Traveling back to ancient times to get rich

At the break of dawn the next day, just as the east was beginning to lighten, Ye Qingchen got up early and busied herself. She rummaged through her belongings and finally found a snow-white long robe embroidered with white bamboo, a garment she had previously bought for Gu Changfeng. The robe was of excellent quality, well-tailored, and exuded an air of nobility.

Ye Qingchen gently draped the long robe over Liu Yufeng's shoulders, carefully smoothing out every wrinkle and detail. Then, she took out her makeup box and began meticulously applying makeup to Liu Yufeng's face. With delicate strokes, she outlined his already exquisite features, making them appear even more three-dimensional and profound. After her touch-ups, Liu Yufeng's skin became as white as mutton-fat jade, revealing a delicate and fragile quality that evoked a sense of tenderness and pity.

However, this alone was not enough for Ye Qingchen. Her bright eyes darted around, and a new idea came to her. With deft movements, she braided Liu Yufeng's long, glossy black hair into a long braid, making her look as free and unrestrained as a barbarian. But even so, Ye Qingchen still felt that something was missing.

She gazed into thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. She picked out a dazzling gemstone headband from the jewelry box and carefully placed it on the center of Liu Yufeng's forehead. The gemstone shimmered with captivating light, like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly adding a touch of noble mystery to Liu Yufeng.

Ye Qingchen took a few steps back, looking her masterpiece up and down, a satisfied smile gradually spreading across her lips. Liu Yufeng was now completely transformed, perfectly matching her expectations.

After meticulously applying makeup to Liu Yufeng, Ye Qingchen paused briefly before immediately beginning to select outfits for Dong Yijia. After careful consideration, she finally chose a moon-white dress. The dress was made of a light, airy material, as if moonlight had fallen upon it, radiating a soft, gentle glow. The hem of the skirt fluttered in the wind, like the flowing sleeves of a fairy dancing gracefully.

Next, Ye Qingchen selected a pair of snow-white sheepskin boots from among the many shoes and gently put them on Dong Yijia. These boots were small and exquisite, complementing the overall outfit and adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness.

Then, Ye Qingchen showcased her exquisite hairstyling skills, braiding Dong Yijia's cascading long hair into numerous intricate braids. Each braid resembled a lively little dragon, winding and coiling around Dong Yijia's head. The gemstones embedded in the braids sparkled like countless stars. Furthermore, Ye Qingchen thoughtfully added a gemstone headband to the center of Dong Yijia's forehead, its dazzling brilliance instantly illuminating her entire face.

After finishing these steps, Ye Qingchen began to refine Dong Yijia's features. Holding a paintbrush, she carefully outlined each line, making her already striking features even more deep and captivating. After this skillful touch, the naturally beautiful and outstanding Dong Yijia was now even more stunning, like a celestial being, leaving everyone utterly mesmerized.

Before his eyes, Old Master Lu had completely changed his appearance. Gone was his patched-up, multicolored rags; in his place was an incredibly luxurious mansion! The fabric was clearly of great value, embroidered with exquisite patterns in gold thread, shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight, making him appear so noble that it was hard to look directly at him.

However, the only flaw was the dog-beating stick in his hand, which was rather conspicuous. While not exactly worn-out, it looked utterly out of place with his current attire. To make the stick less conspicuous, Ye Qingchen, standing nearby, had a clever idea. He found a bag used for carrying flutes from somewhere and carefully placed the stick inside. In this way, at first glance, no one could tell what was inside.

Ye Qingchen finally returned to her women's attire, her pale purple dress flowing and graceful like the clouds in the sky. The dress trailed on the ground, like a blooming violet flower, exuding a captivating fragrance. Part of her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, gently brushing against her fair skin; the other part was meticulously styled into an elegant updo, adorned with several exquisite hairpins that shimmered with dazzling light, further enhancing her regal air.

Standing beside her was Gu Changfeng, also dressed in purple. As if telepathically connected with Ye Qingchen, their attire complemented each other perfectly, making them a match made in heaven. They gently washed away their makeup, revealing their natural faces. Their skin was as white and flawless as alabaster, so delicate and smooth it was breathtaking. Even without makeup, their beauty was captivating, drawing all eyes.

Now, Dong Nanxi, dressed exceptionally luxuriously today, wore a purple-gold crown that shimmered with dazzling light, as if inlaid with countless glittering gems, mesmerizing all who beheld it. Its craftsmanship was exquisite, delicate and refined, every detail showcasing unparalleled luxury and nobility. From afar, Dong Nanxi resembled Jia Baoyu stepping out of a painting, elegant and handsome, attracting everyone's attention.

Little Yue'er wore a delicate pink brocade dress, its soft, smooth texture embroidered with exquisite patterns that resembled blooming peach blossoms. Two playful little braids adorned her hair, like lively rabbit ears. Each braid was tied into a round ball with pink ribbons, adorned with two fluffy pink pom-poms that swayed gently with her movements, like twinkling stars. She wore dainty red boots, their surfaces also decorated with delicate embroidery, perfectly complementing her dress and enhancing her charming beauty. Most striking was a vibrant red dot painted in vermilion on the center of her smooth forehead, like a dazzling ruby, adding a touch of mystery and allure. From afar, Little Yue'er looked like a fairy from a fairytale, irresistibly cute and endearing.

Looking at Han Zhi and Zhao Fei, they were also dressed in fine clothes, but compared to Dong Nanxi, they appeared slightly inferior. Although their clothes were of excellent quality and well-tailored, it was immediately obvious that they were merely stewards of the household. Nevertheless, their attire still displayed a certain taste and demeanor; after all, as stewards, they needed to maintain a certain level of decorum to command respect.

This family disguised themselves as merchants, bringing their Hu (non-Han) friends, their grandchildren, and their great-grandchildren with them, to the capital for sightseeing. Although they attracted attention, no one stopped them, making it safer for them.