? It's the one in the small bamboo basket." Chu Qiu gestured with his hands as he spoke, for fear that others might not understand.

This anxious little expression made everyone in the kitchen laugh.

When this young master first came to the mansion, he was afraid of being born, and he grew up a thin and small one. He only stuck to the general's side every day, and he couldn't tear it apart. The kid who came here took a liking to him. This kid is cute and lovely. He also likes to cook, and he knows everyone in the kitchen well.

"Don't worry, young master, I'll save it for you." Aunt Yu took out a white flour steamed bun from the big steamer covered in steam and stuffed it into Chu Qiu's hand, coaxing, "This is a freshly made meat bun, young master, eat it first." Here, Aunt Yu will get it for you."

The steamed buns just came out of the oven. Chu Qiu’s little paws were so hot that he held up the buns in his hands and shook them. Aunt Yu is a master at making buns. The white and fat buns are as big as an adult’s fist, and the skin is soft. , the inside is soaked with soup, and the meat juice overflows along the gap after one bite, and the fragrance is scattered.

Chu Qiu was holding a bun that was bigger than his hand and nestled on the small bench, and from time to time he raised his head to take a peek at the crowd in the kitchen to see if no one was looking at him, and then lowered his head and gnawed a couple of bites.

This little boy is so funny, he is working on the surface, but in fact, the people who peek at the little boy let out silent howls, so cute, his cheeks are bulging like hamsters.

When my aunt came back with the small bamboo basket, she saw Chu Qiu licking her fingers after eating the buns.

"Alas, young master, let's not lick our fingers. If you want to eat, tell Aunt Yu, and Aunt Yu will get it for you." Aunt Yu put down the basket, took a clean handkerchief from the table, dipped it in water and gave it to Chu Qiu He wiped his oily fingers clean, and then took out another bun and stuffed it to the child with bright eyes.

"Aunt Yu, you are biased, and you won't even eat one more if we want to." The little girl in a coarse floral skirt said with a smile.

Chu Qiu's face turned red when she was teased, she felt embarrassed, and held on to the bun. Aunt Yu looked at it and pretended to slap the little girl: "Eat, eat, eat, look how fat you are, our little girl The young master is still growing, eat more."

Chu Qiu is very coaxing, just feel it along the fur, picked up her small basket, lifted the wet cloth on it, and saw that the wormwood was still tender and very fresh.

"Aunt Yu, I'm leaving first."

Aunt Yu held Chu Qiu back and stuffed several steamed buns into the small basket, fearing that Chu Qiu would not have enough to eat, she let the boy go, and the kitchen returned to its usual order.

April is here, and the Qingming Festival is not far away. Although I don’t know if the calendar in this world is the same as in the previous life, there are already youth groups selling outside, and it’s about the same.

The small kitchen that had been idle for a long time came in handy again, and Lvmei was also brought in to help.

Choose the most tender mugwort leaves, wash them, add water to cook the juice, and then remove them. Put the mugwort leaves and mugwort juice in separate pots for later use. Mix the glutinous rice flour and sticky rice flour evenly. The amount of glutinous rice flour should be more than that of sticky rice flour, so that the mugwort dumplings can be eaten It is softer when it rises.

Dig a small hole in the mixed powder, add chopped wormwood and some wormwood juice to make a dough, and put it in a warm steamer to proof.

During this period, you can prepare the fillings for the moxa dumplings and green balls. Chu Qiu didn't plan to do it alone. Activities like this kind of festival celebration require everyone to participate together.

Chu Qiu prepared four kinds of fillings, including sesame candy filling, bean paste filling, salted egg yolk meat floss filling and salty mustard filling.

In Chu Qiu’s hometown, the traditional way is only sesame candy and salty mustard fillings. The other fillings are later, but the taste is very good.

So after dinner that night, Chu Qiu stuck to Mu Guichen's side and refused to let him do business.

"General, general, let's make green dumplings together."

Mu Guichen held the official document he was looking through in one hand, and his chin in the other, quietly watching the boy's performance, looking at the corners of the boy's drooping eyes, with a pitiful tone, secretly peeking at himself with expectant eyes, it was especially fun.

Chu Qiu pinched Mu Guichen's wide sleeves, swayed them from side to side, and vowed not to give up until he reached his goal. This slimy little appearance is really confusing, and A Dong, who was rarely transferred to Mu Guichen's side, stared at the heavy sword in his arms , without changing his expression.

"Hey, isn't Anan here?"

"He was sent out by me, what can I do with him?"

Ah Dong's expression remained unchanged, but his ears were pricked up. Chu Qiu touched his head, sat down cross-legged, and shook his head frantically. He just asked a routine question. Usually, wherever there is Mu Guichen, there will be Anan. .

"Oh, that's not the point," Chu Qiu puffed up his cheeks and almost got caught in it, "General, let's go together."

