The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 93 If you have money, you can really do whatever you want
Perhaps because Luo Jun had difficulty walking but insisted on not sitting in a wheelchair, his visit lasted for more than an hour. It was not until nearly 12: that Luo Jun finished inspecting the welfare home and decided to donate money.

Qin Huai didn't know the exact amount donated, but judging from the diligent way Dean Qu was making tea, it should be a lot.

We all had lunch together.

The mode of serving food in the welfare home is the same as that of serving food in primary schools, with several large buckets of food, and each child takes his own bowl and queues up to get food. There is no right or space for picky eating, and you eat whatever is available. The staple food is steamed buns made by Qinhuai.

The person who bought the groceries obviously had never made buns before. He bought a lot of meat, but it was too fatty.

Under normal circumstances, the filling for buns should be made of pork tip meat which is 30% fat and 70% lean. 20% fat and 80% lean is also acceptable. If the content is more than 30% fat and the buns made with pure meat filling will appear a bit greasy.

The meat purchased by the welfare home today is pork belly that is almost 50% fat.

Fortunately, the purchasing agent of the welfare home also bought a lot of cabbage, so Qin Huai made buns with cabbage and pork filling directly. The beans that were not used up in the lunch stir-fry were also used to make pork and bean buns.

The time at noon was limited, so Qin Huai didn't finish making all the buns. He was afraid that the children in the welfare home would go hungry because they couldn't eat the staple food, so he made a batch of buns and steamed them first.

This results in the steamed buns looking very uneven in quality.

After all, some of these buns were made by Chen Huihong, some by Qin Huai, some by Qu Jing, and some by other staff members of the welfare home.

Except for the relatively standard buns made by Qinhuai that can be identified as buns at a glance, the other buns can be made with freedom.

When making buns, Qin Huai completely believed what Director Qu said that the staff of the welfare home could not make pastry. They really could not make it, and it was obvious that they could only make dumplings, because some staff members habitually made dumplings when making the first few buns.

Luo Jun looked at the buns that Qu Jing brought him with some disdain.

There were three steamed buns on a plate, one was made by Qinhuai, and the other two were made by someone else. One steamed bun and two were made of meat-filled pasta.

As a financial sponsor, Luo Jun received preferential treatment during meals. Not only did he have a special small table, but the dishes were also served on small plates.

"Mr. Luo, if you are not used to it, there are snacks in the kitchen that Chef Qin brought this morning. How about I go get you some snacks?" Qu Jing could see Luo Jun's disgust.

"I'm not hungry." Luo Jun said calmly, "It's not time for me to have lunch yet."

Qu Jing suddenly realized that, yes, Luo Jun usually had lunch at around three or four in the afternoon, which was indeed a bit early for him.

Luo Jun pointed at an unidentified object that looked like a dumpling made of dough and said, "Who made this dumpling? It's not as good as mine."

When these words came out, the three of them were shocked and said in unison: "You can also make dumplings."

"That's right. I can also make dumplings." Luo Jun took a sip of tea. "But the food in your welfare home is too shabby. There's not a single piece of meat in the four dishes."

"Today's food is still good. On Sundays, volunteers come to help and often improve the food by cooking more dishes. On weekdays, there are usually only two dishes, cabbage and shredded potatoes, plus a bowl of egg drop soup." Qu Jing said, "But that was the food when I was in high school. Now that so many years have passed, it should have improved. I don't come here on weekdays, so I don't know the details."

Qin Huai was holding a bowl, eating while looking at the staff not far away who were feeding the children who were obviously not very smart, and asked: "Are there many disabled children in your welfare home?"

Qu Jing noticed the word "also": "Master Qin, the orphanage where you grew up is also..."

Qin Huai nodded: "Healthy children are actually easier to adopt. When I was a child, there were normal and healthy children like me in the welfare home. In recent years, most of them have intellectual development problems or are born with serious diseases."

