Gu An'an poked Zhao Qianqian's head and said, "She's the daughter of the Chen family, the prefectural governor. Does she need me to play matchmaker if she likes a certain young man?"

Zhao Qianqian frowned, dodged Gu An'an's finger-flicking technique, and said with a grin, "Jiang Mingyi, of course."

This answer left Gu An'an both amused and exasperated. "What nonsense are you talking about? She's never even met Ming Yi. You can't just say things like that, lest you unjustly smear someone's reputation."

"Alright, I was just rambling on." She had nothing to say to Chen Shu and couldn't get a word in edgewise.

The daughter of a merchant family is the most adept at reading people's expressions and acting accordingly; she would never say such thoughtless things.

"But what does she need from you? Just for that little yellow chick?" Although Zhao Qianqian was the one who made the final decision to develop the little yellow chick, she didn't expect that this unconventional method would actually ignite the market.

"Yes, our little yellow chick needs a name change now."

Zhao Qianqian asked instinctively, "What?"

"Miracle Little Yellow".

Zhao Qianqian: "..." He really seems uneducated.

Gu An'an felt she had found a new idea: Miracle Little Yellow is a merchandise item for Little Yellow Chicken, and girls always have a dream of lace (cross-dressing).

Let them go and mess around with the little yellow chicks.

The little yellow chicks wearing silk coats at the Anping County Puppet Shop were originally created by Gu An'an to coax Bao'er.

Unexpectedly, the effect was quite good, so she simply threw the dressed-up little yellow chick over to the puppet shop as a display piece.

The effect was obvious, and as expected, it attracted the attention of Chen Shufeng and Feng Yue, the two best friends.

What's the difference between those noble ladies from the capital and Chen Shu and Feng Yue?

There has been no shortage of competition among little girls to outshine each other, mainly in terms of clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics, which is nothing new.

Dressing up the little yellow chick is a different story; you don't need anyone else's help, you have to rely entirely on your own creativity.

That's an excellent method.

In the afternoon, Gu An'an called Man Niang, who was traveling with her to the capital, to the car and told her about her idea.

Man Niang's eyes lit up when she heard this. "Master's idea is good. Then we can have another competition to see who can make the little yellow chick's costume the most popular."

"Yes, how many plush toys are we taking to the capital this time?"

Man Niang blurted out, "Some time ago, Mei Niang and the embroiderers worked overtime to produce a total of five hundred little yellow chicks."

"Alright, that'll be five hundred then. We'll hold another competition later to see who can dress up the little yellow chicks the most attractively. The one with the most votes will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver."

Zhao Qianqian, squeezed into a carriage, pouted, "Is that all the money you have?"

“The reward doesn’t need to be particularly high; the important thing is that we need to have this attitude.” Gu An’an didn’t think one hundred taels of silver was too little. “We’ll announce the competition first, and then sell the little yellow chick.”

"Then should we price it a bit higher?"

"It's only two taels of silver each, but I'll have to trouble you. Remember to register them when you sell them. If anyone resells them and inflates the price of the little yellow chicks, we won't do business with them anymore."

Zhao Qianqian was stunned. "It's just a little yellow chick, is it really that serious?"

"My persimmons, which cost one penny each, serve as a cautionary tale."

Immediately, the Zhao family's daughter shut her mouth and stopped speaking; she had absolutely no say in this matter.

Gu An'an then pulled Man Niang aside for a detailed discussion, and the matter was brought up again when they rested at the post station that night.

This made Feng Yue, who was at the same table, glance at Gu An'an a few more times. "Are you two going to come up with something new again?"

Gu An'an smiled and explained, which made Feng Yue's eyes widen. "Then I want to participate too, is that okay?"

She spent the whole day discussing with Chen Shu how to make Lele look better. Unfortunately, she wasn't very good at needlework, but she still wanted to give it a try.

It's all about participation.

"Shu'er, do you want to come with me?" The little girl's coquettishness was irresistible. Her sweet voice, her little hands tugging at her sleeves, and her adorable face made it impossible for Chen Shu to refuse, let alone Chen Shu. Who could resist such a cute and cuddly girl?

Chen Shu agreed, but then felt it was too childish. She looked at her cousin, who wasn't much younger than her, and asked, "Qianqian, do you want to participate too?"

"I'm not going to participate in such a... impossible game." Zhao Qianqian suddenly changed her mind. "I don't know how to sew, it would be like killing me if I participated. You guys can play by yourselves. Later, you can bring more of those noble ladies to participate. When the doll shop comes out with new products, Sister Gu will send them to you as soon as possible."

The young lady from the merchant family possessed an exceptional business acumen, bestowing VIP treatment upon two noble ladies from Anzhou Prefecture.

Gu An'an quickly added, "Yes, we're unfamiliar with the capital, so we'll probably need your help to promote it."

VIP treatment, allowing you to receive the latest dolls from the doll shop as soon as possible.

Oh my god, this is so tempting!

Feng Yue's usually aloof face was now beaming with excitement, unable to hide her emotions. She glanced at Chen Shu and saw surprise in Shu'er's eyes, and readily agreed, "Leave this to us."

...

It was three days later when they arrived in the capital.

Zhao Qianqian originally wanted to ask her family to build her a house, but Gu An'an felt that since it was a competition, it should be held in a place with high foot traffic.

Living in a large, secluded mansion is inconvenient; it's better to stay in an inn.

The group checked into Fengyilou, the largest inn in the capital.

"That's quite a bold name."

"The inn is named Fengyi Tower because Empress Wei of the previous dynasty once stayed here."

Gu An'an didn't notice anything strange at first, and subconsciously asked, "Wasn't that something from the previous dynasty?"

"Yes, but it's been so long. If we were to deliberately change the name, it would make our dynasty seem too petty. Our emperor has never been such a calculating person."

These words carried a hint of teasing, and the tone was all too familiar, finally making Gu An'an realize who the voice belonged to.

"Young Master Lin, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Lin Zixing looked at the person with a faint smile and said, "It has been a while since we last met. I think you are still as charming as ever, but I am not so good off. You have cut off one of my left and right arms, and I am in great pain now."

Is this person here to confront me and demand an explanation?

Gu An'an's expression remained unchanged. "Manager Bai waited anxiously in the prison for Young Master Lin to come and rescue her, but instead she received news that Young Master Lin's wedding was imminent. In despair, she died of depression. No matter how you look at it, it's Young Master Lin who started the relationship and then abandoned her. How did this become my fault?"

Zhao Qianqian, who was following behind Gu An'an, was stunned when she heard this.

Wow, that's a lot of information! Let's get this going!