"Boss Qin, would you like to inquire if your store can undertake a banquet?"

When it closed tonight, a young man came to consult.

"Banquet?" Qin Fei looked weird, "I'll sell snacks, the banquet is not suitable, right?"

If Qin Fei wants to make a serious ten dishes and one soup, he really doesn't have that ability.

The young man said again and again: "Suitable, suitable......"

It turned out that the young man was a deacon of the Yunjiang County Retreat Center, named Han Cheng.

This retreat center was established by the Empress Dowager Xu of the Tianlong Kingdom a few years ago, specifically to accept veterans who were injured and disabled on the battlefield and could not take care of themselves, and were supported by the government.

And tomorrow is the annual Taiping Festival of Tianlong Kingdom, a festival to bless the four seas and rise to peace, Han Cheng wants the veterans to have a good meal.

However, Han Cheng's cooking skills are not good, and there is not much money available for the retreat, so I heard that the snack bar in the other world is not expensive and the dishes are novel, so I have this plan.

After listening to Han Cheng's words, Qin Fei thought for a moment: "How many people are there in the retreat?"

"Not much, a total of more than 20 people, but a few people have limited mobility, and only 13 people can get to the store. Han Cheng made a count.

"I'll take this job. Qin Fei directly agreed, and paused, "In addition, you don't have to come to the store to eat, tomorrow I will pack up my things and go to your retreat to hold a banquet, so as to save the old people tossing back and forth." ”

Han Cheng was first overjoyed after hearing this, but then his face was embarrassed: "Boss, the cost is ......."

If you do an external office, the cost will be very high, right?

"Well, I'll make a list for you, and if you prepare the ingredients, you won't have to pay me any more. "Those old people have dedicated their lives to the country, Qin Fei can't help a lot, do what he can, and talk about his heart.

Hearing Qin Fei's words, Han Cheng's eyes were a little moist, and he bowed: "Thank you, Boss Qin." ”

Immediately, Qin Fei made a list of ingredients and handed it to Han Cheng, who thanked him again and again before leaving.

......

At night, Chu Youlan thought that Qin Fei would stand up for him during the day, her heart trembled, and she couldn't sleep, so she spoke to the black cat.

"Maomao, you said that Brother Qin cooks good dishes and has a good heart, why don't you have a wife?"

The black cat was so sleepy that she didn't want to deal with her at all, so she meowed impatiently.

"What? you said you want me to be Brother Qin's wife, I'm ashamed, I'm still young, bad cat!" Chu Youlan buried her face in the cat and smirked.

The black cat looked confused, and Ben Meow didn't say anything.

Speaking of girls, it's summer, what kind of spring are you sending ?!

......

The next day, because he was going to leave the retreat office, Qin Fei got up early and packed up his tools.

In fact, there are not many things, nothing more than some bamboo sticks, mandarin duck pots and the like.

Qin Fei is going to make hot pot skewers and incense, one table for ten people, two tables for twenty people is enough, and it is lively to eat this.

"Xiaolan, you don't have to go today, stay and help me look after the store, if someone sends something later, just sign it." Qin Fei commanded.

Chu Youlan was a little disappointed, but obediently agreed to come down and promise to complete the task.

On the way to leave the retreat, Qin Fei asked for a mandarin duck pot from a blacksmith on the way.

Blacksmith Zhang Zhonger was very sick, and kept asking how the effect of Qin Fei's magic weapon was, and how to use it?

Qin Fei was a little annoyed by the question, so he said: "The effect is very good, since you ask, I will tell you how to use it." Prepare broken entrails, shriveled limbs, clotted blood, twisted plants, mutilated brains, tangled tentacles, and scarlet fruits. Tumbling in the opposition of red and white, silent in the blend of yellow and brown!"

"When it comes to this step, all demons, demons, ghosts, and ghosts will surrender in front of it!"

After hearing this, Blacksmith Zhang looked up at the mountains, it turned out to be the legendary witchcraft, six-six-six!

Bidding farewell to Blacksmith Zhang, Qin Fei carried two mandarin duck pots and came to the retreat according to the address.

But he found that it was a little different from what he had imagined.

In my imagination, nursing homes or rehabilitation centers are generally built in elegant places with beautiful mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect that the location of this retreat is by a sewage canal, and the air is filled with a stench.

Moreover, the house in the retreat also looks to be in a state of disrepair, and the walls have collapsed in half and have not been repaired.

Standing outside the door, Qin Fei heard the sound of scolding inside.

"Little Wang Ba Calf, the court has allocated so much money, and you are greedy, how long will it take for me to want a new pair of underwear?"

"Also, I don't want to share a night pot with Lao Li, he gets up to pee eight times a night, it's unfair to me!"

"Xiao Han, come here, I can't get up after squatting in the thatched house for a long time!"

These are the voices of the elderly, and then the voices of a young man are submissive, and they all agree to come down.

After a while, someone opened the door and came out, and happened to run into Qin Fei.

Han Cheng was a little stunned, and then said happily: "Boss Qin came so early?"

"Prepare early. Qin Fei responded with an unkind attitude.

"The conditions of the retreat center are simple, I hope Boss Qin doesn't mind, please come in quickly. Han Cheng invited.

Qin Fei looked inside the door, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and several old people were enjoying the shade of the trees.

Some of the old people have fewer arms, some have fewer legs, some have less flesh on their faces, and the clothes they wear are tattered, and the furnishings in the retreat are like these old people, missing arms and legs.

It's even bleaker than it looks from the outside.

Qin Fei's heart ached, and then he was annoyed, and asked, "The money allocated by the imperial court should be enough, why is the retreat such a scene?"

Han Cheng was stunned, made a silent gesture, and then closed the door, and then said a little bitterly: "Boss Qin doesn't know, three months ago, the regent ordered the cancellation of the national retreat funds. The expenses for these few months are all paid by the county lords themselves. ”

"Now that the county lord has been exiled, there is no one to take care of the retreat at all, and now I am the only one left, and I am really powerless to fix it. ”

Han Cheng paused: "Please forgive Boss Qin." ”

Qin Fei had a preconceived idea, thinking that this Han Cheng had filled his pockets and taken money that he shouldn't have taken, which led to the depressed scene of leaving the retreat, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

Qin Fei's face was a little hot: "It's that I'm abrupt, but why don't you tell everyone the truth?"

There was an old man who scolded Han Cheng for being greedy for money.

Han Cheng looked nervous: "Don't say it." ”

Han Cheng took Qin Fei a little farther away, and continued: "They have made meritorious contributions to the imperial court, shed blood, and come down from the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, it is inevitable that their temper is a little weird, and it is right to say a few words to me." But if I say that the court doesn't care about them, maybe something will happen. ”

"So I implore Boss Qin not to say anything. Han Cheng arched his hand.

Qin Fei looked at Han Cheng in a daze, those old men were respectable, but this young man was also admirable.