Although Qingming has not really arrived yet, it is not impossible to pass it in advance. It is rare that the general is in the mansion, so of course we must seize the opportunity, Chu Qiu gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

"Okay, okay," Mu Guichen put down the official document in his hand, followed the boy's strength to stand up, and walked towards the small kitchen.

Various materials have been placed on the big round table, just waiting for the owner to make it.

Chu Qiu pulled Mu Guichen to sit on the stool beside the round table, took out a green dough from the big basin covered with a hot towel, rolled it into a round sheet with a rolling pin, and put pickle stuffing in the dough material, pinch the edges tightly, and then pinch out beautiful folds, and a puffy AI dumpling is complete.

"General, try it."

A piece of dough was stuffed in Mu Guichen's hand, it was warm and soft to the touch, and a hole was sunken with a little force, Mu Guichen looked at the white and tender boy with flour on his face funny, and picked up the rolling pin , Roll it hard, and the round dough is stretched all of a sudden.

"Hahaha, General, you have rolled into long strips." Chu Qiu picked up the dough on the table and laughed loudly.

Mu Guichen glanced at the disfigured dough, and took the initiative to reach out and grab a small ball from the big dough to try again, and then a long piece of dough that was the same as before appeared on the table except for its size.

At this time, even the expressionless A Dong couldn't help snorting, and his facial expression distorted after being glared at by his general.

But Chu Qiu didn't have so many scruples, and almost collapsed on the ground laughing, and it was Chu Qiu who made the last move, and Mu Guichen, master and servant, waited aside to watch.

In the end, I made two full steamer-shaped moxa dumplings. The dumplings are filled with pickled vegetables, mustard greens cut into small pieces and spring bamboo shoots cut into small pieces. Stir-fry the pork and season them together. Wrap them in the dough and steam them in a pan. It has the umami taste of spring bamboo shoots, the smell of pork, mixed with the unique taste of pickles, very delicious.

The sweet ones are made into qingtuan, and there are also two cages. The dough of moxa dumplings is mixed with wormwood leaves, while the qingtuan only uses the juice of wormwood, so the color of the dumplings is pure green without leaf particles. .

"General, try it."

Chu Qiu held the steaming dumplings just out of the oven and held them up in front of Mu Guichen, looking forward to them.

Looking at the smiling face of a young cat, Mu Guichen took a bite of Chu Qiu's hand, chewed it carefully and found that the taste was quite good, and praised it without hesitation.

Chu Qiu, who was praised, was extremely happy, and held up the green ball with the remaining three fillings in front of Mu Guichen. What could be more gratifying than being affirmed by someone who loves what he made.

So, on this day, from the general's mansion to the general's and the servants, everyone got a youth ball made by young Chuqiu himself. When Anan came back from his work, it was already midnight. After what happened on the [-]st, his face instantly turned down. He also wanted the green ball made by Chu Qiu himself, woo woo woo.

第18章哥哥带你去个好地方更新：2021-03-2307:30:011条吐槽

Something was found in the bandit den in Qingshan, Mu Guichen took Anan out early in the morning, Chu Qiu stayed alone in the yard, shoveling soil bored.

"Oh, when will the general come back?" Chu Qiu poked at the cricket he had caught from the haystack, and sighed deeply as he watched the withered grass-colored cricket jump around in the cage but couldn't get out of the cage.

For the first hour when the general was away, I missed him.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Lumei put the small lunch box on the table and smiled while covering her lips.

Chu Qiu turned over on the bed, covered the small box containing the crickets, and frowned sadly: "This is a man's mind, sister Lumei, you don't understand."

Seeing this child with baby fat talking in an old-fashioned tone and looking at herself with those bright eyes that you don't understand, Lumei couldn't help feeling funny.

Isn't it just that I didn't wake you up before the general went out this morning, and you acted like the sky was falling, you really are a child.

"I know, I know, little ancestor come and eat quickly." Lu Mei coaxed Chu Qiu to get dressed, sat down at the dining table, brought out the breakfast in the lunch box and placed it in front of Chu Qiu.

Today the kitchen cooks millet porridge, shrimp siu mai and brown sugar cake. The yellow millet is boiled thick, and it tastes sweet with sugar. The crystal clear shrimp nests on the top of the siu mai. The siu mai here is salty, sweet and delicious. The best thing is the brown sugar hair cake. The sauce red hair cake is extremely soft, dotted with plump and sweet red dates, and has a strong sense of satiety.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a big appetite. Chu Qiu touched his bulging stomach and looked at the remaining food on the table with regret. Give him another stomach, and he can finish the whole table.

After eating and having nothing else to do, Chu Qiu directed Lumei to move the rocking chair in the house to the yard, and lay down on it drowsy. Since changing to the current body, it seems that her mental age has become quite immature. I don't want to do anything after dinner, I just want to sit still.

