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Chapter 7 - Working As A Chef In A Nursing Home

The Jade Rabbit falls in the west, and the Golden Crow rises in the east.

Get up early, have a cup of black coffee, and run ten kilometers on an empty stomach without oxygen!

Start running!

Li Heng did not pursue speed and ran ten kilometers for more than an hour.

[Ding, you have completed a ten-kilometer jog, and your running proficiency +10]

Running Level 2 (140/500)

After running, Li Heng went home and had a simple breakfast.

Now the fat-reducing meals he cooks have reached the level of those in small restaurants outside, so he is quite satisfied with his meals.

Although I have been eating very lightly this week, I can see positive feedback every day, and I can persevere no matter how hard and tired I am.

After eating, I put away Bobo and took the elevator down to the first floor.

Find your own black Volkswagen.

His car is very ordinary, just a mobility scooter costing over RMB 100,000. His parents bought it for him to encourage him to find a partner.

The same goes for houses.

However, buying him a house and a car has exhausted the family's savings.

Over the years, a big reason why he worked so hard was to pay off his mortgage.

The monthly mortgage payment of 5,000 yuan was like a mountain weighing on him, preventing him from slacking off at all.

Sometimes he couldn't imagine how difficult it was for families with mortgages, car loans, and children.

Is it enough to earn several thousand yuan a month?

With the sound of an engine sound, Li Heng drove towards the nearest nursing home.

......

Shengkang Nursing Home.

This nursing home is old.

The slightly old door stood quietly. The door was newly painted and exuded a pungent smell.

After Li Heng simply registered his information at the guard's office and stated that he wanted to be a volunteer, the guard called him and asked him to wait.

Not long after, a girl in her twenties, with fair skin and petite figure came over.

"Hello, where did you see the information recruiting volunteers?" the girl asked.

"I learned about it from a friend before. I heard that this place recruits volunteers all year round, so I came over to ask."

He learned this news from a colleague who is a Christian and volunteers every Sunday to help others for free.

He didn't understand before. He was tired enough from going to work every day, so how could he still have time and energy to help others?

But now he has some understanding. Helping others is quite sacred, which makes his heart very bright, and some worries seem to have disappeared.

No wonder some rich people like to do charity. Although they have some ulterior motives, they are mostly for peace of mind.

"Oh, that's right." The girl nodded and continued, "Have you ever been a volunteer before?"

Li Heng shook his head: "No, I'm good at cooking. I want to be a chef for a while. Are you still recruiting people?"

Hearing this, the girl looked at Li Heng for a few times. She seemed to be very satisfied with Li Heng's figure and said with a smile:

"It's a coincidence that you came here. Master Wang in the back kitchen is on sick leave and won't be back for ten days. We are short of people now. You can try to go to the back kitchen."

Li Heng was overjoyed when he heard this and said quickly: "Okay!"

The girl nodded and said: "Then you come with me. In addition, let's add a contact information. If you still want to volunteer in the future, just come to me."

Li Heng nodded lightly.

After adding the contact information, I asked for their names and made notes.

Li Heng looked at the girl's name.

White pear blossom.

After looking at the other person a few more times, he was indeed quite white.

Shengkang Nursing Home is not big, with only two six-story tube buildings and about 300 elderly people.

The road surface is dilapidated and still retains the style of the last century.

Along the way, people kept saying hello to Bailihua, and Bailihua responded one by one, looking very enthusiastic and lively.

Even Li Heng, who was following him, felt much better.

Sure enough, sadness is contagious, and so is happiness.

Bai Lihua led her to the canteen.

As soon as they entered the cafeteria, the two heard a burst of noise.

When Bai Lihua heard the movement, her expression changed slightly and she walked in quickly.

But they saw an old man in his seventies quarreling with a middle-aged chef. The two of them were arguing fiercely.

"You're such an old man. You find the food unpalatable every day. If you can afford it, you can live in a high-end nursing home."

"Bah! I think back then, when I first moved in, Master Liu's craftsmanship was much higher than yours. You're not good at it, but you still have the nerve to say that the old man is picky?!"

"Okay, you think the food cooked by Master Liu is delicious, why don't you go find him?"

"Hmph, the old man will go down there to find him sooner or later! Do you still need to remind me?"

have to!

Li Heng finally understood.

Master Liu has passed away, but the old man still misses his cooking.

Bailihua walked between the two of them and said helplessly: "Mr. Sun, can't you just stop for a while?"

When the old man named Mr. Sun saw Bai Lihua coming, a chrysanthemum-like smile immediately appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Oh, little Lihua is here. Sit down quickly and chat with the old man. This stupid cook will only quarrel with the old man every day."

Mr. Sun said happily.

Bai Lihua shook her head and said, "Mr. Sun, I'll come and chat with you when I have time. I have something else to do today."

When Sun Laoyi heard this, he looked disappointed.

Sudden.

He saw Li Heng standing at the door, pointed at Li Heng and asked: "What is this fat young man doing here? Is he trying to snatch the pear blossoms from the old man?"

When Li Heng heard this, his head suddenly darkened.

Can you speak?

I am fat, but you don't even say that, it hurts people's self-esteem.

As for Bai Lihua, she is indeed very pretty, but they have just met her and don't even understand her.

You haven't even written your horoscope yet, you old man, don't mess around.

Li Heng complained in his heart.

Bai Lihua explained: "Mr. Sun, this is the chef who is here to volunteer today."

"It's strange, it's really strange. This shabby nursing home even has chefs as volunteers. Fat young man, just because of your fat body, I believe that your cooking skills are good."

Mr. Sun said with a smile.

Li Heng suddenly had another black line.

This old man's mouth is so damn bad, he just picks out the shortcomings.

No wonder it made the middle-aged chef so angry that he cursed.

Li Heng nodded: "I had nothing to do at home and wanted to practice my skills, so I came to Shengkang Nursing Home to be a volunteer."

Upon hearing that he was here to practice his skills, the three people in the cafeteria were a little unhappy.

Especially Mr. Sun, who came from the famine years and despised waste the most.

He immediately frowned and said, "Young man, every rice is hard-earned. This is not a place where you just waste food."

The middle-aged chef named Wan Qiang is the second in command of the canteen.

Since Chef Wang took sick leave, he became the acting chef, so Mr. Sun's fire was focused on him.

This was very painful for him. Although his eloquence was good, he was still not as good as Mr. Sun's skills of more than seventy years. He was often scolded so badly that he wished he could resign in anger.

Therefore, he is not in a bad mood at all now. When he heard that a new chef had arrived and he could help share some of the work, he felt much better.

"Young man, welcome to your arrival. By the way, how are your cooking skills?"

Before Mr. Sun could speak, Wan Qiang took the initiative to talk and asked.