Xu Yuemei has been very obedient recently. After her father's lesson, she no longer takes the initiative to provoke Awen. No matter where she meets her, she will be peaceful.

Even when Xu Yuemei came to her home for the festival on August 15th, she looked quiet.

It's so quiet that Awen is still a little uncomfortable.

Eating the mooncakes made by Nan Fang, Awen squinted her eyes and enjoyed the coolness of the breeze. It felt so good.

Originally, umbrellas were not very easy to sell. The weather was hot and there were very few people covering the sun, so Awen gave up.

As a result, on the seventeenth day, the sun was still strong in the morning, and in a blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder were pouring down.

The streets are filled with people hiding from the rain, but instead cover the street where Liangji Umbrella is unexpectedly lively.

Although the rain flows through it, it will not all hit the body. Unexpectedly, these people did not turn into chickens.

Liang Ji Umbrella's business opened up the market like this.

And become famous in one battle.

Because the waterproofing effect is better than that of some ordinary umbrellas, many customers are asking where they are made, and the price is the same as other umbrellas. They are cost-effective, so they naturally attract attention.

On August 20th, it is cloudy, and the weather does not affect people's favors at all. Before dawn, many people went to the gate of the Gongyuan to wait.

Because I was afraid of rain, many people carried umbrellas and buns to wait for the first time.

When Awen had breakfast early in the morning, she had nowhere to be there.

Standing outside and listening to these people talking loudly, this cover will bring out those powerful juren.

As soon as the Si hour arrives, the gate of the Gongyuan opens.

A middle-aged man wearing an official uniform and a cap came out, looked at the onlookers with a solemn face, and shouted calmly: "Sujing."

The surroundings immediately became silent, and the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and began to read: "No. 100, Wen Yongbo."

"Ninety-ninth place..."

The crowd was extremely quiet, waiting to read and listened with his ears.

Those who read the list happily covered their mouths and faces and cried.

How difficult it is, the books of these years have not been in vain.

Some people quickly handed the message out of the crowd with notes, and the people who got it were so happy that they could yell three times.

"The tenth place is expensive."

....

Li Qi followed Awen in disappointment because they came late and couldn't squeeze in front of them at all, so they could only prick up their ears and listen to the reading.

But after listening to it for so long, his name, or other people in Shangyang Academy, was not won.

I feel very depressed.

Awen, sighed gently, patted his arm and comforted: "It doesn't matter, you are still young, there are opportunities."

Li Qi smiled bitterly. I don’t know when it started. He felt a different feeling in his heart towards this little boss. He wanted to prove himself.

My knowledge is not bad, so what if she has a fiancé?

Are there fewer people who get engaged to young parents?

She doesn't like it, so she can not marry.

He wants to prove his ability. Although he is a poor family, he will definitely be able to go to high school. He will definitely be hundreds of times better than her fiancé.

By then, my brother-in-law might have already become an official, and he would also be an official, and he could still support each other in the officialdom.

This kind of life is the winner.

Looking at Awen comforting himself, he felt not only depressed, but also faced.

It makes him feel embarrassed in front of his sweetheart.

"Sixth place, Yakui, Zhao Huaibao."
Chapter completed!