"No banquet, these are all for the refugees to eat," Yan Huan replied.
"Huh?"
"Refugees?"
Upon hearing the word refugees, the boss's expression instantly changed.
"Friend, the goods I have here are high-end. How can they be given to those lowly foreign refugees? It's simply a waste of heavenly treasures."
"Please think about it carefully. These foods are so good..."
"?" Yan Huan eyed the boss. "Isn't food just meant for people to eat? What's the difference between good and bad?"
"If you keep nagging, I'll return the goods."
"Uh... fine." The boss helplessly shut his mouth.
Returning to the temple, Yan Huan distributed the food and set up the large iron cauldron.
"Lord Yan Huan, we are really full." The female leader was very embarrassed.
"Mom~ I can still eat!" The little girl was very excited when she saw Yan Huan set up the big pot.
"Look, isn't there someone who can keep eating?" Yan Huan tossed the soup base into the pot and said righteously:
"I've been out for so long, you must be hungry again. Take advantage of now to keep at it."
Once they finished this meal and rested for a while, he would have to send them to the shelter.
Although Yan Huan had never been there, the conditions there would definitely be much worse than now.
Especially the food...
According to the restaurant owner, the staple food of the shelter was likely to be hard bread.
Flames rose, heating the broth in the large pot until it made a gurgling sound.
Yan Huan tossed the Earth Beast steak into it, along with some green vegetables, dried bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, and black fungus...
The aroma of the food permeated the surroundings.
Although Yan Huan wanted to bring these refugees into the city, Okhema