Female supremacy: sweet girl turns into a rough woman, farming and starting a business to support he

After Peng Yu divided the people into groups, he gave each person the key to the corresponding room. He also showed them where the toilet, bathroom, kitchenette and well were, and then let them clean up their own rooms.

Yang Yan and Tang Xiaoyu were assigned to the same group. They were both very happy because they had been hired by the same agent before and had gotten to know each other over the past few days.

They came to the door of Room 101 together. Yang Yan took out the key and opened the door. They saw a single wooden bed on each side of the wall, covered with straw and mats.

There were pillows and quilts on the straw mat, and a cabinet as tall as the bed at the head of the bed. There was a long cabinet against the wall at the foot of the bed, and then there was a wooden barrel and a wooden basin, with a handkerchief in the basin.

There is a rectangular table and two stools by the window, and there is a kettle and two cups on the table.

After walking in, I found a broom and an oil-paper umbrella hanging behind the door. Were they really sold as slaves? Why did they live in a place that was so much better than their own homes?

"Brother Yang Yan, pinch me, am I dreaming?"

Yang Yan pinched his arm directly. Hiss, he was not dreaming, this was real.

"Xiaoyu, where are you sleeping?"

Tang Xiaoyu saw that he was standing on the right side and said, "Then I'll sleep on the right side." After saying that, he walked towards his bed and rolled over excitedly a few times on the bed. He finally had his own bed!

Peng Yu returned to his room, sat at the table and poured himself a glass of water, but he still couldn't calm down his inner restlessness.

He stood out from 158 people for this workstation, and no one expected that he could actually manage people, so this workstation is really a small manager.

A few days ago, the first batch of workstations for Lin Jiaojiao’s family were announced.

There are two dormitory managers, one male and one female, and the monthly salary is 300 wen.

A cook is paid 500 coins per month.

One kitchen helper, 400 coins per month.

A dishwasher is paid two hundred coins a month.

A handyman is paid two hundred coins a month.

Two grooms, each paid one tael of silver per month.

Although he didn't know what a dormitory manager was, he signed up for every work position except the groom. Almost everyone in the village signed up for these few work positions, and the threshold of the headman's house was almost trampled down.

It was even more amazing when I found out later: food and lodging were provided, and the carriage was used for free for teaching. Except for the dormitory manager who had to stay in the hospital, everyone else who didn't want to live here would receive a subsidy of 30 cents per month.

He was the only one in his family who won the job through competition. The whole family was happy for a long time. Even many people from the same village often came to his house to get close to him, mainly because it was so prestigious to work at Lin Jiaojiao's house.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he stood up, walked to the door and shouted, "Kids, it's time to have lunch."

When the boys in the room heard this, they all ran out and followed Peng Yu. After walking out of the men's dormitory, he led the boys towards the cafeteria.

Because the canteen had only been in operation for a short time, Zhao Yang came to help supervise them, mainly to see if they were cutting corners. After all, this was the area where the most profit could be made.

Even the ingredients were delivered every two days after Lin Jiaojiao went to town to negotiate, and she didn't hire a purchasing agent.

Peng Yu brought the teenagers to the cafeteria. There were three basins and a bucket on the long table in front. Peng Yu picked up the rectangular ceramic plate and a small bowl on the table. The plate was divided into four parts, three of which were used for food, and the remaining one was used for the small bowl.

"Serve your own food and soup. Take as much as you want. If it's not enough, you can add more, but don't waste it."

"Got it, Dormitory Manager Peng."

They imitated Peng Yu's every move. When they saw that the bowl contained white rice, a meat dish and a vegetable, and even the soup was tofu and egg drop soup, everything here was too strange to them. What kind of magical place was this?

What they don't know is that everyone else finds it strange except them.

When Peng Yu came yesterday, Zhao Yang had already taught him, but today he came with a group of people, and the feeling was different.

He really liked this dormitory manager job. His father-in-law even told him to take some good things home, but he would not be so stupid. Lin Dadan said that there would be rewards for mutual supervision and reporting.

He would never give such a good job to others. He has good food, good accommodation and a leisurely life. He doesn't have to take care of his parents-in-law. It's simply too good to be true.

Everyone had a big meal at noon. The food was so delicious with salt, flavor and meat. We didn’t dare to take a nap when we returned to the house, for fear that it would all be a dream when we woke up.

After lunch break, Peng Yu took them to the bakery. Lin Yizhi, Zhou Xiaofeng, and Lin's father also came with Lin Fei, and the two teams met.

"Master, you are here. These people behind me are the ones sent by Manager Lin."

Then he turned around and introduced him to the teenagers and asked them to call people.

"Hello, Master, Hello, Husband, Hello, Master Zhou."

After Peng Yu watched Zhou Xiaofeng and the others lead the teenagers into the workshop, he turned and left.

After the boys entered the house, they saw that the space was very large. There were two large stoves and water tanks in front of the door. There were several things that looked like stoves and cabinets full of jars on the walls, and there were four large long tables connected in the middle of the room.

Zhou Xiaofeng told them what time to get up and go to work every day, what they needed to do every day and explained the things in the bakery. There were exactly ten bread kilns, and each person was in charge of one.

After dividing it, he led them to start kneading the dough. He and Lin Yizhi each taught five students, while Lin's father and Lin Fei watched on the side.

Lin Yizhi and Zhou Xiaofeng saw that the apprentices were learning the ropes quickly. Even the youngest, Huang Xiaohe, kneaded the dough into a smooth and delicate texture.

Now all they need to do is prepare the ingredients for making bread, and the rest of kneading the dough will be left to the apprentices.

They also assigned two apprentices to do kneading, and taught them how to shell the mung beans, fry the mung bean paste and press it into molds, and also make the mung bean cakes needed for tomorrow.

On the other side, Lin Dadan was also teaching apprentices how to drive a horse-drawn carriage. Two young women were chosen, one of whom was Lin Fen, the youngest daughter of the village head, and the other was Lin Shanshan, who had cows at home and knew how to drive them.

Nanshancheng Zhishi Dessert Shop.

Lin Jiaojiao didn't take a nap, mainly because she couldn't sleep, because Lin Yiyan kept rubbing his waist from time to time, which reminded her of the madness of last night. She really wanted to say something but stopped herself.

She let him have a good rest at noon. After seeing him sleeping soundly, she took out the hand blender she had exchanged last time from her backpack, disassembled it, and carefully observed its principle.

We also designed a hand-cranked mixer by combining the structure of the fan truck that blows grains here. If it works, we can then make butter and whipped cream later.

It’s really great that I can become Lu Ban No. 7.

After Lin Yiyan woke up, he sat next to Lin Jiaojiao, watching her draw while she was embroidering clothes. From time to time, he would ask a question or two about something he didn't understand. He was no longer surprised by the strange things she drew.

After dinner, Lin Jiaojiao prepared bath water for him, let him take a good bath to relax, then closed the door and went out.

His clothes fell to his feet. He looked down at his fair skin covered with bruises of varying sizes, and a blush appeared on his face.

It disappears so slowly...