The story of a cook

Chapter 502 Donations
The next day, I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor during my lunch break. The doctor said that my sciatic nerve was oppressed, which caused the nerve in my left leg to pass, which could easily cause a short-term loss of consciousness. I prescribed some Chinese medicine pills to eat.This is different from what Dr. Fuxin said. Dr. Fuxin said that it was a short-term loss of consciousness caused by increased intracranial pressure.The two theories have one thing in common, both of which are transient loss of consciousness.They also told me to drink less in the future.

It seems that this wine really needs to be drunk less.

[-] was an uneasy year for China.

May NO.12 At 28:7 p.m., an earthquake measuring 38 on the Richter scale occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan. The earthquake damaged an area of ​​more than 8000 square meters, causing nearly [-] deaths, [-] injuries, and [-] people. The disappearance is the most destructive earthquake since the founding of China, and it is also the earthquake with the most serious casualties after the Tangshan earthquake.

The day after the earthquake, there were very few people eating in the restaurant.After such a big event happened in China, it really shouldn't be necessary to go to a restaurant to eat.It's not that I am patriotic, but as a Chinese, my heart is tugging at this time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I received a call from the old man.

"Old Tan, did you know about the Wenchuan earthquake?" the old man asked.

"Got it." I said.

"It's serious, grade eight."

"Yes."

"What can our restaurant do?" he asked.

"Donate some money." I said.

"That's what I mean too. We want to go together." He said, "I'll contact the Binhai Red Cross, and you should start preparing for the old store's employees to raise donations now."

After talking with the old man on the phone, he told Manager Chen and Mr. Wang about the donation, and they both agreed.I said that donations are voluntary. Employees cannot be forced to donate as much as they can. However, the management should donate more.The two of them said it was the same thing, so they set a price of [-] for each manager.

During the regular meeting in the evening, I told all the employees about the donation, and the employees also supported it, and started donating on the spot.Starting from the management staff, Mr. Wang took the lead. He, Manager Chen, and I all donated [-], the rest of the management personnel donated [-], employees donated [-], some donated [-], [-], and [-].When I was waiting for the elder sister of Sichuan to donate, I asked her if her hometown was Wenchuan. She said yes, and she kept calling her family after she found out about the earthquake, but she couldn’t get through. Tears came down as she spoke.I said big sister, you don’t need to donate, if you have time go home and have a look.The eldest sister cried and said that everyone was donating money to her hometown Wenchuan, she was very moved, and she donated a little bit herself.

The eldest sister donated ten yuan, and after the donation, she shed tears and bowed deeply to everyone.

That moment was very touching, and I saw tears in the eyes of many employees——
I couldn’t feel it at the scene. At that moment, I felt that there was a touch between people, and at the same time I was proud of being a Chinese, because the Chinese really support each other in difficulties—this is the spirit of a nation.

In the past few days, I was heartbroken by the Wenchuan Earthquake, and I was also deeply moved by the people of my country.Countless soldiers, fire officers and soldiers, medical staff, volunteers, foreign friends, etc. rushed to Wenchuan, where they fought against the god of death, raced against time, and snatched back fresh lives one by one.In addition, people all over the country are donating money and materials for the people affected by the disaster in Sichuan. With a sum of money, batches of materials and resources are continuously sent to Sichuan and Wenchuan, which is touching.

The Chinese nation will always be a cohesive nation!

I discussed with Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen, can we ask the diners to donate some money?Mr. Wang said that the donation must be approved by the civil affairs department, otherwise it will break the law.I said, I know this, our family has made donations to the Red Cross, and all the donated money goes through the Red Cross to the disaster-stricken area, which is not illegal.Besides, who would dare to make fun of this money at this time?

"What I mean is that our entire donation box is placed there. When customers see it, they can donate if they want to.

Manager Chen said: "That's fine, maybe some customers will donate."

Mr. Wang said, "Try it, it's not against the law."

I said: "We don't have a long-term plan, just try it for two days. Let's write the name of every guest who donates money on red paper and stick it on the wall of our hall, so it's clear at a glance."

"I guess no one is willing to write their names—try it." Mr. Wang said.

Just do what you say, find a white wine box and paste a donation box with red paper, put it in the lobby on the second floor, and see if the guests who have dinner at night have donated.

It's best if you don't pull it down, and obey the destiny as you wish. In other words, once you do good deeds, there is no good or bad.

After finishing work at 07:30 in the evening, I came to the lobby on the second floor, saw Zhou Xiaomei standing by the donation box, and asked, "Is there anyone to donate?"

She smiled, and you could tell the result by looking at her smile.

"Not many, just look at it. Just now a man threw five yuan into it, and two children threw two one-dollar coins into it." She said.

I smiled and said, "They're all so ruthless."

"It's not heartless, people think we're cheating," she said.

"It's not so blatant to cheat." I said.

Looking at the guests in the hall, I feel a little emotional.

Zhou Xiaomei said: "That's fine, at least someone donated, and it's not in vain."

I could hear her comforting me.

"Where's Mr. Wang?" I asked.

"He knows a guest in a private room, and he went over to toast." She said.

I nodded and said to her: "You hold the box and follow me."

"What?" she asked.

"You can come with me."

I walked ahead, and she followed behind holding the donation box.Came to the middle of the hall and stopped. She looked at me and stood still.

"Dear guests, good evening everyone!" I said loudly.

