The Little Lucky Girl

Ming Youyou also widened her eyes, looked at her own horse and then at her master's, and finally admitted with some frustration that her horse did lack some energy and looked very dull.

This made her so depressed that she didn't even fall asleep in class in the afternoon. When she was going back, she asked a carriage to take her directly to the county government office, intending to go and complain to the Fifth Lady, or rather, to ask for advice.

They cleaned the back hill a little faster than usual today because Cheng Xiaoan came quietly to help. He couldn't find an extra broom, so he picked up a lot of leaves and piled them together. When he saw a few people coming over, he seemed a little embarrassed, nodded with a red face, and then turned and ran away.

But Zheng Huan and the others were very happy, feeling that this friend had returned.

Ming Youyou opened the two horse heads and showed them to Han Wuniang, pouting and saying, "Master, I am embarrassed for you."

She didn't want Master Wu Niangzi to be angry because of Master Yin's words, so she decided not to tell her; besides, Master Yin was her husband anyway, and it was not nice to say bad things about him behind his back.

Unexpectedly, the Han sisters smiled and said, "We already know what happened in the school today."

Hey, Ming Youyou looked at them puzzledly, then looked around and said excitedly: "I understand, Lord Tao must have sent spies to the academy." This is often said in storytelling.

"What are you thinking about?" Madam Tao rolled her eyes at her. "I was just delivering some things to Principal Pei and his men, and I happened to see Master Yin's servant bragging to others, and ended up hearing this."

"Although Master Yin is a bit arrogant because of his talent, there are a few scholars who are not arrogant, so don't take it to heart."

"That won't do." Master and disciple Ming Youyou and Han Wuniang said in unison.

Han Wuniang frowned, "There is nothing wrong with exchanging painting skills, but this person is a teacher who teaches and educates people, but he verbally suppresses students. If we don't curb his arrogance, I'm afraid that many students' interests will be wiped out in the future."

"That's right," Ming Youyou nodded vigorously, "You are such a big man, but you are competing with a primary school student like me in painting skills. Aren't you ashamed?"

"So please draw a picture carefully," she smiled at Han Wuniang, "and I will show it to him during the next class."

Seeing that her sister was encouraged by Ming Youyou and started to paint enthusiastically like a child as if she wanted to compete with others, Mrs. Tao could not help but smile and shook her head, then she held the maid's hand and walked out.

When she got outside, the smile on her face fell, and she ordered, "Tell the master to send someone to check the background of this Master Yin."

The maid was surprised and asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with this person?"

Madam Tao shook her head. "It's hard to say now. I just feel that what the servant said seems too deliberate."

My husband has a good relationship with Pei Shanzhang, and Shanzhang is alone, so they have to bring some items to the mountain on the first day of every month. This is not a secret. If someone is waiting on the road, it is easy to let them hear something.

But if Master Yin did it on purpose, what exactly did he want to do? What good would it do to make them dislike him?

Ming Youyou took Wu Niangzi's painting back home and started counting the days until Master Yin's next class on her fingers. She became very enthusiastic in going to school.

Every day she took the lead in jumping off the carriage and running towards the academy, but unfortunately she could only get halfway up the mountain and then moved at a snail's pace again.

The classmates who were familiar with them didn't dare to make fun of them anymore. They just walked slowly beside them and even begged them to run again and see.

They are now very curious about the leggings, "Can wearing this thing really make you as light as a swallow?"

Ming Youyou rolled his eyes. "You will know if you try it yourself. I will ask someone to make a few for you later. Do you want them? We are classmates. Don't worry, my price is fair."

Making money is secondary. The main thing is that it is fun to suffer together.

When they heard that it was only fifty cents, it was indeed not expensive, so the students began to make reservations. For big customers like Bao Wenkang, she directly recommended the jade and bead model.

She also thought of the old doctor's advice about having a logo, so she gave the task of sewing the sandbags to Cheng Xiaoan's mother and asked her to embroider the name of the academy on it.

A few days later, the students of Class B were all waiting at the foot of the mountain. When they saw Ming Youyou and the others arrive, they immediately gathered around and took the freshly made sandbags. They didn't tie them inside the sandbags, but tied them outside their trouser legs. Then they looked at the other students proudly and went up the mountain together.

The scene was extremely lively and immediately attracted the attention of all the teachers and students in the college.

Within two days, students from other classes came one after another to place orders, and Ming Youyou was so busy that her little hands couldn't even count the money.

She was concentrating on counting money when she suddenly noticed that the classroom had become quiet.

When I looked up, I found that everyone's eyes were focused on a tall student from another class, and this student was looking at me, "Excuse me, can I buy a sandbag and sign up with you, junior sister?"

Ming Youyou nodded, "How many do you want to buy?"

"There are 25 of us in total, but could you please make the sandbags bigger, so that each one weighs twice as much as it does now?"

Ming Youyou frowned, "But wouldn't that be too heavy? The martial arts teacher said that training should be done step by step."

The student sighed, "It's a pity that I just discovered this good thing, and I don't have much time to practice. Now I have to increase the intensity of training. But we want a large number," he said embarrassedly, "I wonder if you can give me a discount?"

Before Ming Youyou could say anything, Feng Xu beside him immediately said, "Yes, I must. How about giving you a 20% discount?"

The student's eyes lit up, "Thank you very much, junior brother."

Feng Xu immediately smiled foolishly and said, "No thanks, no thanks, you're welcome, senior brother."

Ming Youyou was anxious. The 20% discount was already lower than her cost price, so she would be losing money on it.

But seeing that Zheng Huan and Lu Tai did not stop her and looked at the students excitedly, she held back from saying anything.

After the person left, she asked in a bad tone, "Who is this person?"

Bao Wenkang was stunned and yelled, "Don't you know this guy? He is the captain of our college's Cuju team. Whether we can avenge our defeat against Songyue College depends entirely on him."

"Ever since that senior brother got into trouble, Songyue Academy has been suppressing us. I really hope we can win this time."

Feng Xu also came to his senses and said embarrassedly, "I'll return the discounted money to you."

"No need. Since it's for the brothers from the Cuju team, just support them."

Ming Youyou raised her little face proudly, "And I think I can earn it back."

She pushed the bag of money she had counted out to Cheng Xiaoan and said, "Please ask your mother to come back and make a hundred more."

Zheng Huan and the others stared at him, "Will there be so many people buying? The freshmen have almost bought all of them."

"Aren't there senior students here? After they watch the Cuju team's training, they will definitely follow suit and buy some," she said with a grin. "Then I will sell the same model as the captain."