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

The capital's airport is extremely lively. A well-packed young man wearing a fisherman's hat came out of the exit dragging a suitcase half the size of his own. Under the hat was a thin face with moist almond eyes. Open round, as clear and translucent as a newborn kitten.

The young man looked around in the crowd, found a place, and walked with the box.

"Brother?"

The 1.8-meter tall man lowered his head, glanced at the young man in front of him, and immediately tears welled up on his face. The eldest was alone, and was crying miserably while hugging his junior brother who was shorter than him.

"Wow! Little brother, you are finally here! Your brother, I am going to be depressed!"

The tall, muscular man grabbed the skinny young man's thigh and cried loudly, attracting the attention of people nearby. Chu Qiu shook his leg awkwardly, trying to shake the person off his leg. It was so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

"Brother, you...you get up first."

Chu Qiu squeezed the hand holding the suitcase tightly, pursed her rosy lips, looked at the ground and whispered.

As if realizing that such behavior was biased, Wu Feifan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, let go of his junior brother's thighs that were not thicker than his arms, and smiled naively while scratching the back of his head.

"Let's go, brother will take you home first."

As the chef of the hotel, Wu Feifan's salary is still very high. He bought a [-]-square-meter house in the city center. This time when Chu Qiu came, he made preparations early.

Putting the suitcase into the trunk, Chu Qiu got into the car and fastened his seat belt. The car started slowly and drove towards the Osmanthus Garden. Along the way, there were many tall buildings, and the huge electronic screen played the wheels. The young people who came and went people dressed in fashion.

"Brother, what do you want me to do?"

Chu Qiu couldn't tell clearly on the phone that he must come to the capital, but Wu Feifan, as one of the top chefs, shouldn't be able to stop him.

"Hey, it's like this," Wu Feifei coughed, his expression became extremely distorted, "The Mu family in Beijing knows."

Chu Qiu nodded. He had been to the capital when the chef was awarded the Golden Statue, and he had heard a little about the four major families, the Mu family in the military, the Qin family in the political circle, the Bai family in the business world, and the Ye family, which all occupied a little.

These four families can be said to be the top families in Huaguo. Among them, the family histories of the Mu family and the Qin family have lasted for a hundred years. The exact time is unknown, but there is no doubt that they occupy a major say in Huaguo today.

It's just that the Mu family have all rushed into the army and are completely uninterested in the political power.

When Chu Qiu heard the word Mu, he naturally had a strange feeling. This surname that had accompanied him for more than ten years was a pain he buried deeply.

"Mu, what happened to the Mu family?"

Wu Feifan was quite nervous, he didn't notice the change in Chu Qiu's mood, so he smacked his mouth and said, "Blind, this started ten years ago."

Afterwards, Wu Feifan explained the ins and outs of the matter, and Chu Qiu listened with a gleam in his eyes.

"It's not that Third Young Master Mu, who has been in a coma for ten years, woke up. I don't know what the third young master is thinking. He couldn't eat the food he sent, but he ate the porridge I made, and then the Mu family took care of me. "

"Yes, it's the bag you were thinking of. I'm responsible for all the food and drink of Mu Sanshao during his hospitalization."

"It was okay at first, but just a week ago, Third Young Master Mu didn't even eat the food I cooked. This made me worry. The Mu family members have all spoken, and I must find out the reason."

"But I'm just a cook, it's too embarrassing for me."

"Then I thought of you."

Wu Feifan complained, and looked pitifully at the stern-faced young man in the co-pilot. Chu Qiu was from the same line as him, and his cooking skills far surpassed his. up.

But it's not bad now. Someone has always wanted to hire him as the chef, but this guy refused.

"This... I'm not looking at your cooking skills, Junior Brother, so maybe Third Young Master Mu will like your cooking."

Chu Qiu turned his head and stared at Wu Feifan for a long time with a pair of dead fish eyes. Just when Wu Feifan's heart was shaking and he wanted to beg for mercy, the young man said, "Let me help? Yes, but I want to meet that guy first." Third Young Master Mu."

Wu Feifan has a pimple, it's a bit difficult.

"Little brother, this... you are embarrassing me, brother?" Wu Feifei smiled wryly. He is just a cook. How can I meet such a big man? "In the past, someone would come after me after cooking As mentioned, until now I haven't seen Third Young Master Namu."

It's also strange, the rest of the Mu family don't talk about every day, it's also on TV every three days, just Mu Sanshao, the TV media has never reported it, so the appearance of the Mu family's third young master has always been a mystery. If you hear about it, you don't see it.

Chu Qiu pursed his lips, and glanced at Wu Feifan with a little disdain.

"Hey, you little brat, look down on senior brother coming."

"Wait, brother, think of a way."

My junior brother can only pamper him, thinking back then when the little Chu Qiu was holding a spoon longer than his arm and stretching it into the pot, the serious look on Baozi's face was really attractive.

His master just didn't know how to express his concern for the little junior, but he just ignored it. If he hadn't been beaten up, he wouldn't have discovered Chu Tiansheng's duplicity.

When they got home, Wu Feifan led Chu Qiu to confirm the room, handed over the spare key to Chu Qiu, and went back to the hotel to work.

