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Chapter 983 Hidden Identity

Looking at the faces of these people, Jun Qingwu also became very upset.

He said to the chef with a stinky face, "Who are you showing your face to now, why don't you hurry up and make the breakfast for the prince and bring it to the tent?"

The chef glanced at Jun Qingwu, and then said in a neutral tone, "That's all, if you don't eat, there will be nothing left."

After finishing speaking, the chef walked back very coolly, washing the cauldron.

Seeing this, the cooks next to him also followed the chef's appearance, turned around and went to work in the kitchen, washing dishes and vegetables.

But looking at the past like this now, you can see that there is a piece of meat hanging next to the kitchen, and the rest are vegetables.

When Jun Qingwu came, he also glanced at it, but he didn't expect that there would be so few things in the kitchen.

When I entered the imperial dining room in the past, the food and the meat were unrecognizable, and many of them were brought up as tribute from the city below.

But many Jun Qingwu are also tired of eating, in fact, in his opinion, any tributes are just things that have been talked about.

It's just that seeing the environment of the barracks kitchen now, he lost his appetite even more.

Especially seeing those washing dishes, chopping vegetables, and the battle in the imperial dining room looked really far away.

Xue Wushuang had already walked to the camp, and when she got here, she also found that the lieutenants were also watching here, and did not go in.

Xue Wushuang patted the shoulder of the deputy general, who was startled suddenly, turned around and saw that the person patting his shoulder was Xue Wushuang, so he patted his heart with lingering fear, and whispered to Xue Wushuang, "Why are you here?" ? I was so scared that I thought it was the general who came."

She pointed to the situation in the kitchen, indicating that she was here to watch the excitement.

The deputy general whispered to Xue Wushuang, "Don't worry, our chef is not a fuel-efficient lamp. We don't have to go forward to help at all, and he can handle it himself."

"Oh? Does this chef have a big background?" Xue Wushuang also held his chin curiously and looked at the chef.

I didn't notice it before, although the chef has put on weight, but it can be seen from his eyebrows that he was a handsome man when he was young.

Seeing that Xue Wushuang really didn't know, the deputy general explained to Xue Wushuang, "You really don't know? But yes, those new soldiers in our military camp probably don't know either. Our chef The former champion of martial arts."

"Wu Zhuangyuan?" Xue Wushuang couldn't stop exclaiming when she heard the news.

The lieutenant made a "shh" gesture, and Xue Wushuang and the lieutenant came to a corner outside the camp, and the lieutenant said with emotion, "He was also a general back then, just after he won the champion of martial arts, the emperor made him a general, and he lived up to everyone's expectations. When dealing with the northern barbarians, there is no time to lose."

"However, the good times didn't last long. At that time, it seemed that there was a spy in the military camp. He was poisoned. Later, the emperor also sent the best people to help him treat him. But after the treatment, he was cured, but he couldn't go to the battlefield. gone."

"Don't look at him in good spirits, but he has a headache, and this disease only occurs when he holds a long sword. It also occurs when he holds other weapons, but he doesn't hold a spoon."

"Many people say that this is really a strange disease, but his heart is still in the military camp, so he learned to be a cook after that, and he is in the military camp..."

(End of this chapter)