Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Next, the court officials began to discuss the specifics of moving the capital.

These people were arguing so fiercely that their faces turned red and their necks bulged.

Zhao Gou stood at the very top. In fact, he didn't understand many things and was even a little sleepy.

He yawned and couldn't help but say, "Gentlemen, please continue your discussion. I'll go check on His Majesty first."

I want to go back to sleep.

Now he is the ancestor of all eunuchs, and his treatment has been improved by more than a little bit.

His bed was so big and soft, it was incredibly comfortable.

"Eunuch Zhao, why don't you and Minister Yan count out the silver in His Majesty's private treasury first?" Pei Yuan suggested.

"In this way, we can move forward with the relocation of the capital."

Zhao Gou thought that made sense; they would have to do this sooner or later anyway.

"Lord Yan, come with me," he said loudly, his tone carrying a hint of the arrogance of a high-ranking eunuch.

Yan Wenli was extremely eager to receive money.

He quickly followed Zhao Gou and left.

After the two left, the court officials couldn't hold back any longer and questioned Pei Yuan:

"Your Excellency, how could you agree to His Majesty's request to move the capital? This is utterly absurd! It's a waste of resources and manpower, and will leave you with a lasting stain on your reputation!"

Pei Yuan remained calm: "His Majesty has already made up his mind and has already paid the money, so there's no point in me objecting."

The ministers: "..."

She was about to question him further when she looked up and only saw Pei Yuan's back as he left the main hall.

Good heavens, even Lord Pei has gone mad.

The ministers sighed in dismay.

Only the old minister He Song showed no sign of worry, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

Lord Pei has clearly emptied His Majesty's private treasury.

As for moving the capital, it's most likely just a formality to postpone it.

For example, relocating the capital requires planning and budgeting first, right? It takes one or two years.

Building the imperial city requires drawing up blueprints, right? Drawing up blueprints can take one or two years.

If they just find some free thing to postpone, and given the emperor's frail health, he might die any day in a few years.

Then there will be no need to move the capital.

Wow, that's brilliant!

It has to be the Grand Secretary.

......

Meanwhile, Shen Qing opened the system.

[Ding—Congratulations, host, you have unlocked a new pizza product: Durian Pizza! The maximum ingredient purchase limit is 100 pizzas!]

Durian pizza?

This is another kind of food that some people love and others hate.

Durian is considered an expensive fruit even in modern times.

It has a strange smell; those who dislike it avoid it like the plague, while those who like it become increasingly addicted to it.

Anyway, they're picky about who they hire.

Durian pizza is quite easy to make. The dough is made the same way as bacon and potato pizza, only the toppings are different.

When the time was almost right, Shen Qing went to Zhiwei Restaurant.

After purchasing the ingredients, she started kneading and letting the dough rest, preparing to make pizza.

The durians provided by the system are fresh durians with their shells on.

Shen Qing took a knife, pressed the tip against the faintly discernible pattern on the bottom of the durian, and pried it open with force using his wrist.

Instantly, the outer shell cracked, revealing a golden slit.

A burst of sweet, aggressive aroma erupted, like an invisible odor bomb, exploding throughout the entire Zhiwei Restaurant.

"What does it taste like??"

"This smell... it smells a bit like rotten eggs?"

"Sister Shen, what are you doing?"

"..."

All the workers at Zhiwei Restaurant rushed to Shen Qing, looking completely bewildered.

The crowd surged forward and saw that Shen Qing was holding two golden halves of fruit, which looked like huge amber cashews, something they had never seen before.

"What is this?" Xiao Mo asked with a look of surprise.

Shen Qing explained, "Durian is a fruit, and today's new product is durian pizza."

"But this smell..." Xiao Mo asked in surprise.

This fruit smells bad.

Situ Liang, standing to the side, had his eyes light up: "Isn't this just like stinky tofu or snail rice noodles?"

"That's about right, you can have a taste later."

Shen Qing said with a smile.

She actually quite likes durian and doesn't find it smelly.

Once the dough had risen, Shen Qing quickly spread it out into a thin, even round pancake.

Brush olive oil on the cutting board, then place the dough on the cutting board and prick small holes with a fork.

Fresh durian flesh requires no processing; simply tear it apart by hand into small pieces.

Then, place a layer of cheese strips on the bottom of the pie, add the shredded durian pulp, and then another layer of cheese strips.

Finally, drizzle a few small pieces of butter on top and bake in the oven.

Once in the oven, the durian flesh undergoes a remarkable transformation: the surface tightens slightly, forming a caramelized film that locks in all the moisture and aroma inside.

The durian, partially exposed to the cheese, was baked until it developed tiny caramel-colored spots, and the butter slowly melted, seeping deep into the durian and cheese.

The roasting process was over in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

The moment it came out of the oven, a rich aroma of milk and fruit filled the air, seemingly neutralizing the pungent smell of durian.

"Oh my god! I can smell it, I can smell it! It's a new product, it's definitely a new product!"

"Madam Shen has released a new product!"

"We're in luck! We have a new product! It smells so milky and sweet, although there's a slightly odd smell, but anything made by Madam Shen is special!"

"Oh my god, I'm craving it!"

"..."

The three people at the front of the door were Zhao Gou's men. They had been sleeping at the entrance of the restaurant last night. Their hard work paid off, and they were finally about to buy the goods.

Before long, the restaurant doors opened.

Shen Qing's voice rang out as usual: "Today's new product is durian pizza, 99 servings in total, one serving per person."

"The existing product categories and purchase restrictions remain unchanged."

The three lackeys rushed forward immediately.

"The three of us, two durian pizzas and one bacon and potato pizza, to go!!"

Yesterday, Eunuch Zhao specifically instructed that if there are any new products, we should buy the new products first.

Shen Qing knew at a glance that these three people were sent by the palace.

However, it's only three portions, so it's not a waste and there's no need to make things difficult.

She nodded, accepted the money, and took three pizzas out of the oven.

The bacon and potato pizza, needless to say, was something everyone had already seen yesterday.

When the durian pizza came out, everyone craned their necks to see what it was all about.

After all, they didn't even know what a durian was.

On the wooden cutting board, the edges of the pizza puffed up high, the durian pizza had been baked with a tiger-skin pattern of golden and brown spots, the cheese was baked to a golden brown, and the durian flesh was browned.

A sweet aroma wafted into everyone's nostrils—the scent of wheat and milk—making their mouths water.

The pungent smell of raw durian, caused by sulfur compounds, was somewhat tamed by the high temperature, making it less irritating.

"I really want to eat this..." The three lackeys drooled.

But unfortunately, they couldn't eat it; it was bought for the emperor, so they could only look on with envy.

"Hurry, hurry, I want to try this durian pizza!"

"I want to try it too, it looks delicious!"

"Durian pizza, durian pizza!"

"..."

The crowd erupted in excitement.

Among them was a very peculiar person, who was dressed in a black robe and hat, completely covering his body except for a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes held a mixture of incomprehension, confusion, and a touch of arrogance.