Chu Qiu hung the clothes he had brought in the closet one by one, and then took out his mobile phone, which contained a recommendation message from his attending physician. Because of his suicide for no reason, his already bald attending doctor became even more bald. He came to talk to him every day, and even recommended a psychologist he knew to him so that he would have a chance to see it. Chu Qiu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He knew very well that he didn't have any mental problems, but he couldn't refuse the doctor's kindness. It just so happened that the expert was also a doctor from the First Hospital, so he should go see it sometime, and it would be good to calm down his emotions.

Wu Feifan lives on the tenth floor, and the location is good. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, he can see many beautiful scenery.

As the sun sets, the red clouds all over the sky indicate that tomorrow will be a good day.

Early the next morning, Chu Qiu turned off the alarm clock on his mobile phone, clutched his dizzy head and got up from the bed. His biological clock still retained the habit of that time, and he would feel a little dizzy when he woke up early.

After washing, he dug out a small bag of millet and a jar of mung beans from the refrigerator, and Chu Qiu planned to make a simple sweet porridge with millet and mung beans.

The mung beans should be soaked in advance, but because of the lack of time, Chu Qiu just rinsed them hastily and poured them into a casserole. Boil them on high heat and then turn to low heat to simmer.

During the stewing process, you should always pay attention to the flowering of mung beans. The general mung bean soup Chuqiu likes a little bit of sand, but for this sweet porridge, you only need to cook until the mung beans bloom and taste sandy.

Then pour in the washed millet. The millet is easy to cook and cannot be cooked for too long.

Add yellow rock sugar to taste before serving. Yellow rock sugar teaches white rock sugar to be sweeter and less greasy.

After the porridge was finished, there was a knock on the door outside the house. Chu Qiu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and looked out through the peephole. It was a man in a black suit and sunglasses. He was not easy to mess with.

The man stood straight outside the door with a sullen face, and politely knocked three times.

Chu Qiu pursed her lips and opened the door.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up breakfast."

The man in black was a little surprised that it wasn't Wu Feifan who opened the door, but his good professionalism prevented him from being curious about extra things. His job was to deliver the daily meals to the young master.

Chu Qiu was stunned for a moment, he didn't know when Wu Feifan came back last night and when he left, but he didn't see the prepared meal in the kitchen.

What is this guy doing?

"嗡_嗡_嗡"

The phone was vibrating in his trouser pocket, Chu Qiu took out the phone and looked, Wu Feifan, that's right.

"Hey."

"Oh! Qiuqiuqiuqiu, I forgot to prepare breakfast, please help!"

Wu Feifan hid in the corner of the kitchen with a mournful face. He was so busy gratifying his younger brother to help that he forgot to prepare breakfast for the third young master. They usually come to his house to get it.

It's over, it's over, he's a scammer, Wu Feifan can't wait to give himself a punch, if the other party gets angry, it's not only his fault, but also cheated the little junior!Master, I'm sorry you wow!

Chu Qiu pursed his lips, with a very serious expression on his face, he hung up the phone expressionlessly, told the uniformed man outside the door to wait a moment, and then closed the door with a "snap".

The bodyguard who came to pick up the meal looked dazed, and his nose was almost smashed flat.

Chu Qiu stared blankly at the steaming mung bean porridge, it was obviously too late to cook now...

Ten minutes later, the door was opened again, and a thermos bucket was handed over to the bodyguard. The bodyguard held the bucket and was about to turn around and leave on the spot, but the hem of his clothes was grabbed.

He turned his head, although there was still no expression on his face, but Chu Qiu sensed the other party's doubts from the black glasses, and he said, "Well, this gentleman, can you give me a ride?"

The young man's round eyes looked very harmless, Mr. Bodyguard was stared at by the pure eyes of a little white rabbit, his heart softened, he opened his mouth, hesitantly said: "I need to ask the young master what you mean."

In the VIP ward on the tenth floor of the First Hospital, the man reading the newspaper received a call from the bodyguard. After a long silence, he replied, "Anything you want." Then he hung up the phone.

He put down the newspaper and looked at the green branches and leaves outside the window. His mind was blank. Ever since he woke up, he would always dream. The scene in the dream was obviously very strange, but it was extremely familiar.

There was always a slender figure going back and forth in the dream, and whenever he wanted to get closer to see that person's face clearly, he couldn't.

Maybe, I think too much.

On the other end, the bodyguard hung up the phone, with a smile on his stiff face: "Come with me."

At the gate of the first hospital, after Chu Qiu thanked Mr. Bodyguard, he walked towards the outpatient building. As soon as he entered the gate of the hospital, the smell of disinfectant rushed into his nose, and Chu Qiu couldn't help but sneezed twice.

He held his nose to relieve the soreness.

"Ding? The seventh floor is here."

The young man blinked, and walked out after the door opened.

"Ah, it hurts."

The tip of his nose hit a wall of flesh, his sore nose became even more sore, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, he retracted his phone, covered his nose and glared at the man.

"you!"

The outline that was so familiar that he could draw it with his eyes closed just appeared in front of him inadvertently, and all of Chu Qiu's voice disappeared at this moment. He looked stupidly at the impatient man frowning in front of him, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Mu Guichen took a step back, looking at the young man whose face was mostly covered by a mask, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, seeing the young man just staring at his face in a daze, his heart became even more impatient.

"Won't you apologize if you hit someone!"