Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Eh! You’re so absurd!
Qian Qi left the instance, about to head to the bathhouse to wash off the blood stains on him.
He took a step out of the vegetable garden and immediately locked eyes with a passing child, Child A.
The child looked up, sizing up the "unknown substance" on Qian Qi, inadvertently showing a slightly disdainful look: "...How can a grown-up still get their clothes this dirty?"
Qian Qi: ...
System: [Hahahahaha—]
"Wash it by hand yourself." Child A set the washbasin down in front of her, "You’re not allowed to use the washing machine!"
The washing machines at Bright Orphanage were for washing clothes of children older than 5, while those under 5 had to be hand washed by children like Child A to prevent the soft fabrics from getting roughened by the machines.
As for adults like Qian Qi, they obviously had to wash by hand themselves! It saved water, electricity, and labor—perfect!
Qian Qi awkwardly took the washbasin, intending to explain it wasn’t because she was playing around, "I’m working, I’m earning money, you get it?"
Child A tilted his body slightly, looking behind her, "Is your job killing people and hiding bodies?"
Though young, he wasn’t foolish; he could tell the difference between paint and bloodstains, and given Qian Qi’s bloody odor, it was hard for him to ignore.
"...Don’t talk nonsense; with my small arms and legs, how could I do such a thing?" Qian Qi, usually eloquent, was at a loss for words. She waved her hand, feeling downcast, "Go, go, go, find the Headmistress to play with."
"Headmistress is out, won’t be back until the afternoon." Child A hurriedly followed Qian Qi, "Qian Qi, next time don’t get so dirty, there are lots of kids in the yard, they’ll be scared when they see you."
"Got it, got it." Qian Qi hadn’t expected to be nagged by a little brat one day, she placed the washbasin under the faucet, instructing, "Help me fill it with water, turn it off when it’s full."
Child A watched Qian Qi swagger off to the bathhouse, shaking his head helplessly, turning to pour laundry detergent into the washbasin.
"Sigh, she’s got a temper that’s good enough, but why does she seem even more like a baddie?"
...
After tidying up, Qian Qi brought the dirty clothes to the front yard, seeing Child A using his small hands to shuffle water in the washbasin.
She put the dirty clothes in, "Wash together?"
Child A looked at her with an indescribable expression, "Don’t you have any shame?"
Getting a 7-year-old to wash your clothes?
"Oh come on, if I had shame, would I let you help me wash?" Qian Qi was incredibly thick-skinned, "Wash quickly, tonight I’ll make dumplings with minced meat for you guys."
Child A couldn’t help but shiver suspiciously at Qian Qi.
Every time Qian Qi came out dirty from the vegetable garden, she’d say she’d make them dumplings with minced meat, could it be...
"Won’t the filling be... human meat?" Child A hesitated, covered in goosebumps.
Qian Qi: ???
"Your little head doesn’t look big, how can you imagine such things?" Qian Qi said slightly speechless, "Hurry up and scrub, after washing, go out with me to the supermarket to buy meat!"
"No need to go out, the vegetable delivery guy will be here in the afternoon." Child A scrubbed the clothes with his hands, unable to resist smelling the brain scent on them. Suddenly, he gagged, "Worse than Ah Bao’s poop."
"You even go sniff Ah Bao’s poop?" Qian Qi seized the chance to retaliate, "Ew! You’re such a freak!"
Child A: ???
The two bickered, back and forth until they finished washing the dirty clothes, suddenly a honking sound came from the orphanage’s gate.
Child A turned sharply, "Huh, why did the vegetable delivery guy come so soon?"
"Came ahead?" Qian Qi wiped the water off her hands, "Come on, let’s check it out."
Child A quickly followed Qian Qi, "What to do, Mrs. Liu took the day off, should we find Mrs. Wang?"
Mrs. Liu was the chef in charge of the restaurant, usually responsible for counting vegetable amounts, while Mrs. Wang was an old employee managing the nursery, but babies couldn’t be left unattended, so finding Mrs. Wang would cause some delay.
Qian Qi waved her hand, boldly saying, "No need, I can handle this small matter."
It’s just counting goods and paying money, right?
She’s capable!
At the orphanage gate, Qian Qi saw the vegetable delivery guy jumping off the truck. Upon seeing Qian Qi, he examined her for a few moments, "Where’s your Headmistress?"
"The Headmistress has something to do, isn’t it supposed to be sent in the afternoon?" Qian Qi asked.
"I had something come up this afternoon, need to deliver vegetables to the nearby War Zone." The delivery guy opened the cargo box, "So had to send ahead, where are the other adults?"
"Busy, I can count it myself." Qian Qi extended her hand, "Got an invoice?"
"Here." The delivery guy tore a piece of paper from a small notebook at his waist, handing it to Qian Qi, "Total is 732 bucks, you got the money?"
Qian Qi stared at the invoice for a while, didn’t answer the delivery guy’s question, "Boss, besides vegetables and pork, what other goods do you have?"
"Got everything, common fruits, lamb, beef, chicken, seafoods too, why?" The delivery guy lit a cigarette, puffed a couple of times, "You want to buy something else?"
"From now on, deliver 30 pounds each of apples, bananas, and pears every week, 16 grass carps, 50 pounds each of lamb, beef, and chicken." Qian Qi watched him smoke, directly snatching the cigarette from his mouth, frowning, "Boss, don’t smoke around my kids."
The delivery guy glanced at Child A clinging to Qian Qi’s clothes, curiously peeking from behind, shrugged helplessly, "Alright."
Qian Qi nodded in satisfaction, took out her Light Brain, "Leave an account number, I’ll wire you the money."
"Hey, young man, are you sponsoring this orphanage then?" Upon hearing potential business, the delivery guy perked up, calculating in his accounting book, "This isn’t a small number, if I round it off, that’s still 5466 each week."
"Let me see." Qian Qi leaned over for a look, "Tsk, you’re charging 2.3 bucks per pound for apples? I say, Boss, you’re being unreasonable; at the supermarket, it’s only 1.88 per pound."
"I’ve got delivery costs, young man." The delivery guy patted the truck, "There must be delivery efforts and fees."
"You deliver vegetables weekly, how could you charge delivery fees for apples, chicken, fish, and such? Don’t think you can trick me just because I’m young!" Qian Qi wore a contemptuous look, "Cheating money from kids, in the business circle, you’ll lose face!"
"Alright, alright..." Sweat broke on the delivery guy, not expecting Qian Qi to be so tough, "1.88 for apples, okay?"
"That’s not good enough!" Qian Qi shook her head, "This is a long-term deal, I could go to the nearby market, buy 30 pounds of apples, the vendor would eagerly give me extra ones, lower the price!"
Saying that, she commanded Child A, "Go find me a small stool, just one is enough, today I want to properly converse with the boss!"
The delivery guy watched Child A leave, turned around dumbfoundedly at Qian Qi.
Wait, what? Going for a long negotiation battle?
And why only one stool?
Forcing him to stand???