"Come on, come on, come out and say what is written on the lot!"

After Yang Chuanwu came to a sentence, he turned to Gu Siwei: "Siwei, you are going to write."

Gu Siwei was a little confused at this time, because he could use a hard pen, but now people stuffed him with a brush.

"I can't write with a brush, I haven't written much before."

Gu Siwei used a hard pen at that time, even if it was an art pen, but he was really not good at brushes, he had not practiced, and he couldn't control the pen.

Yang Chuanwu said casually: "It's all pens, how can you use it or not?" You can write however you want, and we don't have much time to read here anyway."

The last sentence was close to Gu Siwei's ear.

When Gu Siwei heard him say this, he couldn't help but snort out loud and said, "Everyone doesn't know each other, can you write blindly?" Also, didn't our Zhuangzi sweep illiteracy before, why can't we find a few literate people now? ”

Yang Chuanwu said: "Sweeping is sweeping, but which one of you seems to be able to use words every day?" In a blink of an eye, I forgot all the things I had learned, and pulled out with the, okay, just watch and write."

Gu Siwei shook his head, took the pen and found a piece of paper first, and practiced on it with a brush, the writing is not good-looking, far inferior to his hard pen, but it is still a little bit like it, because the structure of the word is still there, at least it is mixed with a correct tone, it is not good-looking, but it is always recognizable.

"I think it's a gold ingot!"

A guy stood up and said to Yang Chuanwu, and then followed with a sentence: "Draw another gold ingot!" ”

Yang Chuanwu smiled: "I see that you look like a gold ingot, it's too vulgar, and you also have a gold ingot, have you seen what a gold ingot?" ”

"It's as if you've seen it."

Before Yang Chuanwu's words could reach the ground, an old elder below happily opened his mouth without a few teeth and scolded Yang Chuanwu.

Yang Chuanwu was not angry, and said directly: "I really haven't seen it, Sixth Master, have you really seen the gold ingot?" ”

"Just the way his family is poor, have you seen gold ingots? He's seen the golden eggs, and he has to ...... them in a dream."

The other old man began to laugh at him.

Everyone burst into laughter.

After almost a minute, Yang Chuanwu stretched out his hand and pressed it: "Everyone be quiet, or gold ingots?" ”

"If you can't write gold ingots, just write about the six teams of our Liumo Village, right? Let's see if it's okay, the word count is a little more safe."

At this time, a man in his thirties said.

"I said Luan Lao Liu, there is no one in your family who is suitable, which door are you following to be lively?"

"I'm here to have a good time, why can't I?"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to go home and make trouble, seriously, what the hell to write?" Yang Chuanwu asked at everyone again.

Now some people say that they want to write about gold ingots, and some people say that they want to write about the sixth team of Shimo Village, in short, everyone has everything they want to write.

"Is there a letter after all?" Yang Chuanwu asked loudly.

Gu Siwei reached out to him at this time.

"What?"

"Either you can write them all, it's just two pieces of paper anyway."

Gu Siwei really didn't want to wait, not to mention that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, although the few people who worked at his house didn't eat, they all took it home, just below, Gu Siwei saw two or three holding sticks and pastries and gnawing there.

As for where the cakes were originally brought home, it is needless to say that they were either given to the children or to the elders in the family, and now they are all doing this, respecting the old and loving the young is the basic operation.

But Gu Siwei is really hungry now, busy all afternoon, hours of work, it is impossible not to be hungry.

"Okay, that's it, write everything in the four dimensions!"

In the latter sentence, Yang Chuanwu said it to the big guy.

Gu Siwei directly waved his pen, took two pieces of paper, and wrote on them the six groups of gold ingots and stone grinding villages.

"Draw another gold ingot!"

Seeing that Gu Siwei finished writing, Yang Chuanwu said again.

Gu Siwei said: "Don't you want to be fair and just, you let someone else draw this gold ingot!" ”

"That's a good idea!"

When Yang Chuanwu heard this, he immediately asked the guy in front of him to draw gold ingots to come up.

"Uncle, I really can't draw!"

"Then you shout so loudly, hurry up, don't take up the big guy's time, I haven't eaten yet, just come up and draw something!"

Yang Chuanwu saw that this kid was still twisting, and immediately hated that iron could not become steel, and seeing that the kid was dead or alive, he simply went over and carried him directly to the table.

Seeing that this kid was coming, Gu Siwei gave him the brush in his hand.

This kid is really stumped, where has he seen any gold ingots, he has seen the painting, but with his ability, how to draw?!

"You can draw one at random!"

Gu Siwei saw that this kid was worried, and said in his heart: Why, are you really going to draw an identical gold ingot? Don't think about it, just draw a random thing, and it's not easy to recognize the thing you draw as a gold ingot.

"That's right!"

