After traveling through time, I led the whole village to become rich!

Zhang Xiaojun nodded and said, "Yes, it was made by my aunt."

The man at the door frowned, then turned and went into the teahouse.

Soon he came out again and said, “How can a woman write poetry?

Everyone here is a scholar, but none of them could come up with such a beautiful poem. How could a woman do that? She must have copied someone else's poem.

But the young man inside doesn't bother with women, so you can go now."

Zhang Xiaojun's face suddenly turned cold. The people around him heard what the person at the door said and thought about it carefully.

Someone murmured, "So many talented men can't write such a good poem, how can a woman do it?"

"That's right. He asked his nephew to write for him and didn't even dare to show his face. It must be because he felt guilty."

Ye Hongyun's face turned ugly when he heard what the man at the door said and the discussions of the people around him.

Zhang Hulan also became angry. These scholars really are...

She hasn't gotten angry in a long time...

Zhang Hulan squeezed forward.

Ye Hongyun was worried that something might happen to Zhang Hulan, so she immediately asked Xiao Si to take Zhang Xinyao and the others to squeeze in.

Zhang Hulan walked up to Zhang Xiaojun, and Zhang Xiaojun's eyes turned red.

"Aunt..."

Zhang Hulan waved her hand. "That's alright. We won't argue with uneducated people."

Zhang Hulan said this as she walked to the table, picked up her brush and began to write: "Women are as ambitious as men, how can a man look down on a woman? Unfaithful men waste their learning, their morals are bad and their consciences are shameful."

After writing, Zhang Hulan threw down the pen and took Zhang Xiaojun away.

As soon as she turned around, she bumped into Ye Hongyun and the others. She hurriedly asked, "How did you squeeze in? Why are you squeezing in when you're pregnant?"

Ye Hongyun ignored Zhang Hulan's words and stared at her again.

Ye Hongyun didn't expect that Zhang Hulan would actually use poetry to curse people.

After reading the poems written by Zhang Hulan, everyone blushed.

Qin Bingrong also squeezed in. When he saw Zhang Hulan's poem, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This woman seems to have a bad temper...

Zhang Hulan ignored the people here and protected Ye Hongyun as they squeezed out of the crowd.

When they got outside the crowd, Zhang Xiaobing said angrily, "Auntie, don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry with these little scoundrels."

"I'm not angry. Come on, I'll treat you to something delicious."

Zhang Hulan was not affected by what these people said. She just couldn't stand these people who were seeking fame and reputation, and she just wanted to disgust them.

Zhang Hulan looked at Qin Bingrong and said, "Master Qin, I'm going to take the children out to eat. How about you come too?"

Qin Bingrong smiled and waved his hand, "You guys go ahead, I won't go. By the way, thank you for the wine!"

Zhang Hulan said, "If Sir Qin likes it, I will give you more in the future. This is brewed by my family, and it doesn't cost much."

"No need to give it to me. If you still have this wine, I'd like to buy a few jars."

"Master Qin, I signed a contract with Lord Wang's grandson for this wine, and I can only sell it to him. I can give it to you to drink, but I can't sell it to you."

Qin Bingrong said, "Then I'll ask Master Wang to buy it."

"It's just a few jars of wine. Sir Qin, there's no need to be so polite. Don't worry, I'm not trying to bribe you."

Ye Hongyun was speechless. She had never seen anyone speak like that.

Qin Bingrong was also stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

"Okay then, you can give me a few more jars then."

Zhang Hulan and Qin Bingrong both left, but the poetry gathering was in turmoil.

The people in the teahouse also saw the poem Zhang Hulan wrote later, and the young masters were all furious.

The owner of the teahouse, Xu, had the ugliest look on his face.

The main reason was that he said the reward of 100 taels of silver had not been paid, which caused people to write poems and curse him.

Someone shouted, "Where's that person? Bring her in. I want to see who this woman is. How dare she openly insult so many of our students?"

The person who brought in the manuscript replied, "The person has left."

"Send someone to find out who that person is. If I find out who that person is, I will teach her a lesson."

Zhang Hulan didn't take this matter seriously at all, but the news spread throughout the capital within the next day.

All the students who were in Jingya Teahouse last night were laughed at by other students.

They laughed at them for being scolded in a poem by a woman, and at the same time they despised the owner of Jingya Teahouse, Xu, for not keeping his word.

Someone wrote a good poem, but the promised reward was changed. If you are unwilling to spend the money, don't make big promises.

Those students had no doubt that the poem "Spring River Evening Scene" was not written by Zhang Hulan. If it was just this one poem, they might have doubted it. But he immediately wrote a poem to curse others, which shows that he can indeed write poetry.

Zhang Hulan ignored the rumors and focused on her own business.

In fact, she is not very busy, and she doesn't need to do the work herself now. She just needs to tell the people below what needs to be done.

Now it’s time to sow the seeds. Just separate the different varieties of seeds. There’s nothing else to pay attention to.

There were no other seeds in the village, so Zhang Hulan went to the Ministry of Revenue to find Wu Bangtai to see if he could get some other crops to plant.

After arriving at the Ministry of Revenue, the clerk told Zhang Hulan that Wu Bangtai had left Beijing.

Zhang Hulan asked, "When will the Minister be back?"

The clerk shook his head, "I don't know."

The clerk then asked Zhang Hulan, "What does Zhang Tunjian want to see the Minister of State?

If it's official business, you can ask Minister Fu to handle it. When the Minister left the capital, he handed over all the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue to Minister Fu."

Now was the time to plant various vegetables and crops, and Zhang Hulan didn't want to wait. Furthermore, Wu Bangtai had left the capital and probably wouldn't be back for a while, so Zhang Hulan said, "Then please help me pass on a message to the Minister."

The clerk nodded and said, "Okay, Zhang Tunjian, please wait a moment."

The clerk went to report and came back soon, taking Zhang Hulan to see the Minister of Revenue.

As soon as Zhang Hulan entered the room, Minister Fu said with a smile, "Zhang Tunjian, what can I do for you? When Minister Wu left, he told me that if Zhang Tunjian needed any help, I could tell him."

Zhang Hulan was very grateful. She didn't expect that Wu Bangtai had given her special instructions before he left.

She knew that this must be because of Ye Hongyun.

Zhang Hulan said, "Your Excellency, Minister, I would like to ask if the Ministry of Revenue has any seeds donated by foreign countries?"

"Seeds offered by foreign nations?" Minister Fu asked, "What kind of seeds do you want?"

Zhang Hulan said, "I don't have any specific requests. I just want to see if there are any seeds donated by foreign countries. I want to try planting them."

Zhang Hulan had not heard that there were things like potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, and peppers here, and she had not seen many other vegetables, so she wanted to see if there were any in the imperial warehouse.

Minister Fu said, "Seeds donated by foreign nations? The Ministry of Revenue doesn't have any.

The vegetable seeds, fruit trees and poultry donated by foreign countries were all planted and raised in Shanglinyuan.

The Ministry of Revenue will only include it in the catalog after it is grown in Shanglinyuan and its edible value and yield are known.

If you want foreign seeds, you must apply to the emperor."