Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Just be patient and wait. I will definitely write it in detail and clearly!" As she spoke, she wrote quickly. Not only did she describe the text in detail, she even drew several categories of pictures like doodles.

This is really thanks to the original owner's memory, which seems to have given her a cheat to her painting ability, improving it to several levels at once.

Du Ruolan was seen grinding ink slowly in her hands, while her beautiful eyes were fixed on the painting she was creating. The food depicted on the painting looked delicious and mouth-watering.

Du Ruolan stared at it eagerly, wishing she could grab the delicious food from the painting and stuff it into her mouth. Time passed by, and just as she was looking forward to it, Ziwei finally put down her pen.

"Sister Du, look at this round thing. It's called a birthday cake. It can be made big, small, or even have many layers! And these are all the various pastries that I know. I have written down their specific production methods carefully here. You should quickly arrange for someone to study it carefully, but there is one thing you must pay special attention to, that is, hygiene must be strictly controlled, and you must not be careless!" Ziwei repeatedly reminded with a serious face.

After all, who didn't know that the milk tea shop was owned by the illustrious Princess Gulun? Naturally, no one would be so blind as to compete with her for her business, much less resort to underhanded tactics. This princess was a fairy descended from the earth, possessing magical powers! No matter how powerful they were, they were still mere mortals.

Du Ruolan nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry about that. Our kitchen is so clean and tidy that it's almost becoming the sterile environment you mentioned!"

Ziwei smiled faintly, saying that a sterile environment cannot be achieved by just cleaning it.

The days passed by quickly, and before we knew it, it was already the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month.

It's the dead of winter, and the chill is growing stronger, but a strong festive atmosphere permeates the entire country. Every household is busy preparing various gifts, hoping to send the most sincere and beautiful blessings during the Spring Festival.

The Princess's residence was bustling with activity, its high threshold practically breaking down with visitors offering gifts. Besides the generous gifts regularly delivered from the Imperial Palace, the first to arrive were the renowned Fucha family.

Two carriages loaded with rare treasures slowly stopped in front of the princess's mansion. The items on the carriages were dazzling and countless, and all of them were rare treasures of high quality.

The person in charge of escorting this batch of holiday gifts was the chief steward of the Fucha family. He was dressed smartly and looked respectful. He held a thick gift list in his hand and carefully handed it to the chief steward Chu of the princess's mansion.

He said softly, "Steward Chu, this is the festival gift that my Fucha family specially prepared for Her Royal Highness the Princess. The head of the family has ordered that Your Royal Highness the Princess does not need to return the gift this time. After all, the delicious fruits and exquisite gifts that Your Royal Highness the Princess sent some time ago are worth far more than what we sent today! I hope Your Royal Highness the Princess can use and dispose of these gifts at will." After saying this, he bowed slightly.

Chu Zhou took the heavy gift list and stroked his bald chin with his hand. A hearty smile appeared on his face as he responded, "Haha, thank you so much for your kindness! I will report the matter to the princess later. By the way, seeing that New Year's Eve is almost here, I think it's time for your Fucha family's famous young general to return, right?"

Hearing this, the steward of the Fucha family also responded with a kind smile and nodded, "That's right, just as you said, the young general will be returning to Beijing and home soon." Just like that, the two middle-aged men stood opposite each other, squinted their eyes at each other, and laughed happily and harmoniously at the same time.

With the Fucha family taking the lead, the families that came later to send holiday gifts did not dare to ask for any return gifts, and simply said that they were worthless things given to the princess to play with.

Ziwei looked at the gold and silver jewelry, agate and jade, precious fabrics and clothes, antique calligraphy and paintings. Are these worthless things? How rich are these officials? No wonder Prince He likes to hold funerals for himself so much. This way of making money is really fast.

"No matter who sends the gifts, I will accept them all. As for the return gifts, I just established my own government and don't have that much money, so I'll just send some fruits to each family. They may not have seen these fruits anyway."

Chu Zhou: ... Working in the princess's mansion is really easy. You only need to accept gifts and don't have to give any. There is no need to worry about the mansion going bankrupt.

The princess's return gift was a fruit that had never been seen in the north. The news quickly spread throughout the capital, and people both known and unknown came to give gifts.

The warehouse in the princess's mansion could no longer hold all the things in one courtyard, so they converted another courtyard into a warehouse to store things.

In the Cining Palace.

When the Queen Mother heard the report about what was happening in the Princess's Mansion, she frowned. What did this girl need so much money for?

Because of this problem, he couldn't sleep well for several days and his spirit became worse and worse. Qing'er was frightened and wanted to summon the imperial physician but was stopped by the empress dowager.

Qing'er could only worry and take care of the child more carefully.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was already the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. Ziwei, who was busy, hurriedly called Chu Zhou to inquire about the situation. When she learned that no one had brought any holiday gifts for two days, she frowned slightly. After a moment's thought, she ordered, "Immediately send someone to deliver all the holiday gifts from the officials to the national treasury. Make sure the event is grand and attract everyone's attention!"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and then added, "Leave the gifts from the Fucha family, and send away all the other officials' gifts."

Chu Zhou understood. He knew that Ziwei's move must have a deep meaning, so he agreed without hesitation and specially borrowed a lot of people from Jingzhao Yin to help deal with the matter.

As the boxes of exquisite gifts were delivered to the treasury, the streets of the capital erupted in excitement. Citizens stopped to watch, stunned by the magnificent procession, whispering and discussing the event. The servants of the officials hurried back to their homes to report what they had seen and heard to their masters. For a time, the entire capital was filled with rumors that Princess Gulun had no love for money.

The Empress Dowager, far away in the Cining Palace, finally felt a sense of relief after hearing this. It turned out that Ziwei had an ulterior motive behind this move: she was actually trying to collect money for the national treasury. As long as Ziwei had no ulterior motives, everything was settled.