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

"That's right, we'll assign you some work."

Yan Nanfei told him to stop and not to press the button anymore.

Although she was so comfortable that she didn't want to get up, other people's hands are still hands, and it must be so tiring!

Moreover, kneeling for a long time causes knee pain.

If you kneel and break it, how can you perform well?

"As you know, my shop is almost finished with renovations. I'll need to hire a manager and sales staff. Regardless of the position, they'll all need some degree of eloquence, sales skills, and math ability."

(Hello, I'm the author. Since I couldn't find what salespeople were called in ancient times, they were called "shop assistants" or "waiters" in Chinese. So I'll just call them salespeople.)

If you know what salespeople were called in ancient times, please tell me so I can correct the terminology. Please forgive any shortcomings; I apologize to everyone!

Lin Feng's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief: "Miss Yan, are you serious?"

Lin Feng never expected that Yan Nanfei would have this idea!

“Of course it is.” Yan Nanfei sat cross-legged opposite him, watching his extremely surprised expression: “Everyone should have their own career or job.”

Of course, aside from some rich kids, they can lounge around like Ge You.

"Moreover, I hope that the people around me can do the work they love." Yan Nanfei said this with a heavy heart.

Because Yan Nanfei has the ability to enable the people around her to live the life they want and to have the jobs they enjoy.

However, most ordinary people have to grit their teeth and do whatever job they have to make a living.

“Miss Yan…” Lin Feng was moved once again. He could no longer remember how many times he had been moved since he met Yan Nanfei and the others.

Every time I think about it late at night, I end up crying in bed.

"No need for words of gratitude." Yan Nanfei understood his sincerity, but after hearing it so many times, he seemed to have developed an immunity to it, becoming somewhat indifferent...

Although Yan Nanfei also felt that this was disrespecting someone's sincerity, she truly felt nothing...

However, although she felt nothing, she was still capable of empathy.

"Show me your abilities and prove to me that choosing you as the manager was the right decision."

Yan Nanfei's eyes held a journey to the stars and the sea; opening a shop was merely a transitional phase for her.

When the time is right, Yan Nanfei will soar to great heights!

Lin Feng straightened his already upright posture even more, his tone firm: "Miss Yan, I will not let you down!"

Lin Feng is incredibly fortunate to have met Yan Nanfei, Feng Shan, and Hua Tuo, among other friends. It's as if his ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke.

"I believe in you." Yan Nanfei had high hopes for him: "Do a good job, and I'll give you a raise!"

Yan Nanfei said something his former boss often said.

The only difference is that Yan Nanfei keeps his word, while his boss only makes empty promises!

She drew Yan Nanfei until he died, but she still didn't get a raise, which infuriated her!

"Thank you, Miss Yan." Lin Feng thought to himself that the silver was not important; what mattered was being able to help Yan Nanfei and relieve her worries.

Yan Nanfei curled his lips and touched his abs: "No need to thank me, we've been in and out of here so many times, we're all old acquaintances."

While others patted his shoulder, Yan Nanfei patted his abs.

The main thing is, what's so great about taking pictures of shoulders? Of course, you'd want to touch the abs if you could.

If you can't feel your abs while wearing clothes, just lift up your clothes and feel them.

You never know what tomorrow will bring, so getting something is a win.

Lin Feng's lower abdomen tightened, and Yan Nanfei raised his eyebrows, feeling excited!

"Alright, that's enough for today. We'll do another massage another day." Yan Nanfei got out of bed first, jumped up and down a couple of times to force his drowsy mind to "reboot."

"Put your clothes on too, I'll take you to catch chickens!" Yan Nanfei said eagerly.

The chickens she bought have been raised for almost half a month, and the eggs in the kitchen are piled up like a small mountain.

It has to be said that these hens really do lay eggs, every single day, making Yan Nanfei extremely satisfied.

Catch chickens?

Lin Feng had never tried it before, and he was filled with anticipation and excitement.

Yan Nanfei opened the chicken coop door and went in with Lin Feng. Working together, they successfully caught a chicken.

Nothing embarrassing happened.

However, embarrassing things soon followed.

The water boiled, and the chicken's feet were tied up.

But neither of them knows how to kill a chicken!

Yan Nanfei looked at the hen, then at the knife in Lin Feng's hand.

Thinking of just taking a knife and cutting its neck?

But will this work?

“Miss Yan, let me give it a try.” Lin Feng volunteered. She could see the eagerness in Yan Nanfei’s eyes, and she couldn’t let Yan Nanfei do something so dangerous.

What if I accidentally hurt her?

Fengshan will probably strangle him...

Lin Feng trembled as he imagined Feng Shan's furious, out-of-control state.

"Can you do it?" Yan Nanfei wondered. Lin Feng had never lifted a finger before, and had only recently learned to start a fire and cook. Could he kill a chicken now?

Lin Feng bit his saliva: "I've seen the practice of closing mountains to kill chickens, so it should be fine."

"I just need to trouble Miss Yan to help me hold the chicken's feet."

Lin Feng can't handle this alone, at least not right now.

"it is good!"

Yan Nanfei nodded, grabbed the hen's foot, and placed the empty bowl above the hen's neck to catch the hen's blood.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, then slashed the knife hard, the crowing of a rooster shattering the silence of the village.

Yan Nanfei gripped the hen's feet tightly, not daring to move. The hen's sharp squawking stopped, and drops of blood fell into the bowl.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the hen had died, he told Yan Nanfei, "Miss Yan, give me the chicken."

Yan Nanfei released her hand; the warmth of the hen's foot still lingered in her palm.

Lin Feng put the hen in a basin of boiling water to heat it up, while Yan Nanfei took the chicken blood away and put it in the kitchen.

Zhang Daya really likes to eat chicken roe, so I saved some for her.

When Yan Nanfei came out again, Lin Feng was already plucking chicken feathers.

Yan Nanfei took out two low stools from the corner of the main room: "Come on, sit down and let's pluck the chicken feathers together."

Yan Nanfei sat down naturally.

Lin Feng pulled up the chicken's upper body, Yan Nanfei pulled up the chicken's lower body.

"Miss Yan, let me pick these." Lin Feng's voice was gentle and refined: "Why don't you go to the field and pick some vegetables?"

Lin Feng did not use a commanding tone, but rather an inquiring one.

Even if he had the guts of a water vat, he would never order Yan Nanfei to do anything.

Picking green vegetables?

"Alright, then take your time pulling them out." Yan Nanfei got up, went into the kitchen and took out a basket: "If you get tired of pulling them out, just leave them there and I'll pull them out when I get back."

After all, Lin Feng had been massaging her for so long, his hands must have been trembling from exhaustion.