A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

"If there is a vacant room, it's fine." The manager thought for a moment and said, "If not, we can discuss with the people in other rooms and make some adjustments to free up the room."

"Okay. From now on, I'll have to trouble the housekeeper to arrange accommodation for the brothers~"

Huang Mulin acted cute without any hesitation.

"I will do my best to arrange it."

The manager was very happy to be called "Uncle" by Huang Mulin.

Today, Old Wang suddenly came to him and said that they were from the capital and wanted to bring the younger generation of the family to visit Qingfeng College, which made him a little flustered.

Generally speaking, wealthy families and officials in the capital rarely send their disciples abroad to study. Most of them hire teachers to teach at home, and the tuition fees are relatively high.

The manager guessed that these boys should be descendants of the collateral branch and were well educated. The family arranged for them to study here so that they could help the family when they grew up.

As for that little girl, she should be the madam's direct descendant.

It’s no wonder the manager thinks this way.

This time when she went out, the clothes and jewelry that Yang Lijun brought were all things that were suitable for noble ladies in Beijing, including the clothes that Huang Mulin was wearing, all of which were brought by her.

He Hui Niang and the four sons of the Huang family were still dressed in the simple attire of farmers, but they were no longer wearing the ill-fitting clothes that were patched up before, but clothes made of new cloth.

When preparing clothes for Huang Mulin, Yang Lijun asked them about their preferences, but none of them wanted them, saying that they felt uncomfortable wearing these good clothes, so she did not prepare any for them.

Huang Mulin is a girl and was born to dress up well. He Huiniang and others not only did not object, but also strongly supported it and directly handed it over to Yang Lijun.

Regardless of what the college manager thought, he still led them to visit all the places with a respectful look, and finally received a reward of two silver ingots.

The manager didn't show it on his face, but he was very happy in his heart.

People in Beijing are really generous.

At noon, they went to the best restaurant in Bofeng Town to eat. The food was really good. Huang Jinlin wanted to go to the chef immediately to exchange ideas.

He thought that after he passed the imperial examination, he would go home and study cooking.

After dinner, we went to Qingfeng Street, a distinctive street in Bofeng County.

In fact, it is the main road outside Qingfeng College.

In Qingfeng Street, there are shops selling literature, classics, divination, medicine, monks, calligraphy and painting, chess, etc. Although the long street is not as crowded as the busy city in the morning, there are always customers coming in and out of every shop.

A prosperous scene.

There are not many stores with so many categories in Qiling County.

In addition to Yang Lijun, Yu Ze and others, Huang Mulin's family curiously visited one store after another and really learned a lot.

It was not until the sun was about to set that they reluctantly returned to Enko Street.

After getting off the car at the main gate of the house, Yang Lijun was stopped by someone before she entered.

"Madam Zhenguogong?"

Yang Lijun looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zhao Wenbo, whom she had met several times before.

"Master Zhao, long time no see, how are you these days?"

Yang Lijun stepped forward to say hello.

What a coincidence.

Zhao Wenbo's house is just next door. He went out to meet an old friend today and came back, and ran into Yang Lijun who had just returned home.

At first he thought he was just old and his eyes were blurry, but he had never seen Yang Lijun's demeanor in any other woman, and the impression was so deep.

She followed her husband to the battlefield at a young age, and her blood was stained on her body, but when she interacted with others, her behavior was like that of a rich lady in the boudoir.

Quiet as a lady, swift as a sharp blade.

"Thanks to my wife, I am still in good health."

Zhao Wenbo is an elegant scholar with great character. Yang Lijun and Yu Zhenzhou have always respected him.

The two were chatting, but Huang Mulin and others were staring at them with wide eyes.

Huang Mulin was filled with curiosity when he saw for the first time a high-ranking official in the imperial court with a similar position to that in his previous life.

The main duties of the Grand Tutor are to educate and guide the Emperor. He is the head of the civil servants and has great appeal to scholars. You can tell from Huang Xilin's red face.

As for the other three brothers, they had no ambition to pursue a career in politics and were simply curious.

He Hui Niang also looked at it for a while and then got over it.

Perhaps their gazes were too piercing, Zhao Wenbo had to stop talking with Yang Lijun and look at them.

"This is?......"

He saw them get off the carriage with Yang Lijun.

"Mumu, come here."

Yang Lijun called Huang Mulin over and introduced her: "This is my adopted daughter, Huang Mulin."

After saying that, he called the fourth son of the Huang family to come forward and specifically mentioned the third son.

"This is Mu Mu's third brother, Huang Xilin." Yang Lijun said intentionally or unintentionally, "He is a good student."

"Oh?"

Zhao Wenbo heard Yang Lijun's hint and asked Huang Xilin.

"How old are you this year? What books have you read?"

Although Huang Xilin was nervous and excited, he still answered Zhao Wenbo's questions very well.

"I am ten years old this year, and my family is a farmer. My mother taught me some elementary education when I was young, and I went to a private school in town two months ago."

"When I was young, I learned the Three Character Classic and Hundred Family Surnames, and read some miscellaneous picture books. Later, I went to a private school to learn the Disciple Rules, Thousand Character Classic, and Book of Songs. Recently, my family has made some money from the business, so I bought some poetry collections, and I am still learning."

"Did your mother teach you?"

Zhao Wenbo was a little surprised.

Are there girls in farming families who go to school?

"My grandfather was educated and a scholar. He taught in a private school in town. My mother learned from him since she was young, and later taught us."

Huang Xilin pointed at He Huiniang, who nodded slightly.

"It's really rare."

Zhao Wenbo sighed and asked him, "How much have you learned from the Disciple Rules, Thousand Character Classic, and Book of Songs?"

“I have learned everything.”

"all?"

Didn’t you just go to private school for two months?

"The four of us brothers would study at home in the evenings and discuss with each other so that we could learn faster."

That's not fast enough, kid!

"Maybe you understand?"

"can."

Huang Xilin told Zhao Wenbo some of his own insights.

Zhao Wenbo finally understood what Yang Lijun had just said: he is a good candidate.

But, it was obvious that four children learned this together, so why was only Huang Xilin mentioned?

"I want to go on a science expedition, but my elder brother and younger brother have things they want to do."

Huang Xilin saw Zhao Wenbo's expression and guessed his confusion.

"What do you want to do when you grow up, boys?"

"I want to help my parents manage the workshop and fields at home." This is Huang Qilin.

"I want to become a businessman and expand and maintain my family business." This is Huang Haolin.

“I want to make recipes for all over the world.” This is Huang Jinlin.

It's amazing that a child this young already has goals in life.

Zhao Wenbo stroked his gray beard and had something in mind.

"Master, why don't you come to my house for dinner?" Yang Lijun invited him: "Jinlin is a very good cook."

He thought there was nothing else to do, so he agreed.

Zhao Wenbo instructed his personal servant to tell his family that he had gone to the house of an acquaintance to have dinner and that they didn't need to wait for him for dinner.

A group of people entered Yang Lijun's residence.