Chapter 1985: Do you think it works?

This welfare home was built by the Luna Foundation in the north of the city for the street children. It is a very large two-story building with more than 500 children. The surrounding wall surrounds a 500-square-meter yard and is built in the yard. With some simple play facilities, there are more than a dozen staff responsible for the children's daily life.
Before this incident, Luna told him that solving the children's survival problems is an important matter before the children are sent to school.
For those children whose parents are still there, the Foundation has also helped them. The main city government has provided them with a batch of uninhabited houses as low-rent housing, which is almost free for them to stay in, and actively for adults Solve the problem of employment so that they can at least survive.
"Thank you, Master." McGonagall gave the driver who helped unload two silver coins, and the extra one was a tip.
"Thank you." The coachman accepted the silver coins flatteringly and thankfully kept busy. He might not make so much money in a day, and he helped carry the things into the welfare institution before leaving.
"Amy, you are here!" A little figure ran over, it was Jessica.
"Well, I'll bring my father over to give everyone a delicious barbecue." Amy nodded.
"Good Uncle McGonagall." Jessica looked at McGonagall and said hello.
"Did Jessica make an appointment with Amy today to play?" McGonagall said with a smile.
Jessica nodded: "Yes, I haven't seen my friends in a while."
"Sister Annie." Jessica stepped forward and gave Anne a hug. After playing with them for a day, they had become good friends.
The children who were originally playing in the yard all stopped and looked timidly at McGonagall and others standing at the door. When they saw Amy and Annie, they were surprised and envious.
"Amy? I haven't seen her in a long time."
"Yeah, her little skirt is so pretty, and people have become pretty too."
"I remember that uncle, Amy's father, brought us very delicious food last time."
"So did he give us delicious food this time?"
The children talked in a low voice, and their eyes fell to the grill with a shiny metal and a large box. Many children who had eaten the yellow braised chicken made by McGonagall could not help but swallow.
"Xiaomi, let's go play with the children first, I'll talk to the staff first." McGonagall looked at the two staff members who approached him and said with a smile.
"Good." Amy nodded cleverly and took Annie's hand towards the children.
"Hello, may I ask you?" The staff stepped forward and asked McGonagall with some vigilance, looking at the oven and the big box beside him for a while.
"Hello, I am McGonagall, the owner of Maimi Restaurant. I came here today to make some food for the children." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Our children here have all meals, and now the children have had lunch, thank you for your kindness, but this does not meet the rules of the orphanage, please come back." The middle-aged woman staff expression is determined Refused, saying nothing.
McGonagall was not annoyed by the words, which shows that the welfare institution's rules and regulations are well implemented, and the staff are very responsible.
"Maimi Restaurant? Is it the Maimi Restaurant on Aden Square?" The young staff member looked at McGonagall with surprise.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded.
The young staff member said a few words in the middle-aged staff's ear, and then looked at McGonagall and smiled: "Please wait a moment, I will ask the dean to come over, we can't sit down on this matter."
"Okay." McGonagall nodded and watched the young staff leave quickly.
The middle-aged staff looked at Amy and Anne who had been playing with the children, and there was a smile on their faces, and they turned to look at McGonagall: "Is that your child?"
"Yes, both." McGonagall nodded with a smile.
"It's a kind and good boy." The staff praised heartily.
From the clothing and temperament of McGonagall and the two children, it can be seen that this is a rich person, and there are often well-meaning people to visit the children during this time, but there are obvious differences between the children of the rich and the children in the yard. It is difficult to play together because of the gap.
McGonagall smiled and looked at Amy who was playing with the children. Who knew she was also one of them. Such a thing, he would never allow it to happen again.
"Mr. McGonagall, hello, I am the dean of the Orphanage. Teacher Luna often mentions you to me." At this time, a capable middle-aged man walked quickly to McGonagall and looked at him A little excited.
"Hello dean, I came with the children today and wanted to make some snacks for the children and play with the children for a while. I don't know if it is feasible." McGonagall also looked at Annalin with a smile.
Annalin nodded with a smile: "Of course, you are an important investor in the foundation, the children can live here, you have made a very important contribution, and the children should also want to try the chaos from the city of chaos. The cooking skills of a chef."
"Over praised, I just did a little thing that I can do." McGonagall shook her head quickly, it seemed that Luna was outside, but he did not give him a good impression.
The middle-aged staff member had heard Annelin's words before, and McGonagall's gaze also changed slightly.
Annalin came to the middle of the courtyard and smiled loudly: "Children, this is Mr. McGonagall, a very powerful chef. He will give everyone a good meal later, are you happy?"
"really?!"
"Happy!!!"
"I have eaten the dish made by this uncle, it's super delicious!"
The children nodded happily, and some children who had eaten McGonagall's dishes before were even more excited.
"Let's play first. After a while, I'll ask everyone to come and eat." McGonagall said with a smile, setting the two barbecues apart, and then racking the ice cream.
"Let's help too. If there is anything we need to help, you can say that." The middle-aged staff member who had brought a few female staff members came up and looked at Magg.
"The ingredients are prepared in advance, but you will need help to distribute the food to the children later." McGonagall said.
"Okay." The staff withdrew their hands towards the ingredients.
McGonagall lighted the charcoal fire of the two grills, considering that the children had just had lunch soon, so the charcoal burned slowly for half an hour before he opened the safe ingredients box and took out two large skewers and Put the mutton skewers on the grill and roast them skillfully.
Hundreds of skewers, both of which are large in both hands, can be flipped up and down in McGonagall's hands. When scattered, they are like a celestial flower, and an amazing arc blooms on the flying grill of Mars.
"Wow!"
"Amazing!"
The children and staff present were a little dumbfounded. Such superb craftsmanship is like a gorgeous show.
As the heat roasted, the kebabs and beef skewers began to oil, and the aroma also spread out. With the sauce being swiped, the sound of swallowing swallowed.