I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 422 Black-hearted Philanthropist
"Bah!"

"Bah!"

The SUV stopped in front of the gate of the welfare home. The driver, Sheridan, honked the horn several times, but no sound came from inside.

Several people waited outside for a long time, but no one came to open the gate of the yard.

"Hey, what's going on? It shouldn't be like this. The horn is so loud." Xia Qingdai frowned slightly, "Xie Ruide, please press it again."

"Okay, Miss Earl." Sheridan agreed and honked the horn again, but there was still no movement from inside.

Owen said with an unwavering expression, "Sheridan, go down and see what's going on."

"Ok."

Just as Sheridan opened the car door and was about to jump out, the door of the welfare home finally creaked and slowly opened.

At the same time, a flattering smile appeared at the door: "It turns out that Earl Owen is here."

Sheridan angrily yelled at the doorman, "What are you doing? I've been honking for a long time but you didn't come to open the door. In the whole of Britain, only our Earl Owen has trams with this kind of horn. You should know it when you hear it. Why do you have to react so slowly?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault for being slow to react. You know, there's been a snowstorm and food shortage outside recently, and there are a lot of homeless people causing trouble." The guard opened the door, bent over to lead the way for the SUV, and kept muttering to himself as an explanation.

Xia Qingdai and Owen in the car looked at each other and saw a hint of suspicion in each other's eyes.

This should have been the time for the children to have breakfast, but now everyone heard the sound of the choir.

The SUV drove into the yard of the welfare home and stopped in the open space near the main building. The teachers of the welfare home were already waiting here in a row. It was obvious that they had heard the horn sound just now, and they were probably preparing to welcome them.

Owen got out of the car first, then turned around and stretched out his arm to help Xia Qingdai down.

"Are the children having morning classes?" Xia Qingdai looked around and asked.

Although the tone was calm, it was inexplicably oppressive.

A teacher looked around, and finally stepped forward, trying to be polite and said, "Yes, as you heard, the children are having morning lessons in the music room, learning to sing hymns."

Xia Qingdai was silent for a moment, turned her head to look at Owen, and then said to the teacher in front of her: "Take us to have a look."

"Yes, Mr. Count, Ms. Countess, please follow me." The man raised his hand to lead the way. "The children are in front."

"No, I don't want to see the music room. Show us around the cafeteria, the classrooms, and the children's dormitories."

"Hahaha, but the children just heard that you two were here, and they are very much looking forward to meeting you. There's no rush for the cafeteria, let's go see the children first."

This man obviously looked guilty. When Xia Qingdai mentioned the cafeteria and dormitory, a drop of cold sweat even ran down his forehead. There was definitely something fishy going on.

"Go to the cafeteria and check on the children's breakfast today." Xia Qingdai's face turned cold, and she stared at him without any room for maneuver. "I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you, sir." Owen also said coldly: "Mr. Malfoy, I think you probably forgot where you get your salary from? Please don't ask us to repeat it a second time."

"Yes, yes, I wouldn't dare." Malfoy immediately nodded and led the way.

Based on his performance just now, Xia Qingdai could guess something.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw a long table filled with delicious food, including roast goose, roast chicken, fish and chips, boiled peas, boiled cabbage, and some snacks such as white bread and pineapple buns.

Sheridan couldn't help but mutter, "These orphans are well fed. They are lucky to be able to stay in the welfare home."

But Owen didn't think so. He just snorted coldly, turned around and kicked Malfoy like a whirlwind, and said sternly: "Is this your cafeteria or the children's cafeteria? Tell the truth!"

He didn't believe that this would be the children's breakfast because he smelled a faint aroma of alcohol in the air.

In this snowy season, people outside can hardly get enough food, let alone wine. What kind of wine can a group of children drink?
No matter how good the teachers at the welfare home are, they can't provide alcohol for the children. The food money that Owen arranged for the welfare home did not include the money for alcohol.

Neither Owen nor Xia Qingdai would believe that the teachers hired here would pay for the children's drinks out of their own pockets.

Therefore, there is only one answer. The teachers are enjoying all the delicious food and wine on this table.

Owen saw through everything just from the delicious food and wine on the table. He immediately sent someone to Fucui Villa to invite the butler David to come over and let him use the methods used in the army to deal with spies to deal with these people whose consciences had been emptied. A lion will fight a rabbit with all its strength and will never give any chance of escape.

The final interrogation result was as Owen expected. The cafeteria was indeed the teachers' territory.

Just now when they honked the horn outside the door, people were eating and drinking lavishly here, while the children were huddled in the cold classroom eating porridge.

They thought that it was their kindness to give the children a mouthful of porridge. After all, it was not reasonable for a child without a father or a mother to have two meals a day. Having no food for the next meal was the life an orphan should live.

But they gave the children two meals a day without any compromise - even if it was just thin porridge, it was something that the hungry people outside would love to have.

The weather was gloomy and the clouds in the sky looked like it would snow heavily at any time. All the respectable people were hiding in front of the fireplace at home, drinking and warming themselves. Who would go out?

So they never expected that the masters of Fucui Villa would come at this time, catching them off guard.

If it was just the teachers who ate well, Owen and Xia Qingdai would not be angry. After all, the servants in their villa also ate the same "God-given" delicacies as them.

But the abominable thing is that they withheld the children’s food expenses and used the money to buy alcohol!
In fact, with the amount of food Xia Qingdai fed, everyone could have eaten white bread with fish and chips. But this group of people shamelessly took the white flour and other ingredients that belonged to the children and sold them in the market.

In such bad weather, selling grain without any cost would naturally make a fortune. As long as they sold it at a price slightly lower than the grain merchants, many people would flock to it.

It was just two days after I did this that I was caught.

They couldn't understand why all charitable organizations in the world were the same. The superior people with a broad mind would not care how the people below used the money they distributed. Why didn't the people at Fucui Villa play by the rules?