Zhang's Education

[Bonus Chapter 2 for Ally Snoopy]

After Zhang Han left, Wang Juan called Ziyan multiple times. Finally, on the sixth attempt, she got through.

"I'm sorry, Miss," Wang Juan said bitterly. "I couldn't stop Mr. Zhang. He took Mengmeng out."

"Mm, I understand."

Ziyan said this and hung up the phone.

She was walking towards her office. She had confirmed the MV shoot with Mei Qi. Mei Qi could arrange it, but only with a secondary team. The best teams were all busy with Xu Ruoyu.

Mei Qi had even advised her to postpone the album release, saying there was no need to rush. But Ziyan refused outright. Sometimes, like Zhang Han, she had her own stubbornness, refusing to turn back even when hitting a brick wall.

Back in her office, Ziyan dialed Zhang Han's number.

At that moment, Zhang Han had just arrived downstairs with the Little Princess. Seeing Ziyan's call, Zhang Han immediately rejected it.

"Huh? He hung up on me?" Ziyan felt a surge of anger and called again.

Less than two seconds later, the call was rejected again. When she tried to call a third time, the phone was already switched off.

"Jerk, that stubborn jerk!"

Ziyan gritted her teeth in anger!

Since Mengmeng had been taken out, Ziyan didn't want to say anything more. She just wanted to remind Zhang Han not to let Mengmeng get sunburned, as New Moon Mountain was a large open area.

Zhang Han was direct and decisive. With a calm expression, he turned off his phone and put it in his pocket.

He had thought Ziyan was calling to scold him. Ignoring that, he planned to give Mengmeng some Zhang's Education.

"Mengmeng, does Auntie Wang usually treat you well?" Zhang Han asked with a light smile.

"She, she's okay." Mengmeng replied in her childish voice.

"Then why do you call her an old witch? And why did you want Daddy to hit her?" Zhang Han asked softly.

"Because, because she wouldn't let Mengmeng play outside, so Mengmeng didn't like her anymore," Mengmeng pouted.

"Mengmeng," Zhang Han looked at the Little Princess and said seriously, "You can't act like this in the future. You need to learn to respect people, okay?"

"I know," Mengmeng replied in a slightly dejected tone.

This is the first time Daddy has ever told me off. Hmph, I'm unhappy.

"Daddy isn't saying you're wrong. Although they are all ants, you should respect those who are good to you. As for those who aren't good to you, you can curse them however you like. You don't even need to speak; Daddy will deal with them," Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Daddy, I know." It was unclear if Mengmeng understood, but she pouted and nodded seriously.

"That's a good girl. Daddy will buy you ice cream later," Zhang Han patted Mengmeng's head.

"Okay! I want a big ice cream, and Mengmeng wants to eat it with Daddy," Mengmeng giggled happily.

Zhang Han picked up the Little Princess and placed her in the back seat before driving away from Cloud Sound Garden.

"Mengmeng, remember what Daddy just told you."

Fearing Mengmeng would forget, Zhang Han couldn't help but repeat himself: "That saying is, 'If people respect me one foot, I will respect them ten feet.' It means if someone gives you one foot of respect, you should give them ten feet of respect."

This was also part of Zhang Han's code of conduct. Back in the Cultivation World, people had shown him immense respect, and in return, Zhang Han's rewards were enough for them to live for centuries. It was a similar principle.

"However," Zhang Han's tone shifted, with a hint of dominance, "there's another part to it: 'If people ruin one of my seeds, I will destroy ten thousand of theirs!' This means if someone maliciously destroys even a little bit of what you have, you destroy ten thousand times more of theirs!"

The original saying was, "If people ruin one of my seeds, I will destroy three bushels of theirs." But in Zhang Han's version, it became "I will destroy ten thousand of theirs!"

It was like when Zhang Han swept through those ten super sects. It was because those ten sects had joined forces and, in Zhang Han's absence, had looted the treasures from one of his palaces. At that time, Zhang Han hadn't made many moves in the Cultivation World, so no one knew how high his cultivation was.

Thus, Zhang Han let the world see his true cultivation, suppressing the ten super sects with his invincible might. Few could achieve such a feat.

Zhang Han's words were profound. Mengmeng couldn't fully understand, but she still nodded seriously and said in her childish voice:

"I, I know, Daddy."

"Mm," Zhang Han smiled slightly. "It's good that you know. But you need to remember this saying from now on: 'You are all ants, but if you respect me one foot, I will return ten feet. If you ruin one of my seeds, I will destroy ten thousand of yours!' Come on, say it with me."

"'You are all ants!'" Mengmeng remembered this part quite clearly, but she couldn't recall the rest, mumbling incoherently, looking anxious.

Zhang Han told her sentence by sentence, and Mengmeng finally said in her childish voice:

"If you respect me one foot, I'll return ten feet. If you... ruin one of my seeds, I'll... destroy ten thousand of yours!"

"That's right," Zhang Han laughed heartily. As they passed a parking lot, Zhang Han pulled over and said, "Daddy will take you to buy ice cream. It's a reward for being good."

"Wow, okay! Ice cream!" Mengmeng giggled happily, waving her little hands.