Hearing Gu Siwei say this, this kid finally got his senses and slapped his thigh: "It's not like I can draw whatever I want!" ”

Saying that, I saw this kid holding the pen, the kind of grasping method that Gu Siwei had seen on Journey to the West TV, and Sun Wukong did it like this.

I saw that this kid was about to draw on the blank space of the paper with a pen.

"Don't, don't draw on the words, draw in the blank space."

When Yang Chuanwu saw this kid's frame, he immediately stopped him and said, "Don't draw the words!" ”

Gu Siwei is still strange: how can he still draw the words!

Waiting for this kid to paint, Gu Siwei finally knew the previous understanding of Yang Chuanwu, this kid had no way to control the pen at all, and the painting was miserable.

However, as a mark, it is very qualified, and ordinary people can't imitate it.

"I'll go back first!"

Then there was nothing to do with himself, so Gu Siwei said to Yang Chuanwu.

Yang Chuanwu said: "Wait a while, maybe I still want you to work, just wait for a while, just touch it in ten minutes."

Gu Siwei had no choice but to stand aside and continue to watch.

When this kid finished drawing, he was driven down by Yang Chuanwu, and called an old man with high morality, that is, Guo Xiangping, to come up, first fold the two pieces of paper with words written on them, and fold the remaining pieces of white paper, all of which were thrown into the fight.

In the end, under the witness of everyone, Ba Dou was shaken and the paper inside was scattered, and the last red cloth was covered like this.

At this time, Gu Siwei remembered, and said in his heart: There must be an order for this touch, who will decide who will come first, and then draw lots?!

Yang Chuanwu said at this time: "If there is someone in the family who is qualified, I can come up or send someone up!" ”

Hula!

Before Yang Chuanwu's words fell, a group of people arrived at the center of the drying field, which was called a Mali.

"You...... You...... You are a group, you ...... You...... You, one group, the rest of the group, all groups of scissors, rock, paper! ”

Gu Siwei originally thought that he still had to draw lots, but who knew that Yang Chuanwu's method was still so simple.

There was nothing to say, a group of half-grown boys, with young people, divided into three groups and began to rock-paper-scissors.

Soon the three groups all chose the first to win, and naturally these three came together to determine the first one, and the last two were compared, and just like that, it didn't take five minutes for everyone to draw the order of the lot.

Gu Siwei wondered again in his heart at this moment: Why don't you use this method to directly compare with the first?

I was very entangled and wanted to ask, but Yang Chuanwu is very busy now, and he really doesn't have time to answer Gu Siwei's question.

The first kid caught one, but when the paper was opened by Guo Xiangping, it was a blank piece of paper.

With a sigh, the boy returned to the crowd dejectedly.

The second one was still a blank piece of paper, and like a defeated rooster, he fell apart and returned to the crowd.

The third kid's luck was violent, and he caught one directly, and when the paper was opened by Guo Xiangping, the kid jumped up.

It was lively for three or four minutes before the lot drawing continued.

Now there is only one place left in the field, but there are still more than 30 people, which obviously makes the draw even more nervous.

Gu Siwei looked at the rest of the people and found that Zhao Fangming was standing last, so he glanced at him.

And at this moment, Zhao Fangming also looked at Gu Siwei, and when he saw Gu Siwei looking at him, he smiled bitterly at Gu Siwei, it was obvious that this recruitment was very important for the livelihood of Zhao Fangming's family, but now in his position, the possibility of getting this job is almost zero.

Gu Siwei also smiled at him, and at this moment, Lao Gu also felt that he had no hope.

There is also a lot, and the recruitment of this time will be over.

Originally, Gu Siwei thought it would be soon, not only Gu Siwei, but Yang Chuanwu and others also had the same idea, thinking that more than half of them should be arrested!

But that's how things turned out so unexpectedly.

Don't say it's halfway through, when there are still five people left, the last lot is still in the fight.

That is to say, the first twenty or so people have all caught a vacancy, and the remaining five people each have a 20% chance of catching the lot.

Immediately, the atmosphere on the field became tense.

When the fifth-to-last boy reached out to draw the lot, his hands began to shake.

"Empty!"

Guo Xiangping opened the paper again, only to see that there was still nothing.

Hiss!

There was a sound of inhalation from the field.

"Empty!"

Wow!

Everyone on the field seemed to be tugged at at each other.

Gu Siwei was also curious at this time, and looked at the next person, because this was too bizarre in terms of probability.

When the penultimate kid took out the paper and it was still empty, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Fangming at the end.

At this moment, Zhao Fangming was already dumbfounded.

Now there is one last paper left in the fight, that is, the last place.

"Zhao Fangming! Come up and touch the lot" Yang Chuanwu didn't expect it, but the result is the result.

Zhao Fangming came back to his senses, turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law in the crowd, and then came to the front of Ba Dou and touched the last lot out of Ba Dou.

Give it to Guo Xiangping.

Guo Xiangping opened it to show what it could be if it wasn't the last lot to be written!

(End of chapter)