Yang Zhengshan went up to the second floor, and the young girl led him to a private room by the window before withdrawing. Soon, however, a female shopkeeper came in carrying tea.
Many merchants in Anyuan City were no strangers to Yang Zhengshan, the Garrison Commander, because Yang Zhengshan often came out to stroll the streets.
He accompanied his wife shopping, accompanied his granddaughters shopping, accompanied his granddaughter from his daughter's side shopping; Yang Zhengshan had been into the vast majority of the shops in Anyuan City, so many merchants knew him.
Of course, the shopkeeper of Jinxiu Workshop naturally knew Yang Zhengshan as well.
"Does my lord have any instructions?" the female shopkeeper asked respectfully as she served Yang Zhengshan tea.
Yang Zhengshan looked at Yang Qingwan, who was craning her neck in eager anticipation, and smiled. "Take this little granddaughter of mine around for a look. Wrap up whatever she likes."
Jinxiu Workshop received female customers, and it was not appropriate for a grown man like him to wander around everywhere. It was better for him to stay honestly in the private room.
Besides, he did not know much about the things in Jinxiu Workshop. If he were asked to choose, he would not be able to pick out anything special. He might as well let the shopkeeper take Yang Qingwan to choose for herself.
Yang Wanqing was very interested in those exquisite embroidered goods. Don't look at her lively, active temperament; she was very interested in needlework like embroidery. She was clearly only six years old, yet the pieces she embroidered already had proper form and style.
"Grandfather, I'll go first!"
Yang Qingwan said this to Yang Zhengshan, then followed the female shopkeeper out of the private room, while Yang Zhengshan sat inside and leisurely sampled the