Chapter 1988

This welfare home is built by Luna's foundation for street children in the north of the city. It is a very large two-story building with more than 500 children. It is surrounded by a 500 square yard. Some simple play facilities are built in the yard, and more than a dozen staff members are responsible for the daily living of the children.

Luna told him that solving the problem of children's survival is the most important thing before letting them go to school.

For those children whose parents are still alive, the foundation also helps them. The city government provides them with a number of uninhabited houses as low rent houses, which are almost free for them to live in, and actively solves the problem of employment for adults, so that they can at least survive.

"Thank you, master." MEG gave two silver coins to the driver who helped unload the goods, and the extra one was a tip.

"Thank you." Some of the Coachmans were flattered and accepted the silver coins. They were busy thanking each other that they might not make so much money in a day. They helped carry the things into the welfare home before they left.

"Amy, here you are A small figure came running, it was Jessica.

"Well, I'll bring my father and make a delicious barbecue for you." Amy nodded.

"Hello, uncle McGonagall." Said Jessica, looking at MEG.

"Did Jessica and Amy make an appointment to come over today?" Meg said with a smile.

Jessica nodded: "yes, I haven't seen my friends for a while."

"Sister Anne." Jessica and Annie hugged each other again. After playing together for a day, they became good friends.

The children who were playing in the yard stopped and looked at MEG and others at the door timidly. When they saw Amy and Annie, they were surprised and envied.

"Amy? I haven't seen her for a long time

"Yes, her little skirt is so beautiful, and she has become beautiful."

"I remember that uncle, Amy's father, brought us delicious food last time."

"Is he sending us delicious food this time?"

The children talked in a low voice, and their eyes fell to the side of the grill with metallic luster and a big box. Many children who have eaten the stewed chicken made by MEG have begun to swallow their saliva.

"Xiaomi, go and play with the children first. I'll talk to the staff first." McGonagall said with a smile as he looked at the two staff members walking towards him not far away.

"Good." Amy nodded and took Anne's hand to the children.

"Hello, who are you?" The staff came forward and looked at McGonagall warily. They looked at the oven and the big box beside him for a while.

"Hello, I'm MEG, the owner of Maimi restaurant. I'm here today to make some food for the children." Meg said with a smile.

"Our children have three meals. Now they have lunch. Thank you for your kindness, but it's not in line with the rules of the welfare home. Please go back." The middle-aged woman staff face firmly refused to say, there is no meaning to discuss.

McGonagall was not upset when he heard the words, which showed that the rules and regulations of the welfare home were well implemented, and the staff and staff were very responsible.

"Maimi restaurant? Is it the McMillan restaurant in Aden square? " The young staff member looked at MEG in surprise.

"Yes." MEG nodded.

The young staff member said a few words in the middle-aged staff member's ear, then looked at McGonagall and said with a smile, "please wait a moment. I'll ask the dean to come over. We can't take charge of this matter."

"All right." McGonagall nodded and watched the young staff leave quickly.

The middle-aged staff looked at Amy and Annie, who had already played with the children. They also showed a smile on their face. They turned to MEG and said, "is that your child?"

"Yes, both." MEG nodded with a smile.

"What a good boy." Staff sincerely praised.

From the clothes and temperament of McGonagall and the two children, we can see that they are rich people. During this period, there are often kind-hearted people to visit the children, but there are obvious differences and estrangements between the rich people's children and the children in the yard, so it is difficult to play together.

MEG smiles and looks at Amy playing with the children. Who knows that she was one of them? He will never allow such a thing to happen again.

"Hello, Mr. McGonagall. I'm Anne Lin, the president of the welfare home. Miss Luna often talks about you with me." At this time, a capable middle-aged man quickly walked up to MEG and looked at him with some excitement.

"Hello, Dean. I come here with my children today. I want to make some snacks for them and play with them for a while. I don't know if it's feasible." McGonagall, too, looked at annelin with a smile.

Annelin nodded with a smile and said, "of course, you are an important investor of the foundation. You have made a very important contribution to the children's living here, and the children should also want to taste the cooking skills of the first chef from the chaotic city."

"I'm flattered. I've just done a little thing that I can do." McGonagall shook his head. It seemed that Luna was outside, but he didn't miss her.

Earlier, the middle-aged staff heard the words of annelin, and their eyes on MEG also changed.

Annelin came to the middle of the yard and said with a smile, "boys and girls, this is Mr. McGonagall, a very good cook. He is going to make delicious food for you later. Are you happy?"

"Really?"

"Happy!"

"I've eaten this uncle's cooking. It's delicious!"

The children immediately nodded happily, and some children who had eaten Meg's food before were even more excited.

"Let's play first. I'll call you to eat when we're ready." McGonagall also said with a smile, putting the two grills away, and then putting the ice cream up.

"Let's help, too. If you need any help, please let me know." Previously, the middle-aged staff member came up with several female staff members, looked at MEG and said.

"The ingredients are ready in advance, but I need your help to distribute the food to the children later." Said Meg.

"All right." The staff took back their hands on the ingredients.

McGonagall lit up the two grills. Considering that the children had just had lunch, the charcoal slowly burned for half an hour. Then he opened the safe ingredient box, took out two large bunches of beef and mutton, put them on the grill, and cooked them skillfully.

There are hundreds of kebabs, which can be flipped up and down in McGonagall's hands. When they are scattered, they are blooming on the Mars flying grill.

"Wow

"How powerful!"

The children and staff on the scene were a little stunned. Such exquisite craftsmanship was like a gorgeous performance.

With the heat of roasting, oil began to come out on the kebabs of roast mutton and roast beef, and the fragrance also came out. As soon as the sauce was brushed, there was a sound of swallowing.