Zhang Han carried the Little Princess to buy an ice cream. Mengmeng took two joyful bites and then offered some to her Daddy.

Zhang Han didn't stand on ceremony and finished about a third of it in two bites.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng stared, seeing only a third of the ice cream left.

"Wow, it's really delicious. Mengmeng, you eat too," Zhang Han said, suppressing his laughter.

"Okay," Mengmeng nodded blankly and started eating it bite by bite.

"Hahaha..."

Seeing Mengmeng's adorable appearance, Zhang Han let out a hearty laugh.

He actually didn't like overly sweet ice cream. The reason he ate two-thirds of it was to prevent Mengmeng from eating too much.

Driving his car, Zhang Han headed to the seed cultivation base in the southern district.

In Hong Kong, most staple ingredients like rice and flour are imported, with very little being grown locally. Zhang Han had spent over half an hour searching online that morning before finally finding a seed base.

Zhang Han planned to start planting organic ingredients today. With the nourishment of Spirit Soil and Spirit Water, the growth cycle of various ingredients would be significantly shortened. Furthermore, once grown, the ingredients would remain in their perfect state without harvesting until they were picked.

This was one of the powerful functions of Spirit Water and Spirit Soil.

"Hello sir, what would you like to buy?" a middle-aged man greeted him.

The seed cultivation base wasn't just for growing crops; it was also Hong Kong's largest wholesale supplier. They sold all kinds of grains. The facility was located deep in the southern district, built against a mountain, with a large flat area behind it and several spacious tents.

"I want to buy some seeds," Zhang Han replied.

"Buy seeds?" The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback. He had initially thought Zhang Han was there to wholesale grains, not buy seeds. Usually, people buying seeds didn't purchase large quantities, as most people in Hong Kong didn't have enough land to plant them. Consequently, the middle-aged man's smile faded slightly.

"What kind of rice seeds do you have? What are the better brands?" Zhang Han asked.

"Sir, you're going to plant them yourself, right?" the middle-aged man inquired.

"Mm."

"We have many seed brands here, both domestic and foreign. I'll get you a list to look at."

The middle-aged man said this, turned, and retrieved a list from the front desk.

Zhang Han glanced at it briefly; he hadn't heard of most of them. However, upon seeing one name, Zhang Han pointed directly at it and said, "Let's go with Wuchang Daohua Xiang."

"Oh, an expert!" The middle-aged man smiled in surprise. "It seems you know something about rice. Wuchang Daohua Xiang is the general term for a type of rice from the Wuchang region of Harbin City in Heilongjiang Province, as well as the rice milled from it."

The middle-aged man briefly explained, "We have Daohua Xiang No. 2 here. This rice is known for its fragrance, sweetness, good texture, and that it doesn't become stale after cooking."

"Daohua Xiang is a long-grain fragrant rice. Even the rice seedlings emit a fragrance, and the rice itself is very aromatic. When cooking, it releases a delicate aroma. This Wuchang Daohua Xiang is renowned nationwide and is one of the highest-grade rices currently available."

"Mm," Zhang Han nodded faintly.

After the middle-aged man finished his introduction, he continued, "However, Wuchang Daohua Xiang rice is also more expensive. In mainland China, authentic Daohua Xiang costs over 20 yuan per jin. Even in Heilongjiang Province, it's over ten yuan. Here in Hong Kong, it can reach fifty yuan per jin, and you have to make sure you're buying the real thing. Most of what's on the market now is mixed with other rice. It's most reassuring when someone like you plants it themselves."

"Mm, the price doesn't matter. Just give me the seeds," Zhang Han nodded and said.

"Alright," the middle-aged man took out a pen and paper. "How much do you need, sir?"

"About two hundred square meters," Zhang Han replied after thinking.

The reserved paddy field area was about two hundred square meters, which was relatively small. The wheat field would also be around two hundred square meters. These were to be prioritized for planting.

"Two hundred square meters? That's not small!" A hint of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's face. "Two hundred square meters is about one-third of a mu. One mu is six hundred and sixty-six square meters. One mu of Daohua Xiang can yield about eight hundred jin of rice. Two hundred square meters should yield around two hundred and thirty jin. I'll put it down as two hundred square meters on the order. Here in Hong Kong, if the rice planting efficiency is good, we can have three harvests a year. By the way, sir, are you planning to plant soon? We also have Daohua Xiang seedlings here. You can plant them directly after buying them. They are one hundred percent genuine, though slightly more expensive."

"Then I'll take the seedlings. The price is not an issue," Zhang Han replied.

"Okay, I'll prepare an order for two hundred square meters for you, sir," the middle-aged man nodded.

"Besides rice, I also need some wheat seeds," Zhang Han added after thinking.

"Wheat too? What brand? How much?" The middle-aged man's eyebrows lit up.

Five minutes later, the middle-aged man wrote another order for two hundred square meters of wheat seeds.

"I also need some corn seeds," Zhang Han said again.

"Corn? We have regular corn, sweet corn, and glutinous corn..."

The middle-aged man prepared another order, taking a small amount of each of the three types of corn, about forty to fifty square meters worth.