"Do you know how to weave straw mats? Weave it like this, five straw mats for a nest head, one or two nest heads, one or two nest heads, men and women are not limited, raise their hands to weave straw mats, raise their hands for me to see. ”

This time, she was the only one shouting and walking back and forth behind the rejection horse, making sure that the homeless people who were close to the rejection could hear it, and then passing it on to the people behind to know, and there would always be people who would stand up and test the truth with half-belief.

After trying again for a while, the crowd finally saw someone hesitantly raising his hand, it was a rickety man, unkempt and unkempt to tell his age at all.

"I, I can make up, I'm a contempt." The man's voice was as thin as a mosquito, but fortunately he was not human, and he could still hear his self-introduction.

"Okay, you come and get the materials." Zhao Lin pointed his finger, "Come from there, five mats are replaced with a nest head, and they can only be changed after they are braided, and they must be the same as the samples, and those that do not meet the standards are not counted." ”

The man staggered through the crowd according to the instructions of the presence, and for this short distance he did not go well, and was constantly stumbling over other jealous outcasts, or deliberately blocking his way, and stumbling to the rejection of the horse, and standing in the roadside field and talking.

"Do you really know how to weave mats?"

"I can weave it, my family has been a contemptuous craftsman for generations, and I will weave a straw mat."

"Then you make it up and I'll take a look." Zhao Lin asked the maid to give the man a few sticks of hay, and looked at his starting technique, whether he was skilled or not to know whether he was telling a lie or not.

In fact, as soon as the man stretched out his hands, he knew that he must be a craftsman, but he could see that he hadn't done this for a long time, and his technique was a little rusty at first, but fortunately, he quickly found his feel and finished weaving those few grasses neatly.

"Come, you take a look at this mat first, it should be so long and wide, the size is the most important, the four sides don't matter, everyone has their own methods and habits, we don't force this, but you can't be wrong in length, otherwise you will be hungry in vain."

Zhao Lin held a long ruler and showed the length and width of the mat to this man, an expert is an expert, and he knew what to do at a glance, but he couldn't take away the materials of the five mats alone, and the best way was for him to go to the camp of the Bai family army to work, and come back after doing it.

The man hesitated.

"I don't force you, you think about it yourself, there are so many people in you who are homeless, I don't believe that you are the only one who can weave mats, you don't even have a place to live, I am afraid that you will come out to deceive me with materials, take it back and make up the mat for your own use, I don't care about these three melons and two dates."

"No, no, no, I'm really, really......" The man was hungry for a long time, and he became dizzy when he was excited, and he was only gasping for breath halfway through the words.

"If you come with me now, I'll give you a nest to eat first."

"Really, really......?" The man couldn't help but lick his chapped lips.

"The king of Hades is not a hungry soldier, I want people to work, eat my food, give me a good job, if you don't want to do it, go back to be your outcast."

"No, no, no, I'll go, I'll go!" The man turned around tremblingly and glanced at the dense crowd behind him, "I, I'......"

"And family?"

The man nodded.

"Do your family make mats?"

"Yes, yes."

"Why don't you raise your hand?"

"No, don't dare."

"You're stammering?"

"It's not." The man shook his head again and again, but another wave of dizziness hit, "Hungry, no, no strength." ”

"Who are the family members?"

"Mother-in-law and two or two sons."

"How old is the child? Do you really know how to work? If you are too young to work and have to eat, and we can't raise it in vain, the amount of work is on your parents. ”

"The big ones are big, and the little ones are eight or nine years old."

"Okay, bring your family with you."

The man hurriedly thanked him and turned back to look for his family.