"Don't rush to open it, let's report to the store first."
"Report for what?"
"Well... Of course, it's work. You have to rely on your own hands for food and clothing, to support yourself."
"Strange, isn't Brother Feng taking me for cultivation? Why are we going to work? I never want to work in my life and the money is gone." Zi Yu pouted with her fingers, feeling very aggrieved.
"A master leads you to the door, cultivation is up to the individual." Feng Yi patted Zi Yu's little head and told her, "I can't be with you all the time - cultivating the mind can also be said as accumulating experience, honing your state of mind - you grew up in a privileged environment and haven't experienced the worries of ordinary people. Only by integrating into life and understanding it can you see many things you don't know about. Many people are not lacking in talent; they might even be more excellent than you and I, yet life restricts their growth."
"But Zi Yu doesn't have any work experience."
