Jinxiu Nanzhi, determined to be the richest woman

Song Xiaojuan and another weaver from a neighboring village reported that many people from the Yu family came to work these days.

There are all kinds of people, good and bad, capable and incompetent, and there are even some top-notch ones coming to your door.

In the courtyard, a table was set up and a dozen women, both young and old, lined up.

Yu Muyun just followed Yu Jiayin and let Yu Jiayin negotiate while he watched from the side.

The first one is from the same village as Song Xiaojuan and is also an acquaintance, Song Honghua.

Seeing her coming, Yu Muyun was a little surprised. Didn't he see Song Honghua working in the village before? I don’t know if you got married in the past two years?

"What's your name? Where are you from?" Yu Jiayin looked at her.

"Song Honghua! From Songjia Village." Song Honghua looked at the yard and kept looking around.

"How old are you to get married?" Yu Jiayin continued to ask, but her appearance was really unpleasant.

"You still want to ask this?" Song Honghua did not answer directly.

"My family needs to ask this!" Yu Jiayin didn't explain the reason. The first impression was not very good!

"Oh! I am seventeen this year and I am not married yet..."

"Did you say we kissed?"

"No..." Song Honghua answered hesitantly.

"Can you weave?"

"I've done it at home, so I should be able to do it!" Song Honghua said this quite confidently.

"Should you? Do you know how to do it? Have you ever tried it?" Yu Jiayin continued to ask.

Yu Jiayin's tone made Song Honghua a little panicked, "Yes...I will!" For fear that if she just let him go, her plan would fail, she hurriedly agreed.

"You go aside first!" Yu Jiayin only wrote the basic information and asked her to wait aside.

"Then can I come to work?"

"Just go aside and wait, I will tell you later! Don't move around!"

"Oh!" Song Honghua could only stand up and wait aside.

Then there were a few others, none of whom were very satisfied. Two were older and had poor eyesight. Some people had poor eyesight, but they knew how to weave the cloth well, so they all went aside to wait.

There were three young people, probably newly married, and one of them was still pregnant.

After a few came down, Yu Jiayin looked at Yu Muyun. Yu Muyun was naturally dissatisfied. There were still five left, so he continued to look.

The next one was the smallest among those who came.

"What's your name? How old are you and where are you from?" Yu Jiayin asked as usual.

"Guan Sujin, Thirteen, from Guanjiacun!" the little girl replied nervously, not daring to raise her head.

"Can you weave?"

"You've learned it, but you haven't done it for a few years. Are you a little rusty?"

"Isn't that very small?"

The little girl nodded.

"Go aside and wait!" Yu Jiayin wrote on the paper and asked her to go aside and wait.

There are also some who are waiting to be married, and some who are married and have two children. After asking for basic information, they will proceed to the next step. You will know if you can get started.

The silk thread has been hung, and Yu Jiaheng and Tian Yinian moved it out.

"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. We can't afford to waste time teaching people!" Yu Jiayin said to the eleven people in the courtyard.

"Who comes first?"

The young ones didn't dare to go up, so the two older ones came first. They came together, and the situation was similar. One could still see, but the other could hardly see.

Yu Jiayin waited. Before she stepped forward, Yu Muyun circled around.