At 10:30 in the morning, Song Jue, Yang Nian'an, and Hu Qing called it a day. They earned a total of 6,045 yuan.

Mi Ke was surprised when he heard the numbers, and Lu Yansheng also looked at them.

Only one hour.

Song Jue said: "An An and I made 2,000 yuan, and the rest is all thanks to Sister Hu Qing. She danced several times and was super beautiful."

Hu Qing did not take the credit and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, you two are very powerful. I happened to be recognized by the fans and relied on their sponsorship."

"Okay, that's great," Miko interrupted them funny, and got down to business, "Now we have enough money, and we have a lot more to come out, so let's take 2,000 yuan to buy groceries, and give the rest to

The old people buy some condolences, such as rice, grain, oil and noodles."

No one has any opinion.

When assigning tasks, Bai Su took the initiative to stand with Hu Qing and took Yang Nian'an away at the same time, "Let's buy condolences for the elderly."

She then told Mi Ke: "I bought 7 jins of pork and 5 jins of shrimps. I haven't bought the others yet. I don't have enough money." She handed over the remaining twenty yuan.

Miko responded.

The two teams separated again and went shopping separately.

After all the purchases were made, it was already noon.

They randomly found a restaurant to have lunch, then returned to the village with two carriages full of food, and started preparing dinner for the elderly.

There were too many ingredients to process, and it was too late for the six of them alone, so the staff of the program team also rolled up their sleeves to help.

Mi Ke and Lu Yansheng are the chefs and have been busy at the stove all afternoon.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sun was about to set, and all twelve dishes were finally finished.

A large pot of rice and steamed buns are also steamed.

The elderly people brought their own bowls and chopsticks and waited in the square early, where the program team set up three long tables for the elderly people to sit down and eat.

After a busy afternoon, Miko watched the old people in the square eating deliciously and felt satisfied.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lu Yansheng carrying the medical kit towards him again. Mi Ke was startled, and then hid his left hand behind his back.

Lu Yansheng stopped in front of him and said, "Take it out."

Mico's expression was relaxed, trying to fool him, "There's really no problem."

"But your ears are red." Lu Yansheng glanced at him and said softly.

"..." Miko coughed.

Oops.

Lu Yansheng stopped talking and grabbed Mi Ke's left hand which was hidden behind his back. There was a cut on his index finger, which he had accidentally cut while chopping vegetables.

The wound was deep but no longer bleeding.

Lu Yansheng took out the iodophor and disinfected the wound very gently.
Chapter completed!