The Tyrant Father’s Pampered Daughter Chapter 450 - 450 Then Baby Nuo Won't Stand On Ceremony!

Chapter 450 - 450 Then Baby Nuo Won't Stand On Ceremony!

450 Then Baby Nuo Won’t Stand On Ceremony!
Noble Consort Qiao sat on the chair and looked at her daughter’s bright and lively face, her eyes filled with a doting smile.
“Tell Mother about it.”
“Mother, look at the empty shelf on the right. When the time comes, I’ll get Grandpa Jiang to prepare some round lanterns. He’ll draw some patterns on them before putting them on the shelves.
“Everyone who comes to the shop to buy pastries can spend three taels to buy a lantern. Then, according to the pattern, they can write a line of a poem and wait for a fated person to write the follow-up line.
“The lanterns will be left with us. If the next person is interested in connecting the poems, they will have to spend three taels as well. They can take a lantern from us that already has a poem line written and then write a reply.”
Gu Nuo’er waved her small hands, her childish voice filled with joy.
“Of course, you can choose not to write poems. After all, there are definitely people like Baby Nuo who don’t like to recite or write poems. They can also write down their troubles on the lanterns.
“It might be easier to reveal your thoughts to a stranger you’ve never met before. If you’re in sync with them, you can arrange to meet them. If you meet them in this small shop, you can even get two portions of the pastries from Baby Nuo!”
Noble Consort Qiao chuckled. “Baby Nuo, are you trying to become God of Love and be a matchmaker for people?”
The child said righteously, “No, Mother. Even if it’s two older sisters or two older brothers, they can still become friends if they can get along!”
Noble Consort Qiao couldn’t help but nod in agreement. “This idea is really novel. Mother has never seen it before and it will definitely attract the interest of many people. Moreover, one lantern alone can earn six taels. Mother’s Baby Nuo is really a little genius.”
Gu Nuo’er shook her head. “Five taels will be taken from the sales of each lantern to be put aside and saved. During winters, rain disasters, or difficult moments, Baby Nuo will use the money to save those in need.”
She rested her chin on her small hands, her watery eyes very sparkling.
“That’s because the money obtained from selling lanterns is filled with love. I have to use this love to repay the world.
“Baby Nuo is a princess, so it is easy for me to get money. However, what should the poor people who are not born princesses do?
“Therefore, Baby Nuo thought of this idea. It’s great to be able to link a marriage or a few pairs of good friends. It would be best if we can also use this money to help those in need!”
Noble Consort Qiao felt rather emotional and proud.
Her daughter was indeed kind and smart.
Noble Consort Qiao immediately took out a silver ingot from her sleeve and placed it on the table.
“Then Mother will be the first guest to taste test the food. If you have any delicious pastries, you can serve some to me.”
Gu Nuo’er’s eyes lit up and she quickly called out, “Nanny Hu, give Mother a serving of milk-white snow plum, rolling red bean pastry~”
The child jumped up and grabbed the silver in her small hand. She then turned around and handed it to Ning Chudie.
“This…” Ning Chudie didn’t dare to take it and looked at Noble Consort Qiao carefully.
Noble Consort Qiao was still smiling. “There’s no need for the change. Just treat it as the first support for your shop.”
Gu Nuo’er chuckled, her white teeth making her look even cuter.
“Then Baby Nuo won’t stand on ceremony!”
Only then did Ning Chudie take the money and go to the counter. She opened the account book, carefully recording the payment.
Old Jiang went to the second floor and continued working on the round lanterns.
The little princess’s shop was about to open for business. He couldn’t be a burden and hold them back!
Everyone got busy with their work.
Gu Nuo’er personally served Noble Consort Qiao a cup of sweet fruit tea.
Noble Consort Qiao’s beautiful eyes looked slightly surprised when she tasted the tea. “It’s sweet. Is it snow pear?”