"I was adopted relatively late. When I was a child, Dean Qin always thought I had ADHD. At that time, people had no idea about ADHD so they said I was sick. As the word spread, it became that I was a fool. So even though I stayed in an orphanage since I was a child, no one adopted me until I was seven or eight years old." Qin Huai feels that telling his childhood story is the first step to making friends and building closer relationships.

This method was very effective because Chen Huihong became interested.

"Then what?" Chen Huihong asked.

Qin Huai thought, Sister Hong, what are you curious about? Shouldn’t Qu Jing be the one asking this question?

"Then I was adopted by my parents. My parents' breakfast shop is across from the welfare home. They have watched me grow up since I was a child, so they know me well." Chen Huihong nodded and asked Qu Jing: "Hey, Xiao Qu, since you have such good grades, didn't any couple want to adopt you when you were a child?"

Qin Huai:......

Sister Hong, if you really don’t know how to chat, then don’t chat.

Obviously, Qu Jing didn't care about Chen Huihong's question at all. She said calmly, "The director tried to find an adoptive family for me, but I was too inactive and I was a girl, so I never met a suitable one."

"When I got older, I didn't want to be adopted, so I stayed in the orphanage."

"I have always felt that adoption requires fate, just like Master Xiao Qin and his parents, and you and Huihui. I may not be born with this kind of fate."

Dean Qu, who was not far away, had already started breaking the buns into pieces and mixing them into the dishes, feeding them to the children one spoonful at a time.

"President Qu is quite patient." Qin Huai sighed.

Qu Jing smiled and nodded: "Dean Qu is a very nice person. My first pair of gloves was knitted for me by her. I remember they were purple. The dean was worried that the color of the gloves was too ugly and I would be laughed at by my classmates at school, so she made a bow with a piece of cloth and stuck it on the gloves, which made them even uglier."

"Doctor Qu, you've been severely allergic to ultraviolet rays since you were a child. It's not easy." Qin Huai said, "You have to hide from the sun when going to and from school."

Qu Jing was stunned, paused, and then nodded: "Yes, but when I was a child, my ultraviolet allergy was not as serious as it is now. It started in junior high school... The dean's mother knitted a lot of gloves for me, so it didn't affect my life very much."

"Now the director's mother has improved a lot in knitting gloves and scarves. Master Qin, do you need any? If you do, I'll ask the director's mother to pick out a few nice ones for you. She now knits sweaters, scarves and gloves every day, and sometimes she even sells them online."

Qin Huai waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't need it anymore."

"I don't like things made of wool." Luo Jun said.

Chen Huihong was a little interested: "Can it be customized? I want to order two for Huihui."

"Of course, the Dean's mother should be happy to take your order."

The two of them talked about business.

Qin Huai could only try to change the subject. He looked at Luo Jun, who had already started playing with his phone and had completely forgotten that today's topic was to make friends with Qu Jing, and said, "Mr. Luo, may I ask how much you donated today?"

"I didn't donate a specific amount." Luo Jun said without raising his head.

"Donated facilities?" Chen Huihong asked.

"No." Luo Jun has already started playing games, a shooting game. "I have covered the medical expenses and tuition fees for all the children in the welfare home."

Everyone:!
Qu Jing's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't show much of her facial features, so her eyes widened especially noticeably: "There is a child with congenital heart disease, one with severe cerebral palsy, two with moderate cerebral palsy, one with mild cerebral palsy, three with hearing impairment, one with visual impairment, and two with polio in the welfare home."

"Your dean has already introduced them to me." Luo Jun played the game skillfully. "She wanted me to choose one or two to sponsor, but it was too troublesome to choose, so she just sponsored all of them."

Qin Huai took a deep breath and felt that it was urgent to pass Dean Qin's WeChat to Luo Jun.

"But my money will not be wasted. I will come here regularly to check whether the money is spent where it should be spent. Xiao Qu and Xiao Qin, you two should accompany me to check. I will check the accounts, and you two will do your volunteer work." Luo Jun made clear arrangements for Qin Huai and Qu Jing.

Qin Huai silently gave Luo Jun a thumbs up in his heart. This is what it means to do great things quietly.

You can really do whatever you want with money.

(End of this chapter)