Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

Chapter 43

"Six years old is the time to play." Xiang Minghou said it as a matter of course, turned around and bought the small animal whistle in his hand.

"..."

Ye Qianning couldn't explain clearly, after all, being only six years old and being too mature would make people suspicious.

On a street, Xiang Minghou bought something cute for her when he saw something cute, and after a while Ye Qianning hugged Xiaodui in his arms.

"Father, it's almost noon, you haven't chosen a birthday gift yet." Ye Qianning couldn't help reminding.

Xiang Minghou didn't care, he said while holding the hair rope: "Just choose any bottle and send it over."

"bottle?"

"Yeah, Dad is a general, and he doesn't know anything good." Xiang Minghou is the worst at preparing gifts, so no matter whether it's at the border or in the capital, as long as he catches up, he's a bottle.

Ye Qianning thought for a while, then reached out and pulled his beard.

Xiang Minghou grinned and lowered his head: "What's wrong with my daughter?"

"Father, let's not choose these, or else I'll choose the birthday gift for Prince Helian's residence."

Xiang Minghou's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay."

"Then can we send these things back home first, I can hardly hold them anymore." Ye Qianning rubbed his chin against the things in his hand.

"Come here." After Xiang Minghou's voice fell, a well-dressed boy appeared next to them.

"General."

"Send these things to the General's Mansion."

"Yes." Brother Jinzhuang stretched out his hand to block the object in Ye Qianning's arms.

"Father, this man is really good at martial arts."

Ye Qianning had long noticed that there were people around Xiang Minghou, there seemed to be around four of them, all of whom were very skilled.

"What's the point of this, father will send you some stronger than him someday."

"Thank you dad." Ye Qianning was extremely excited.

When Xiang Minghou met that smiling little face, his heart softened, and he suddenly felt that such a cute female doll was still his daughter!

There are quite a lot of jade and antique shops on the street, Ye Qianning is very familiar with antiques, if she can tell at a glance, she will know what it is when she touches it.

After visiting several stores in a row, there was nothing Ye Qianning was satisfied with. Are there so few good things in a place as big as the capital?
According to the shopkeeper, there are some good things that have been ordered by various nobles a month ago, and they are just for Prince Helian's birthday.

Many of the masters behind the scenes of these shops are in the court, and they have kept good things in their hands in advance, and they can still be sold in the shop.

"Otherwise, let's just buy a bottle." Seeing her frowning, Xiang Minghou couldn't help but said.

Speaking of the bottle, Ye Qianning really saw a suitable one. The blue and white porcelain bottle mouth had a circle of special patterns. It was a certain age, and the workmanship was so exquisite that it could be used as a birthday gift.

"That's fine, just that one." She thought for a while and pointed to the vase on the shelf.

When the shopkeeper saw it, he was both surprised and delighted: "I didn't expect this lady to be as smart as pearls. This is the best blue and white porcelain in our shop."

Xiang Minghou didn't understand, but he was very happy when he heard someone praise his daughter, and he would pay any money with a big wave of his hand.

The shopkeeper packed the bottle, and Xiang Minghou walked out of the shop with the baby in one hand and the gift in the other.

As soon as they left, the curtain behind the shop was lifted, Gu Shuo walked back and walked out, looking out the door with complicated eyes.

"Master, didn't you want to keep that bottle and give it to Empress De Fei?" the attendant asked.

When the shopkeeper heard this question, he was a little stunned: "Boss, that bottle..."

"That's all." Gu Shuo withdrew his gaze.

How could a six-year-old doll recognize these things? It's nothing more than a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. It's not a bottle to give gifts to Marquis Ming!

(End of this chapter)