Female-dominated society: I want the world, and I also want all the most handsome men!

"What's your name?"

Yan Nanfei stopped and turned to look at the follower who had been following her.

"My name is Ping An," Ping An replied honestly, his appearance simple and kind.

Yan Nanfei nodded slightly: "Your chieftain said that you will pay for whatever I buy, is that true?"

"Yes," Ping An replied earnestly, "No matter what you buy, my chieftain will make me pay for it!"

A sly glint flashed in Yan Nanfei's smile: "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony!"

When Yan Nanfei wanted to buy the rice from the rice shop's warehouse, Ping An's smile vanished instantly.

Damn it, he only has five hundred taels of silver on him. Where is he supposed to find three bars of gold?

Seeing how restless he was, Yan Nanfei patted him on the shoulder affectionately, giving him clear direction: "Silly child, go back and ask your chieftain for gold bars. I'll be waiting for you here!"

How could Ping An possibly question the future chieftain's wife?

He immediately ran out of the rice shop, rented a fast horse, and galloped towards Qingshan Town to find his chieftain!

Yan Nanfei wasn't in a hurry. Doufu Town was so big; she could just move to another shop later and they wouldn't be able to find her.

After she left safely, she went to a clothing store and bought a complete set of black clothes, a black hat, and all her equipment.

After that, she swept through all the rice shops in Tofu Town in just half an hour.

From then on, the legend of the immortals descending to earth to buy rice reappeared in Tofu Town.

Yan Nanfei found a corner and took off all his black clothes.

I thought no one was around, but out of the pile of junk in the corner, a small, poorly clothed child emerged. It was dirty and I couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl; it was extremely thin.

The little baby has big eyes and sunken cheeks, making him look like an alien.

The little child looked timidly at Yan Nanfei, pointed to the clothes on the ground, and said fearfully, "Auntie, can I have these clothes?"

Yes, it's a girl. I can't tell how old she is; she's too thin.

But is she very old?

Can I call her "older sister"?

Yan Nanfei strode over and looked at the little girl in front of him, as if he were seeing his past self, the way he was bullied when he was a child in the orphanage.

Her heart ached.

She picked up the dirty little baby, not minding that she was dirty or smelly.

"Little sister, where are your parents? Why aren't they with you?" Yan Nanfei smelled the strong odor on her body and felt that she hadn't taken a bath for at least half a month.

The little baby shook his head, his eyes brimming with tears, glistening.

"My parents are dead..." the little girl said nervously. She hadn't been held in a long time and was terrified.

She dared not move in Yan Nanfei's arms, and only said weakly, "Auntie, I'm dirty, don't hold me, I don't have money to buy you new clothes..."

When Yan Nanfei heard that her parents had died and that she had no money to compensate for the loss, he was heartbroken!

When Yan Nanfei came into this world, he almost never saved others easily, but there were always exceptions.

For example, Lin Feng is both affordable and handsome.

For example, the little girl in front of us is pitiful enough.

Yan Nanfei first took the little girl to the inn and booked a room. He paid the waiter to buy the girl a dress and then gave her a bath.

The little girl remained motionless throughout, like a stiff piece of wood, letting Yan Nanfei scrub and wash her.

Yan Nanfei said without exaggeration that the entire bucket of bathwater was black!

Her hair was all tangled.

Ancient soaps couldn't separate her tangled hair at all. Yan Nanfei quietly took out the shampoo from his spatial storage, quickly pressed it twice, and evenly applied the liquid to her hair.

The tangled hair had separated quite a bit, with only a few strands covering it, which refused to obey.

Yan Nanfei had no other choice but to use scissors.

Before cutting, Yan Nanfei asked the little girl for her opinion: "Some of your hair is tangled and can't be washed out, can you cut it?"

She understood how important hair was to girls, especially girls in ancient times.

"Cut..." the little girl said weakly, but without the slightest hesitation.

"Okay." Yan Nanfei received the answer and didn't hesitate. He immediately started cutting off all the tangled hair.

She cut off all the tangled hair and threw it into the trash can.

Yan Nanfei changed the little girl's clothes three times before he could wash her completely clean.

However, she didn't look particularly stunning after taking a bath.

How good-looking can someone who's so skinny be?

Yan Nanfei changed her into a dress that the shop assistant had bought for her, and she looked much more spirited.

She didn't ask the little girl anything, but instead took her to eat first.

The little girl ate very quickly, but Yan Nanfei stopped her: "Eat slowly!"

Her slightly harsh tone slowed the little girl's porridge consumption by at least 70%.

Yan Nanfei wasn't abusing her; it was just that she had been starving for too long, and eating large amounts of meat or too quickly would cause stomach cramps.

It took the little girl about fifteen minutes to finish a bowl of congee.

She glanced longingly at Yan Nanfei, then lowered her eyes again.

How could Yan Nanfei not see the longing in her eyes for a second bowl of congee?

But you can't eat anymore.

Yan Nanfei didn't respond to her, and instead started asking her questions.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

If Yan Nanfei knows her name, he can go to the vicinity of her place and ask around; he's sure to find something.

"My name is Daya..." the little girl answered obediently, but her hands were trembling violently, showing how nervous she was.

Big Sister?

This name does match Zhang Daya.

Yan Nanfei told Daya to rest at the inn, saying she would be back after going out for a bit.

"Auntie, will you really come back?" Daya tugged at Yan Nanfei's sleeve. "Would you lie to me?"

Daya's tears, like strings of pearls, flowed down her cheeks.

Her parents said the same thing when they were lying in bed.

They let Daya go out to play, and when she came back after dark, they would feel better, and they would even take her to buy sugar figurines.

But her parents lied to her. When she returned, her uncle told her that her parents had contracted a contagious disease and died, their bodies burned in a fire.

She didn't even get to see her parents one last time..."

"Then shall I take you with me?" Yan Nanfei couldn't bear to see the look in Da Ya's eyes, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

Daya nodded emphatically: "Thank you, Auntie. I'll be very good and won't make you angry..."

Yan Nanfei forced a smile: "Hmm, Da Ya, how old are you this year?"

Yan Nanfei thought that, judging from her height, she was at most three years old.

As it turned out, Daya actually said she was five years old!

Yan Nanfei couldn't believe it. If Daya was five years old, how could she have gone from a normal-sized Daya to looking like a three-year-old girl?

How much more suffering she must have endured!

Yan Nanfei's eyes reddened, and he forced back his tears, refusing to let them fall.