Chapter 1171 I must sew my daughter's wedding dress by hand!

The villagers in Shenxiangu don't have to go through all that trouble; each table has several large platters of seafood, enough to fill you up.

The delicacies that even the powerful and wealthy in the capital couldn't afford to indulge in are all here, allowing everyone to eat to their heart's content.

No one paid much attention to the pork, lamb, chicken, duck, and fish that everyone had raised themselves; the seafood, which was a rare treat, was not to be missed.

After everyone had finished eating, Qiao Dajiang stood up and announced the good news that Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan's wedding date had been set.

Upon hearing this good news, everyone's excitement soared even higher.

Everyone congratulated the Qiao family, their faces beaming with joy as if their own family had found a perfect match.

They had witnessed firsthand how the two went from strangers to lovers. They trusted the Prince of Dingbei's character, and they were all happy for Qiao Ran that she had such a good husband.

Lin Guizhen and Wu Qianqian were so excited that they rubbed their hands together.

"Ranran, let us make your wedding dress!"

"Yes, your second aunt and I are pretty good at handicrafts. If you trust us, we guarantee that we will sew your wedding dress beautifully, stitch by stitch, without any carelessness!"

Zheng Huiniang hurriedly said:

"And me! I must sew my daughter's wedding dress by hand!"

Madam Zheng Lin quickly interjected:

“I’m also good at handicrafts, and I want to sew a wedding dress for Ranran. Mother, I want to live in the valley and help Ranran sew her wedding dress, is that alright?”

Madam Zheng nodded with a smile:

"Sure! Of course! If it weren't for my old lady's weakness, having cried herself blind again recently, I would at least have given Ranran a few stitches!"

Grandma Qiao smiled and comforted her:

"Don't worry, big sister. Ranran is back, and your eyes will soon be bright again. I'll sew a few more stitches for Ranran's wedding dress."

Qin Niangzi, Qian Daya and others also clamored to help, even if it was just to help cut some cloth.

Qiao Ran smiled as she looked at the people who had eagerly signed up to make her wedding dress, feeling a warmth in her heart.

With her wedding dress made and other wedding arrangements handled by her family, Qiao Ran, the bride-to-be, was quite content and at ease.

Since she had the time, she began looking for a new shop to open a women's products specialty store.

The name "Shenxiangu Supermarket" is already very well-known, not only in the capital, but also in some remote areas of Da Yue, and even in some neighboring countries.

Qiao Ran simply named the new store "Liren Supermarket," which is simple, easy to remember, and easy to understand at a glance.

In ancient times, the term "丽人" (lìrén) not only referred to beautiful women, but also to women with noble character and talent. Therefore, it could not only distinguish between genders, but also please customers who entered the store.

Once the store name was decided, the next step was to find a shop.

Today, Dai Viet is a prosperous and peaceful country, and the living conditions of the high-ranking officials and common people in the capital are improving day by day.

Under such circumstances, people's spending power is also very strong. Shops in the capital are packed with customers and making a fortune. Who would be willing to sell or sublet their shops?

However, having connections in the court makes things easier. Before Qiao Ran could even start worrying, Mo Beihan brought her some good news:

"The Weng family has fallen on hard times and is selling off their assets. All the smaller shops have been sold, but the two largest shops remain unsold because they are too expensive. They are in a very good location. Shall I take you to see them?"

"Weng Gu porcelain?"

The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is.