The Princess of Northern Land

"A small tool used to open walnuts." Lin Ziyin had no intention of hiding it from him, it was just a small tool, and there was no point in hiding it.

"Not doing your job properly." Si Jinhan rolled his eyes at her disdainfully, "If you have that time, why not think of more useful small weapons for the prince. It will not be in vain for the prince and his care for you."

"I'm just a village girl, not good at weapons or anything like that. Third Young Master, you've got the wrong person." Lin Ziyin refused politely.

She can also heat weapons. Do you want to make one for them? The answer, of course, is no.

As a modern person, she was very familiar with the extent of the damage caused by thermal weapons. She didn't want to see people die from thermal weapons because of her.

Because of this, she was unwilling to reveal her true identity. In response to Si Jinhan's insinuations, she pretended to be stupid and didn't know what to do when he asked.

"Ziyin, we're coming." A loud voice interrupted the contest between the two people.

"Did you call me Ziyin? You have to call me Dongjia from now on." Some people were also complaining about the speaker.

"Yes." The big voice quickly admitted his mistake.

"Third Aunt, Grandma Wu, Sixth Sister-in-law." Lin Ziyin greeted everyone who came over. They were all from the same village, so she couldn't be too indifferent.

"Boss, what can we do?" he asked in a loud voice.

Lin Ziyin looked up and saw that the loud voice was the daughter-in-law of the Wu family in the village. She was very generous and upright. He just likes to meddle in other people's business, and his popularity in the village is pretty good. When the Lin family was in trouble, she also extended her hand to help.

Although the relationship between the Bai family and his own family is not as good, Lin Ziyin also remembers this friendship.

"Third Aunt, don't worry yet." Lin Ziyin stood up with a smile and said, "I came here today to select some of you to enter the workshop."

"What are you doing?" Wu shouted, becoming more energetic. It's certainly nice to be able to enter a farm, it's much better than farming in the fields.

"What are you in a hurry for? You have to listen to your boss." Grandma Wu was so angry that she gave her a lesson. Grandma Wu is Wu's loud-voiced aunt, who is actually younger than her. But because of her seniority, Wu was quite afraid of her with her loud voice.

"Look at my mouth." Seeing Lin Ziyin standing there looking at everyone with half a smile, Wu Dashou's heart trembled, fearing that Lin Ziyin would be displeased with her and not let her enter the house, so he immediately hesitated. He stood aside and said no more.

"What I want is someone who is quick and careful, and loves to be clean. If you meet these three points, you can stay." Lin Ziyin said lightly.

When Grandma Wu and the others heard this, she felt relieved. These requirements were not difficult. They were all country women. They were used to doing things, and they were definitely not slow in their movements.

"Everyone sits aside and selects the best melon seeds." Lin Ziyin pointed at the long table and directed.

When everyone looked at it, there were already many small sieves, dustpans and strips on the table, and melon seeds were piled into a ball.

Everyone worked hard to get into the workshop, and the twenty or so young wives who came over immediately swarmed up and found a place to sit down.

Everyone started sorting the melon seeds in earnest.

Melon seeds are small and very troublesome to pick up. After a while, everyone became troubled. It's too troublesome to pick them one by one like this. How long does it take to pick them? Moreover, it seems that at the end of the day, there is not much to pick out at all.

"Master, isn't this too much trouble?" A young daughter-in-law came over and asked, "Can I use a dustpan?"

Lin Ziyin nodded, "All tools can be used."

With her words, everyone used all kinds of skills to start sorting.