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

Putting the man whose hair was wrapped up so that he could not see even a strand of it was placed on the chair smoothly, and then Mu Guichen untied the cloak on Chu Qiu's body.

The little guy with closed eyes sneakily opened one eye, and after seeing that there was no one around, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Why are there so many people? It scared me to death."

As he spoke, he put the lunch box in his arms on the table, and Chu Qiu stuck it to the people around him.

Mu Guichen patted Chu Qiu's little head to show comfort, why was he so angry and angry? He disappeared without a trace when he saw this cute little thing.

Children are still young and haven't grown up yet, so it's normal to be afraid of strangers.

Mu Guichen subconsciously ignored the embarrassing thing about being thrown into military training by his own father who was as strong as a tiger when he was young.

Calming down, Chu Qiu opened the lunch box he brought as if offering a treasure.

"This is braised pork rice, made for the general."

Chu Qiu raised his head proudly, with a very funny expression on his face. After a while, without getting the imaginary pat on the head, Chu Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Guichen who was sitting beside him.

Wanting to praise but embarrassed to speak, Chu Qiu walked around Mu Guichen like an ant caught in a pot.

"Hahaha, I heard that your little Jiaojiao is here, why don't you show us."

A carefree voice came from outside the door, the big tent was raised, and the sun shone in through the gap.

Chu Qiu was already hiding behind Mu Guichen when the person came, poking his head out to look at the person.

The big-hearted young man didn't notice the young man who was poking his head. All his attention was attracted by the steaming bowl of sauced red braised pork rice on the table.

"Hiss~ It smells so good, Mu Guichen, you are not kind, eat alone!"

The youth dissatisfied cast his eyes on Mu Guichen, who was as immobile as a mountain, and looked at the cape that was wider than before, with a little doubt in his eyes: Is this guy fat?

But he didn't delve too deeply into it, and quickly reached for the rice bowl on the table.

"Snapped!"

The wooden chopsticks hit the outstretched hand hard, making a loud slap.

"It hurts! Mu Guichen, what are you doing!"

Mu Guichen retracted his chopsticks slowly, his eyes sharp.

Behind him, a small snow-white paw snatched the rice bowl back into his arms with a swish, and stared fiercely at the young man who took it for himself with wide eyes.

"This is the general's! Not for you!"

With this movement, his figure was completely exposed. Mu Guichen looked helplessly at the angry Chu Qiu, put his hand on his forehead, and stroked Chu Qiu along his hair.

"This is the child you picked up? How small! Mu Guichen, you old cow eats young grass, you are more shameless than me~"

As if he had caught something, the young man jumped up and down happily.

Mu Guichen just looked at the young man and didn't speak, but the young man who was jumping happily just now stopped like a dog caught by the neck.

"Hey, don't look at me like that..." The young man felt guilty, he kept the truth from being told, hmph, prudish.

However, that bowl of rice is really delicious, he has never smelled such delicious rice since he grew up.

"Let's discuss it, can I have a bite of that bowl of rice?" The young man stretched out a finger and waved it in front of the two of them, "It's really a bite!"

"Get out."

Mu Guichen didn't answer, just took a pen from the table and went over.

"Mu Guichen, you cheapskate!"

Seeing that it was useless to use soft and hard foam, the young man picked up the pen on the ground and rushed out of the big tent angrily.

Chu Qiu happily held the bowl in his arms, the general didn't want to share it with others.

Mu Guichen took the job bowl out of Chu Qiu's hands, and picked up a clean cloth to wipe Chu Qiu's hands.

The white and tender hands were stained greasy by the soy sauce red soup, which looked very unsightly.

Obediently, Chu Qiu stretched out his hand to wipe, his small mouth chattering non-stop.

"Eat quickly, or it will get cold, and it won't taste good if it gets cold."

After wiping the child's hands, Mu Guichen arranged the official affairs on the chopping board and piled them up in a pile.

The oily pork belly was dyed with a crystal color, half a marinated egg lay beside it, and a few green vegetables relieved the greasy feeling of the pork belly.

The thick soup slides along the meat into the rice grains, and the rice grains are also dyed the color of sauce, with just the right amount of sweetness in the salty aroma.

One bite of meat and one bite of rice soothed the hungry stomach.

"It's delicious."

Seeing the person in front of him finish the meal one bite at a time, Chu Qiu felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

After Mu Guichen finished his meal, he touched the head of the child beside him, and covered Chu Qiu with a thick blanket.

Surrounded by familiar people, Chu Qiu was not vigilant at all, and slept soundly.