Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

Chapter 114 The Milk Tea Shop is Making Crazy Money

If you ask what is the most popular thing in Beijing nowadays, it must be milk tea!

The newly opened Mixue milk tea shop of Princess Gulun has a unique taste that is highly praised by people.

After the rumor of the princess's magical powers spread like wildfire, the store's business was incredibly hot. This made Du Ruolan very happy. She was grinning from ear to ear all day long. Counting money every day would make her hands ache, but she still enjoyed it.

It’s a pity that there is a person who is unable to experience such a lively scene. He has to live in the palace for several days and cannot share this joy with her. It really makes people feel a little regretful.

Ziwei looked at the scene of the bustling crowds of customers and nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at those waiters who have been temporarily trained, they have performed quite well and can always give every customer a warm and comfortable feeling as if they are at home.

When Ziwei finally found Du Ruolan, who was busy counting money, she saw the mountains of copper coins surrounding her. Her lips twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but teasingly said, "Miss Du, is it really that serious? Your Du family is already a wealthy and powerful family, so why do you act like you've never seen money before?"

Hearing this, Du Ruolan quickly stood up and responded with a smile, "Oh, how can we compare! The original livelihoods of our family were all taken over from my father naturally, and we just had to operate according to the established procedures. However, this milk tea shop, from the initial store decoration to the subsequent preparations and official opening, all aspects were handled by me personally. So, the mood is naturally very different!"

"Okay, I'm happy for you. I'm just worried that you'll have so much money in the future that you won't even want to count it."

"That's great! I'll just remove the bed and use the money to build a new one to sleep on. It'll definitely be great!"

Thinking of the beautiful woman sleeping in ecstasy on the thick copper bed, Ziwei shivered. She felt so cold!

Ziwei took out a piece of paper full of words from her bosom and handed it to her.

"It contains detailed recipes for hamburgers and fried chicken, as well as methods for making several unique seasonings. You must arrange for someone reliable to study them carefully."

Ziwei looked at Du Ruolan firmly, her tone serious and sincere, "Now I am determined to develop the Qing Dynasty into a more prosperous one, but this requires a huge amount of silver to support it. Therefore, the important task of making money can only be entrusted to you. If you are short of manpower, you can go to Fu Kang'an for help. He should have many retired soldiers on hand."

Hearing this, Du Ruolan couldn't help but be shocked: Expanding the Qing Dynasty? This is what the current emperor is concerned about! What exactly is Ziwei trying to do? Filled with suspicion and uneasiness, Du Ruolan walked to the window with trepidation, pushed it open gently, and then stuck her head out to look around for a long time. After confirming that no one was around, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she quickly returned to Ziwei's side and asked in a low voice, "Ziwei, could it be that... you want to seize the throne and declare yourself empress? Oh my God, are you crazy? Such an act is truly treasonous!"

In an instant, a deep fear surged into her heart like a tide, instantly drowning Du Ruolan.

She had only thought about going to Beijing to do business and make a profit, and had never expected that she would be involved in such a shocking incident.

When she thought about how her father would be furious and furious if this matter were to be exposed, and even her ancestors would probably be so angry that they would break out of the underworld, point at her nose and curse her for being a disobedient and unfilial daughter, Du Ruolan felt weak all over and her legs trembled like sieves.

Ziwei couldn't help but burst out laughing. She reached out her delicate hand and gently tapped the other person's forehead. She said coquettishly, "What are you thinking about? I have no interest in the so-called throne of empress. I simply hope that our people can live a prosperous life and no longer suffer from bullying and oppression from other countries."

Hearing this, Du Ruolan first patted her chest exaggeratedly, as if to dispel all the fear in her heart. Then she took a few deep breaths and said with a sense of relief: "Oh, I'm scared to death! Our Qing Dynasty is now extremely powerful. Looking around the world, which country can compare to us? And even if there really comes a day when the sky falls, won't we still have those men to hold it up! If the court allows us women to engage in business freely in the future, I will be satisfied!"

Ziwei only smiled slightly at Du Ruolan's innocent words and did not explain further. Those who had not experienced those things could not imagine the dire situation that China was in during those hundred years.

"Okay, sister, I'll leave this business to you. You have to run it carefully and do a good job! As for me, I'll just sit in the mansion and count the money!" After saying that, Ziwei turned around and walked towards the door, her steps light and firm.

She also needed to visit the Ministry of Industry; there were some things she could start researching. The Qing Dynasty was vast and rich in resources, and if she wanted to utilize all the resources, building roads and improving transportation was paramount.

Du Ruolan was stunned as she watched Ziwei leave. Why was she just leaving like that without even looking back? Didn't she even want to take a look at the account book? Wasn't she curious at all about how much money she'd earned in just a few days? Thinking of this, Du Ruolan couldn't help but shake her head and sighed helplessly.

Looking at her back as she left, then turning around to look at the copper coins scattered on the ground, Du Ruolan shrugged.

I'm just an ordinary person, so what if I like money?

The street was indeed bustling. Ziwei walked towards the Ministry of Industry absentmindedly. As she passed a stall, she heard Saiya's voice.

The stall was crowded with people. Ziwei did not squeeze forward, but released her mental power to look around.

It turned out to be a ring-tossing stall, with all kinds of bottles and jars placed on the ground. Of course, they were not antiques, but they were born with outstanding shapes. They would be nice to take home and make flower pots.