Zhao Lin took the maid and pushed the cart after the preparations, and as he had done yesterday, he went to shout before the rejection of the horse, lured him with food, and continued to recruit people to make mats.

Yesterday's incident fermented among the displaced people overnight, and all the people who were guarding in front of the rejection of the horse today were not yesterday's faces, and when they saw that there was really a group of women pushing the cart coming, many people took the initiative to hold the rejection of the horse and eagerly asked if they wanted to recruit workers, regardless of their hungry and weak bodies.

"Do you still need people today? If you want me, if you want me, I can do anything. ”

"I can weave mats, do you really give them to the nest?"

"I have a few fellow villagers, all craftsmen, can you bring us with you?"

"If you want me, if you want me, I don't eat much, six, no, seven mats for a nest."

"I can do anything, do laundry and cook."

These people who refused horses were all men at the beginning, even if they were weak, they could still squeeze the weaker women and old people behind, but those old and weak women and children were not stupid, and when these men were all holding on to the horses, they squeezed over one after another, and climbed up with the men's backs and heads, regardless of whether they could weave mats or not, as long as they could leave this place of eating people.

Where are the men willing to let women step on their heads, and when they find that they can't pull off, they immediately tear up, and soon develop into a multi-person scuffle, and from time to time someone will be injured on the refusing horse, and then fall to the ground.

As long as the homeless people don't try to climb past the rejection horse, they won't stop the side of the Bai family's army no matter how much they fight.

Zhao Lin did not intervene at the beginning, but let them fight for a while, and when the weakest man fell to the ground, the maids took out a few small firecrackers from the mezzanine under the car, lit them into the crowd of people who were thrown into the fight, and the crackling sound of firecrackers frightened them all at last.

"I can see your skills clearly, I have to be sharp in recruiting people to do things here, and the people I ordered are standing over there."

After finishing speaking, she borrowed a long stick from the soldiers on the side, and pointed out them one by one through the horses, and the people who were ordered walked to the designated place under her gaze, both men, women, and children, all of whom had fought more fiercely just now.

Those who were not selected were pushed away by the homeless people who came up from behind, and they vied with each other to resist the horses, begging the people on the other side to see themselves.

Zhao Lin stayed here until noon, and returned to the camp with more than 100 people who had been picked, and as he did yesterday, he first went to the stream to wash his hands and faces, and then took a small glass of ginger syrup for each person and took him around the camp to recognize the place, and then the men and women were separated, and a tent for twenty people divided the dwellings in this way.

When it came time to distribute the food, the main event came, these hundred or so people were all alone and had no family and friends, so each of them owed much less every day than the four members of the family of the scornmaker, two nests for one meal, a cup of soy milk owed fifteen mats, two meals a day, a total of thirty mats.

These people want to say that they can do a little bit of handicraft but they can't reach the level that experts rely on to make a living from it, so they need a master to teach them, and if they go to the craftsman and let him do it, if they can successfully complete a mat among the apprentices they bring out, reduce their debts by half a mat, that is, the more apprentices they bring out, the more mats they complete, and the more debts he himself is reduced.

The scornsmith's family didn't expect that this was only one day, and their huge daily debts had taken a turn, and they didn't think much about it and even responded, for fear that they would regret it if they agreed to it slowly.

The maid took the craftsman out to make arrangements, only saying that it was the master who taught them to weave mats, and that they would study hard after beating it, and if they couldn't learn it, they would send it out for a new person.