Time passed quickly, and Qin Feng didn't come to Mao Yishan for trouble for a while because he was beaten.

The weather is getting colder, and when I get up early in the morning to go to school, I can see a thin layer of hoarfrost on the grass on the side of the road.

Mao Yishan and the others have also changed into thinner winter clothes, and these days, Lao Li Tou's store has been taken care of, and the refining ointment is also sold by him.

Every week when she goes to make deliveries, she can see that the store is empty.

Because of the good effect of this ointment, many ladies and ladies came to buy it.

The amount of her ointment is relatively small, but the price is definitely very expensive.

On the day they opened, they sold five dollars a bottle for an event, and now they are selling for forty yuan a box.

And this box can only be used for a week, and now the reservations of their store have exceeded the amount that Mao Yishan makes every week.

"Uncle Li, I've already brought this week's goods, you can count them, and then put them on! Mao Yishan put down her back and said to Lao Li.

As soon as Lao Li saw Mao Yishan coming, he hurriedly walked over.

Mao Yishan's current business can be called a boom, before he said that her goods could not be sold, but he didn't expect that it would start selling well just for a trial operation.

And he helped Mao Yishan sell these, and Mao Yishan also hacked him for a commission.

When he sells a box, he has a commission of three yuan, which is a lot of money in a month.

"This is the week's income, you see. Lao Li Tou took out a box and handed it to Mao Yishan.

Mao Yishan naturally trusted Lao Litou, she didn't count it in person, and left after explaining the matter.

Now that Mao Yishan also has a deposit, she has started to make high-end ointments, and the effect is naturally better than this ointment, and the price has doubled.

This time, when she brought it over, she told Lao Li Tou, and Lao Li Tou also believed that Mao Yishan's goods would sell very well.

When she got home, she counted the money and put all the money in another box.

This box is relatively large, and it is okay to say that it is a box.

Mao Yishan tied all the money with rubber bands, a hundred yuan a piece.

In just two months, she has earned more than 10,000 yuan.

In those days, this was a huge amount of money, and it was more than enough money to repair the house.

It's just that Mao Yishan hasn't been optimistic about the foundation yet, and now she doesn't have time to look at the project, she has to wait a little longer.

After the winter break of school, it is not too late for her to do it.

On Monday this week, Mao Yishan and Lin Jiayi went to school as usual, and during the class meeting, the head teacher mentioned something, which immediately set off a wave of discussion among the students.

For a while, the classroom remembered the voices of discussion one after another, some students were confident, and some were submissive.

The head teacher saw the heated discussion and knew that everyone was still very enthusiastic about this matter.

"Everyone, pause, listen to me, and then you can go back and discuss!" said the head teacher, patting the table.

The classroom gradually fell silent, and Mao Yishan was not interested, because she was not interested in these competitions.

"The works of this competition are selected from the whole province, and the authors of the selected works will go to the province with others to participate in the final competition, and the winners can be published in the newspaper, and the best of these works can get a scholarship of 500 yuan, I hope that all the students will work hard and give full play to their talents!" said the head teacher, looking at the whole class.

When Chen Xiarong heard that there was a scholarship, her eyes lit up.

This 500 yuan was not a small amount at that time, and some people only earned 100 yuan a month.

When the other students heard that there was a scholarship, they couldn't bear it, but most of them knew their bottom line, so they didn't have much hope.

"There is still some time to come, and everyone will use the rest of the time to write an essay and hand it to me, and I will choose it with other Chinese teachers, and the students who are not selected will not have to participate in this competition. The head teacher stepped down from the podium and shuttled between the desks to all the students.

After she finished explaining, she left, and the students all took out the composition text and pen to write hard.

The classroom was quiet for a while, Mao Yishan was not interested in this, but as soon as she heard that there was money to take, she suddenly became interested.

Anyway, it's all a choice, it doesn't matter if she chooses it or not, there is a case in everything.

So she also decided to give it a try, time passed quickly, Mao Yishan's thinking was very good, and she quickly completed the composition and began to read.

It didn't take long for the bell to ring at the end of class, and some of the students didn't finish it, and their faces showed disappointed looks.

It didn't take long for the head teacher to arrive, and the group leader collected all the essays.

The homeroom teacher asked them to carry the composition to her office, and then the rest of the students began to move freely.

Lin Jiayi walked to Mao Yishan's desk and looked at Mao Yishan who was reading, with doubts on her face.

"Yishan, this doesn't look like your style!" Lin Jiayi raised her eyebrows and said.

"What's different about this, I think it's normal, it's no different. Mao Yishan looked at the book and said lightly.

"Alas, you didn't like these big and small competitions the most before, but this time you actually participated!" Lin Jiayi said with some surprise.

Mao Yishan put down the book and looked at Lin Jiayi, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Haven't you heard of a sentence?" asked Mao Yishan with a smile as she looked at Lin Jiayi.

"What words?" Lin Jiayi asked with a frown.

"Money can make ghosts grind!"

After Mao Yishan finished speaking, she put down the book in her hand and stood up.

Lin Jiayi looked at Mao Yishan with a look at a monster, when did she actually care about money.

But she doesn't know this side of Mao Yishan, she didn't love money before, but now as long as she has money, it's a serious thing, and it's not something illegal or criminal, she will fight for it.

Because there were a lot of classes and a lot of work for the teacher, it took about a week to select all the essays.

Not surprisingly, Mao Yishan was chosen, and Chen Xiarong was reluctantly selected.

Those who are not selected have no chance, so they can only improve their writing skills and wait for the next time to participate.

Next, the selected ones should prepare three essays, which will then be selected by the teacher and then submitted to the province for selection.

Mao Yishan finished writing early, and Chen Xiarong came to play with Mao Yishan on the weekend.

Mao Yishan didn't want to deal with her, but she came cheekily.

Mao Yishan couldn't drive her away, so she had to let her play here.

But during this time, there were still a lot of things at home, Mao Jiajia and Chen Youan went to work in the fields, and Mao Rengang and Wu Xia also went to the fields.

The affairs of the family were handed over to Mao Yishan and Lin Jiayi, and it was precisely because Mao Yishan and they were a little busy that they didn't notice Chen Xiarong.

She didn't play for long, and suddenly she was about to leave, although Mao Yishan felt a little confused, but she didn't ask.