This explanation made Gu An'an feel that her ugly-cute little yellow chick had finally found a kindred spirit.

However, Gu An'an was still somewhat hesitant about whether to choose the ugly-cute little yellow chick or to become a giant panda or something.

Mei Niang boldly suggested, "Why don't we all make some and give it a try?"

It won't take long anyway.

“Alright, let’s make some first. It just so happens that the Lower Yuan Festival is in a few days. We’ll go to Anzhou Prefecture then and see how well these dolls are selling.”

We'll observe the market reaction first before deciding on the shipment.

Gu An'an felt that her method was relatively safe.

Zhao Qianqian's eyes lit up. "If you're going to Anzhou Prefecture, I'll go too."

What are you going to Anzhou Prefecture for?

"Can't I look after my aunt?"

She spoke with such confidence that Gu An'an couldn't refute her. "As long as your family agrees, I have no objection."

"Alright, I know you just don't want any trouble. I'll talk to my father about it later. It's settled then. You can't sneak away without telling me."

Gu An'an smiled and said, "I know. You should go back quickly so your father won't worry and come looking for you again."

This is Master Zhao's precious daughter, the kind that's so delicate she'd be afraid to even put her in his mouth.

After Zhao Qianqian left, Man Niang said, "It's good to let Miss Zhao go. We used to be the best at setting up these kinds of schemes. We'd find a few shills to drive up the price, and suddenly it would be incredibly expensive."

It has to be said that Gu An'an was very satisfied with her eye for talent; she and Man Niang were of the same mind!