Gu Qing said modestly, found an excuse to leave, and went to find Mu Xin and others.

Each of them asked for a piece of paper and a pen and started thinking hard.

Especially Mu Xin, she bit her lip, frowned, and looked very serious, as if she had really put in a lot of hard work.

Seeing this, Gu Qing moved closer to her and saw the contents on her paper. He was instantly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

This person didn't write a single word and even drew a big turtle on the paper.

The painting is so lifelike!

Gu Qing was speechless, feeling both angry and amused. "My dear princess, is this the result of all your hard work?"

Mu Xin quickly covered his painting with his hands, his face filled with embarrassment.

"You're putting her in a difficult position."

Mu Zheng had come up to them at some point, staring at Gu Qing with interest, his voice soft.

"She has never liked reading since she was little. If she plays with swords and guns, she is more excited than anyone else, but if she picks up a pen, it is extremely rare and difficult."

"It's already very difficult for her to pick up the pen and sit here peacefully!"

Mu Zheng casually snatched the brush from Mu Xin's hand and wrote a few large characters on the paper. His writing was free and unrestrained, which was not much different from his personality.

"Youlanfang!"

Gu Qing leaned over, looked at the words he wrote, and read them in a low voice, but he didn't seem satisfied.

Mu Zheng was not at all annoyed by her reaction.

Instead, I am more and more looking forward to what name Gu Qing will choose in the end.

As Mu Zheng put pen to paper, Zhao Qi beside him was also inspired and gradually had inspiration.

"Zhe Fangxin!"

Gu Qing looked at his handwriting. The strokes were restrained and the strength was insufficient. It was probably due to physical reasons. In the past, he could not spend too much energy on this.

That's why this character is far inferior to Mu Zheng's.

However, although it lacks strength, it is very graceful and delicate, and it is still a good piece of calligraphy.

"This name is quite novel, but it's not quite the type I'm looking for."

There was some hesitation in Gu Qing's words.

If you still can't find a suitable name after looking through them all, then use Zhao Qi's "Zhe Fangxin"!

"If you ask me, why not keep it simple and call it Xunxiang Pavilion?"

Mu Xin tilted his head and looked at Gu Qing carelessly.

As soon as she finished speaking, before Gu Qing could object, she was opposed by many people, including her brother Mu Zheng.

"Forget it! You'd better not embarrass yourself here."

Mu Zheng pursed his lips and spoke his thoughts directly without mercy.

Mu Xin immediately frowned and angrily asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with this name?"

Facing her questioning, Mu Zheng just smiled indifferently.

Mu Xin's temper suddenly flared up, and he chased him and started playing with him.

Her martial arts skills were only mediocre to begin with, so she was naturally no match for the 'successor' carefully trained by Mu Hou. Mu Zheng easily shook off her pursuit in a few moves.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Mu Xin stopped running and returned to Gu Qing in a sulky mood.

Gu Qing looked at her childish side and laughed dumbly. He couldn't help but comfort her, "Actually, I think your Xunxiang Pavilion is quite good. It's simple and generous. People can tell what it does as soon as they hear it."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xin's eyes instantly brightened up, and a smug expression appeared on his face.

“That’s right!”

"Heroes have always thought alike, but Qing'er understands me better."

"I'm not like some people who are blind and can't even recognize a gem, huh!"

While praising Gu Qing, Mu Xin did not forget to glare at Mu Zheng fiercely.

The latter touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

Zhao Qi looked at the natural intimacy between the brother and sister and felt infinite envy in his heart.

Since he was young, he has envied the friendship between brothers and sisters. Unfortunately, his parents only gave birth to him and he had no other siblings, so he could not enjoy this pleasure.

At the same time, a loud noise came from not far away.

The noise quickly attracted the attention of Gu Qing and others. When they hurried over to take a look, they saw that the clerk in the shop had a conflict with a skinny little beggar.

The little beggar was dirty and ragged, but one could vaguely tell that he looked good.

Judging from his age, he should still be a teenager.

"What's going on?"

Gu Qing asked in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on his servant the whole time, with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Have you forgotten everything I taught you before?"

Everyone who comes is a customer. Now on the first day of opening, you are already chatting with customers at the door of the store. What does it look like?

The guy heard Gu Qing's blame and quickly let go of his hand and lowered his head, but his expression still seemed unconvinced.

He argued for himself in a low voice: "Madam, this is not my fault."

"He was the one who started it."

The guy wanted to put all the blame on the little beggar.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The little beggar showed no sign of weakness and told the whole story in detail.

It turned out that he also wanted to come up with a name, but the waiter saw that he was in such a bad state and looked disgusted, so he stopped him from going forward, and the two of them started arguing.

After hearing this, Gu Qing immediately turned cold and glared at the guy solemnly.

"Go greet the others first!"

After sending the waiter away, Gu Qing personally greeted the little beggar and asked him patiently.

"What's your name, little brother?"

Her voice was gentle, just like the voice of his mother in his vague memory, especially her smile as bright as the morning sun, which pierced deeply into his eyes.

The little beggar was stunned by the smile and answered obediently.

"Sister, my name is Situ Sheng!"

"It's a nice name."

Gu Qing nodded and met his innocent eyes.

"Is there anyone else in your family?"

In fact, seeing his pale and thin appearance, Gu Qing had already guessed most of it, but seeing that she had a liking for the child, she couldn't help but want to ask a few more questions.

Ever since my parents passed away, no one has cared about me so much.

Situ Sheng's eyes turned red instantly. He shook his head and looked at Gu Qing aggrievedly like a sad puppy.

"My parents both died of illness, and I'm the only one left at home now!"

“How pitiful!”

Mu Xin stood nearby and looked at Situ Sheng with sympathy after hearing what had happened to him.

Situ Sheng was very dissatisfied with this kind of look, and even felt disgusted and disgusted.

He had seen this kind of sympathetic and compassionate look too many times.

But he didn't think he was that miserable. Even if he became an orphan, he could still make a living with his own abilities, and even live better than some middle-aged men who only knew how to beg.

He is already very content.

Gu Qing noticed his resistance and changed the subject.

"Little Brother Situ, you just said you wanted to help name our store too?"