The voice was quite loud, and the diners could hear it. The noisy hall just now quieted down, and they all looked at me.

"Excuse me for a few minutes." I said: "First of all, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all of you. The Qinghua Pavilion can last for a few days, and it is inseparable from the support of the good friends here. Here, on behalf of all the staff of Qinghua Pavilion, thank you all." !"

Successfully attracted the attention of the guests in the hall, and continued: "As the saying goes, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I believe everyone has been paying attention to the Wenchuan earthquake these days. To be honest, this earthquake is an unprecedented disaster. More than 7 compatriots lost their lives, more than 1 were injured, more than 10 were missing, and tens of thousands were homeless. We also saw it on TV, our prime minister went, our soldiers went, Our fire officers and soldiers have gone, and there are countless volunteers. They are rescuing injured lives on the ruins, and they are racing against time. I saw that many officers and soldiers were bleeding from their fingers, but they are still persisting. The most important thing is to save one more life. I also saw a report that when the earthquake hit, the teacher of a school tried his best to send the students out of the classroom. Finally, the roof collapsed. A human-shaped support was supported by both hands and legs. When the rescuers broke through the rubble, the three students were rescued safely, but the teacher lost his life, but when he was dying, he was still on all fours, tightly protecting his body The student under him, with his frail body, propped up the immortal backbone of our Chinese nation!"

"Dear friends, our Chinese nation is an immortal nation. The 5000-year history lets us know that we are descendants of the Yellow Emperor and the descendants of the dragon. We know more deeply that the Chinese people are a real family, and the blood flows in our veins. What we have is the blood of the Chinese nation, and we have the spirit of a great nation in our bones! We deeply know that if one side is in trouble, all sides will support us, because we are a united nation and a Chinese!"

"The Chinese nation is a great country. No matter how great the difficulty is in front of the sons and daughters of China, it is insignificant when divided by [-] billion. No matter how small the contribution is multiplied by [-] billion, it will become an ocean of love!"

"Today you, extend a helping hand and dedicate your heart's love. Wenchuan compatriots will remember you, Sichuan compatriots will remember you, and China's 14 billion brothers and sisters will remember you. Because of you, our China will be strong , because of you, our Huaxia will always stand in the east of the world, strong and brilliant!"

"Here, on behalf of the brothers and sisters in Wenchuan, I would like to thank everyone and give you a deep bow, thank you—"

Bow ninety degrees——

The applause sounded and lasted for a long time.

"Bring the donation box here, beauty, our table comes first—" someone shouted.

Zhou Xiaomei ran over excitedly holding the donation box.

"Beauty, then come to our table—"

"Our table also donates—"

"---"

To be honest, my eyes are moist at this time.

I feel like I have done something very meaningful.

Going to the stairs and standing there, watching Zhou Xiaomei walk over from table to table with the donation box in her arms. Every time she walked to a table, someone would stand up and put money into the donation box. Zhou Xiaomei took out a pen and asked the donor to leave his or her name. Everyone waved their hands, then sat down with a smile.Zhou Xiaomei bowed to him and said thank you.

I was very excited when I saw this scene - the Chinese are still caring.

Proud of being a Chinese.

"Old Tan, you are the best." Mr. Wang and Manager Chen came over at some point, Mr. Wang said.

"It's great, I think it's okay." At this time, there is no need to be humble.

Manager Chen smiled and said, "Old Tan, you are my idol now."

"Why didn't you see your eyes full of little stars?" I joked.

"I'd better give you a kiss." Manager Chen said with a smile.

I said like that: "Going home, there are so many people, it's not good to look at."

President Wang and Manager Chen laughed.

I said to Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, I will leave the rest to you. I will go back to the kitchen."

"Well, don't worry, I'll take care of it." Mr. Wang replied.

I went downstairs and went back to the kitchen. I was in a happy mood. Everyone was pleasing to the eye. I made a joke with Bao Peng. I was very happy to see him want to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh. Yes, I dare not laugh anymore.

In a good mood, I packed a dumpling, bought two or three taels of spicy duck intestines on the way back to the dormitory, and had a few drinks.

While I was drinking, Ma Shuli came, saw me drinking and said, "You drink as soon as you think about it."

I said, "I'm happy today, have a drink."

"Do you know? As soon as we received the order for the dumplings at 08:30, we knew it was yours. No one packed the dumplings except you," she said.

"You all know this? What if it was ordered by a customer?" I asked.

"Every customer orders writes down the station number," she said.

I think so too.

"Drinking again, your legs don't hurt anymore?" she asked.

"I didn't see that I was alive and kicking, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's okay." I said.

She turned around and took a takeout box, which contained spicy fried haggis.

"Bring your own food and drink with you," she said.

This surprised me, so I quickly asked her to sit down.

"Why do you want to drink today?" I asked.

"Just like you, in a good mood." She smiled.

"What's the matter?" I asked in disbelief.

She laughed, "Wang Hong and Zhang Chunmei called me out, they didn't want to go with them, they lied and said they were uncomfortable, but they didn't go, it's okay to walk halfway and think about drinking some wine, knowing you have wine, go to a small restaurant to pack a sheep Miscellaneous, come here to drink with you." Then he said: "I don't stop when I go back, those little girls in the dormitory don't sleep in the middle of the night, making a lot of noise."

I said, "Then let's have a drink."

(End of this chapter)