Lin Yi nodded and said, "You did a good job." ”

Chun was flattered and hurriedly said, "Thank you for the praise." ”

Lin Yi said: "After a while, when Zhao San comes back, Lin Xiangyang repairs the chair, you will bring the three of them to the study, and I will explain what they should do." ”

Chun nodded immediately, Lin Yi didn't say anything to Lin Xiangyang and Song Tugen, and walked to the study with a windy footsteps.

After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Lin Yi turned a page of the book in his hand and said, "Come in." “

Haru pushed open the door to the study, brought the three men in, and then retreated to the door to guard.

Lin Yi stood up, turned around and walked to the bookshelf, took out three pieces of paper from the upper compartment, and said, "The three of you, write everything you are good at on paper." “

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he gave Chun a look, Chun immediately stepped forward, took the three pieces of paper, took them and handed them to the three of them, Chun picked up a brush from the desk and handed it to Lin Xiangyang.

Lin Xiangyang took the brush, stepped forward, spread the paper on the table, and began to write.

Lin Xiangyang wrote and handed the piece of paper to Chun, and then, Chun handed the pen to Zhao San, and Zhao San also took it and wrote, and finally Song Tugen.

Song Tugen took the brush, and like the two people in front of him, he spread the paper on the table, holding the pen, but he couldn't put down the pen.

Song Tugen hesitated for a moment before raising his head, looking at Lin Yi, and said, "Yiyi, I'm ...... I can't write, but I can hunt, chop wood, dig wild vegetables, and cook rice. ”

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Okay, I know." ”

Song Tugen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of what to say, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

Chun handed Lin Xiangyang and Zhao San's two "resumes" in front of Lin Yi, and Lin Yi reached out and took them.

Lin Xiangyang's handwriting is good, the whole looks like a horizontal pen and ink, and he writes very smoothly and seriously, and he is good at writing a total of three things: abacus, weaving, and dyeing.

Lin Yi looked at it, raised his head slightly, looked at Lin Xiangyang, and asked, "Do you know how to weave and dye?" ”

Lin Xiangyang nodded, and a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes.

He had come back three days earlier, and had been very busy with their silk village a year ago, but his father had written to him that he was very ill and asked him to come back to take care of him, and that he had to quit his work, and that he had no choice but to give up his work in order to come back to take care of his father.

However, when he came back, he found out that his father was a liar, he was not sick at all, and the reason why he tricked him back was to let him work for the little girl in front of him.

He was originally very unhappy in his heart, but the work over there had been resigned, and he couldn't go back, so he followed his father's arrangement and came to Lin Yi to report.

Just now Lin Yi asked them to write what they are good at, in fact, he was a little hesitant, he had already heard his father say that this Lin Yi was looking for someone to farm, he wrote those abacus, weaving or something, all of which had nothing to do with farming, but, thinking that these were indeed what he was good at, he hesitated for a moment and wrote it down.

At this time, Lin Xiangyang listened to Lin Yi ask him, his heart trembled slightly, and said: "Yes, before, I worked in a silk village for three years, over there, I started from dyeing fabrics, and then came to see them weave, I was very interested, so I followed a sister to learn, and then, the shopkeeper valued me, and kept me by my side as an entourage, I looked at the shopkeeper's plan every day, and I also learned to plan the plate. “