Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

This class meeting shocked Zhang Kangjian.

Brainstorming, firmly grasping the attention of the students, watching the students rack their brains to come up with ideas, that kind of initiative and enthusiasm, he felt that he could not do it.

It turns out that this is education!
The whole class worked together to formulate 10 rules for the class.

Xu Zishan brought 35 notebooks and soft copies from the van he drove.

The cover of the 16K notebook is soft to the touch, and the various patterns are exquisite; the soft-sided copy is not as good as the notebook, but in the era when most notebooks are still horse manure paper, this kind of soft-sided copy is also very attractive.

Even Zhang Kangjian was a little hot-eyed. He had never seen such a good notebook and soft copy in his three years of college in Baodu City.

According to the enthusiasm of everyone's speeches and the quality of suggestions, some students got notebooks, and some got soft copy papers, and jumped around happily again.

Xu Zishan said to Zhang Kangjian: "Mr. Zhang, please write out these 10 items later and post them in the classroom."

Zhang Kangjian nodded involuntarily. Originally, he didn't like Xu Zishan, but he was a substitute teacher with a junior high school education, and she was - a woman!
Before noon, each class reported the list of students who had written 10 essays during the summer vacation, and handed the essays to Xu Zishan.

A total of 8 people.

This number is much less than Xu Zishan imagined. When she was in elementary school, at least half of the students in each class wrote more than 10 essays in one summer vacation.

Xu Zishan looked through everyone's compositions, and most of them were not of high quality, but now he focused on enthusiasm.

Take out 8 hard cards from my van, write the names of 8 people, make badges, hand them to the teachers of each class, and say: "This is the first batch of club members, give the club cards to the students, can be worn."

It's an honor to wear a novelty badge around your neck.

From the more than 100 essays written by everyone during the summer vacation, Xu Zishan and several teachers selected 5 essays together. After helping them with some guidance, they asked the students to go back and use manuscript paper to carefully transcribe and submit!
Xu Zishan sent the manuscript directly to Meng Jiajia.

Meng Jiajia is familiar with the editors of several children's magazines in Baoducheng. It is the first time to contribute, and she wants to encourage everyone to publish as many articles as possible.

Her literary club can open its doors.

When I got home from get off work, Xie Yonghua seldom wandered into her house: "Little girl Xu, Xiaoqi starts school, I'm bored during the day, do you have any work? Arrange something for me?"

Xu Zishan chuckled: "Thank you, Master, you really can't be idle."

"I can't be idle, girl, give me some work."

Before he could say a few words, Han Xinghui also came in from the outside, and immediately said, "You're so busy just on the first day of school?"

"Because of the first day, there are a lot of things to arrange." Xu Zishan said and tied up his apron, "I bought vegetables, and we will have dinner together tonight."

"What did you say to Master?"

"Master Xie said he was too busy and asked me to find him a job."

Xie Yonghua looked at Han Xinghui, and said bluntly, "Do you have an opinion?"

Han Xinghui didn't say he had any objections, but said one thing: "Master, you are so busy, go to Baodu City to see your old friends."

"No, the old man has nothing to see!"

"Go and see!"

Hearing what Han Xinghui said, Xie Yonghua glanced at him, smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

Xu Zishan thought of the increasingly large-scale medicinal materials and various grains, and said to Master Xie, "How about, Master Xie, let's also build a food processing factory? Are you running it?"

Xie Yonghua was waiting for this sentence, and immediately said happily: "Okay, just save it in y."

"Then, are you choosing the site and the people?" Xu Zishan said, "I have to go to class, so I don't have time to run the business."

Xie Yonghua achieved his goal, he wouldn't just sit and chat, and was about to leave, Xu Zishan obviously felt that the old man didn't come for the food factory, there should be other things, so she came out with him to thank Master.

Walking to the door, he asked, "Master Xie, what is your purpose here?"

Xie Yonghua was a little embarrassed, and said: "Girl, can you allocate another batch of the grain you gave to Lin'an Mansion last time?"

It has been more than a month, and the food is not enough.

Xu Zishan's space is full of food and is constantly being produced every day, what's wrong?Immediately said to Master Xie: "Okay, I will contact my friend today and start preparing today. When your time is fixed, I will ask them to get the goods in."

There was an agreement between Xie Yonghua and her, just deal with the transaction, regardless of where it came from.

The old man really walked briskly this time.

Seeing Xu Zishan come back, Han Xinghui asked, "What's the secret between you and my master?"

"Master Xie, I want some food." Xu Zishan didn't want to hide it from him, so he said directly, "I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, please believe me, these grains are grown seriously, not stolen or not Robbed."

"Is that friend of yours from abroad?" Han Xinghui said, "I don't want to ask, but you also know that it's very sensitive now, so you should pay attention to safety."

Now it is impossible to communicate with foreign countries, not to mention allocating large quantities of food from abroad, even writing a letter is not enough.

"It's not from abroad, it's an out-and-out Chinese." Xu Zishan said, "I will pay attention to safety, and I will not take food out of anyone except Master Xie and you."

"Where is Song Haiyang?" Han Xinghui said, "Didn't you give him a batch of food?"

"I gave it to him once, but there was only 10 yuan of grain, and it was all miscellaneous grains. The sum of all kinds of grains was not much."

"You'd better not send any supplies in the near future. The situation may change. Song Haiyang is not in the factory now, and Pan Dongcheng and the others are gangsters on the street. It's hard to say what kind of character they are." Han Xinghui said, " Sometimes, being too capable is not a good thing."

Xu Zishan deeply agrees, especially in the past two years, let's keep a low profile first.

"Shanbao, I'm going on a business trip for a while, and I'm leaving today. You and Xiaohe, pay attention to safety." Han Xinghui said, "Xu Ziyi's case will go to public trial soon, and both she and Li Haifeng have asked to see Grandpa Xu. Do you want to see it?" Arrange for them to meet?"

"No need." Xu Zishan flatly refused, she could basically guess what those two people wanted to do, "Have you notified my adoptive mother?"

"Not yet. The police have already made two sudden interrogations. She refuses to admit to the case of hurting Xu Mingyi. She must see Grandpa Xu first."

Thinking of the dream he had last night, Xu Zishan pretended to be puzzled and said to Han Xinghui, "I had another strange dream last night."

"What kind of dream makes my Shanbao so troubled?" Han Xinghui patted her head and said, "Didn't rest well, is it a random dream?"

"I don't know, but I think it's very clear—" She told Han Xinghui about the dream boy carefully, without lying, and told the whole story.

It wasn't that she was reckless, but she heard him tell Han Xinghui twice from the mouth of the old man, "Comrade Ying is a good comrade", so she was sure that her own grandfather was definitely not a traitor and traitor, and the person in front of her was still responsible for protecting and picking up Ying. Xin Zi returned home.

Han Xinghui was shocked, hurriedly went out to look around, closed the door when he came back, and asked in a low voice, "Did you really dream that Ying Xinzi was your grandfather?"

"Yes, I saw my grandfather tell Xiaoxuan and Xu Ziyi himself before he died. Xinghui, who is Yingxinzi? Is there such a person in reality?"

With a serious expression on Han Xinghui's face, he hugged Xu Zishan and kissed him twice, then stood up immediately.

Repeatedly told Xu Zishan: "Shanbao, remember, don't tell anyone about this dream, anyone, remember, don't tell anyone. I'll go out first, and you have a good rest."