"My lord, are you really so bored? How about slaves go and bring Dabai to accompany you?" Lumei also took a round stool and sat beside Chu Qiu, with her needlework on her lap.

No, no, Chu Qiu shook his head frantically. That stinky bird would only quarrel with him. Chu Qiu pouted while touching his arm that had been pecked sorely a few days ago. Stewed, hum!

"Hey, Mr. Li, the general is not in the mansion, you can't go in, Mr. Li..."

There was a noise from the front room, Chu Qiu raised his head, blinking his eyes, looking very interested, Lumei put down her needle and thread, went out of the courtyard to inquire, and planned to come back and talk to her little master to relieve boredom, who would have imagined, He was knocked down as soon as he went out.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lvmei was pulled up dazedly, and she glared at this hot-tempered person angrily, seeing that he looks like a human being, why is she so out of tune.

What's even more out of tune is yet to come. Before Lumei could react, her son, who was lazily lying on the rocking chair, was carried away by this stinky man.

It was really carried away, and Lumei only had time to see the young master shaking on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, girl, I will bring the little guy back!"

"Oh, stop! Put my son down!"

Frowning, Chu Qiu was carried all the way and ran all the way, until he could no longer see the pursuers. When his feet touched the ground, Chu Qiu vomited uncomfortably while clutching his churning stomach.

"Wow! Why did you vomit!" The visitor took three steps back in disgust, with an exaggerated expression on his face.

After Chu Qiu vomited, she escaped with a brocade handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips. The corners of her eyes were red and she stared at the villain who snatched him from the house, and then discovered that the villain was actually an acquaintance.

"Li Zeming!"

Chu Qiu stomped his feet angrily, his cheeks were swollen like a goldfish, he was carried all the way, his clothes were all wrinkled, and Li Zeming, who was looking up at the sky with his white and tender fingers, was shaking non-stop.

If this guy is looking for a general, he will look for the general, why bring himself out!

Seeing that the little guy was in a hurry and his eyes started to turn red, Li Zeming hurried over and took the child's hand to beg for mercy: "Qiuqiu, it's my brother's fault, don't cry."

Chu Qiu sniffed, staring at Li Zeming with big watery eyes without saying a word.

Don't cry, don't cry, if that guy Mu Guichen knows that I made his raised child cry, he won't kill me, Li Zeming prayed secretly, and then said carefully: "How about this, brother will take you to a It’s a fun and beautiful place, isn’t it?”

Chu Qiu looked suspiciously at this flattering guy, how could he know something good.

Hey, this little thing still dares to look down on him. Li Zeming rolled up his sleeves, and he was bound to change his image in Chu Qiu's heart, so he pulled Chu Qiu and ran up to pick him up.

Chu Qiu followed Li Zeming's steps out of breath, struggling with her little hands, but she couldn't break free from Li Zeming's hand.

"It's here, it's here."

Pink and rose-red streamers hang down from the second floor, fluctuating with the breeze, big bright red lanterns hang at the gate, and girls in gorgeous dresses stand at the gate, winking at the passers-by.

Chu Qiu stared blankly at the plaque above the gate, feeling a bad premonition deepening in his heart, he backed away trembling with his legs and feet, but was pulled by his sleeves.

Chu Qiu really wanted to cry.

"You... This is where you want to bring me?" Chu Qiu asked without giving up.

Li Zeming took it for granted, this is the most lively place in Surabaya City, and there are so many beautiful girls here, there must be one that suits him, hehehe.

Their barracks are full of elders, and those who have wives can count on both hands. After holding back for a long time, they don’t want to vent. Li Zeming sighed, since he was thrown into Mu Guichen’s command by his father, how long has it been since he came here? Here it is.

"Oh, you kid will know the benefits once you have been there."

Li Zeming grabbed Chu Qiu's shrinking sleeve, and under the weak resistance of the young man and the joyful reception of the girl at the door, he was dragged into this cave of ecstasy.

General, help!

Chu Qiu was pulled with one hand, and with the other hand he reached for the gate, expecting Mu Guichen to rescue him, but unfortunately, he didn't see any familiar figure until the gate disappeared before his eyes.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, and being dragged into a separate box, Chu Qiu had no choice but to hug her body tightly and hide in the corner of the room, staring blankly at Li Zeming drinking and flirting with beauties.

The feeling of grievance in his heart came up slowly, he was basking in the sun in the yard, how could he suffer this crime, if the general knew that he was shopping in brothels, the general would definitely hate him.

The more I thought about it, the more sad it became. Doudian's big teardrops dripped on the clothes, and the little nose sucked and sucked. It was extremely sad.

In the general's mansion, the corners of Lumei's anxious lips were almost bubbling. She waited for a long time at the gate before seeing Anan's figure, and hurriedly told Anan about Chu Qiu being taken away.

After Anan heard this, he didn't do what the general ordered. He got on the horse and returned the same way to report.