Xu Zijiang was a man of action and thought; that very night he began his research and put it into practice.
The young educated youth has such fair skin and such a great figure, we can't waste her. Since she's wearing these clothes anyway, of course we should...
He smiled slightly, a sly grin playing on his lips, drew a simple pattern, then took out a few feet of red fabric and began cutting and sewing. Red fabric was incredibly rare these days; Xu Zi had asked around for a long time, but only managed to get a few feet, barely enough to make one shirt.
However, wearing red is also too flamboyant. Originally, he wanted to use this fabric to make a shirt for the young educated youth to wear at his wedding, for a festive occasion. But now, he has a better idea, and it won't be a waste. He can wear it every day instead of putting it away after the wedding.
Xu Zi hummed a song as he stomped his feet, the sewing machine clicking away. With that, a simple little shirt was completed. He boldly innovated, creating a deep V-neck and simplifying the sleeves, using only a thin rope for support. The shirt's length barely reached above his navel, pitifully short.
But that wasn't all. He ingeniously created a cutout design on the back. He patiently cut away all the fabric at the back, stroked his chin and examined it for a while, then tightened the waist a bit so that it fit Yu Jiu's skin perfectly without any gaps.
Then he used the scraps of fabric to sew a few small butterflies. He attached one to the shoulder strap of the little garment, and strung the other with a red string made of thin strips of fabric, hanging it in the middle of the V-neck. Then he tied a simple bow at the back with thin strips of fabric. Done!
The vibrant red color, when worn on fair and delicate skin, creates a visually striking contrast that is almost unimaginable!
Xu Zi swallowed hard, his sharp eyes gleaming with excitement. He carefully placed the little garment aside and began making the lower half of the garment. His idea for the lower half was even more ingenious; it was guaranteed to be the kind of garment that Yu Jiu would spit on and call him a big pervert if she saw it.
But by then they'll be a legally married couple. So what if he's a hooligan? That's called romance!
Xu Zijiang confidently began making the lower half of the clothes. He carefully cut out a piece of red cloth, sewed it up simply, and then began to unleash his imagination on it.
The young educated youth's legs are so long, so white, so slender—they absolutely have to be shown off to look good! Hmm, shorter, even shorter! Xu Zi licked his lips, raising the height of the originally planned shorts even further, eventually turning the boxer shorts into briefs. Then he added some red tassels, hanging them in the front, swaying with his movements—it would look so beautiful!
Having finished the first part, Xu Zijiang couldn't forget the second. He added some simple decorations, but as he looked at them, he gradually frowned.
"I feel like something's missing."
He muttered to himself, this design seemed to deviate somewhat from his original intention, going against his design philosophy. His philosophy was for the young educated youth to wear it on their wedding day, so that he could...
Xu Zijiang grew increasingly aroused, and then suddenly, an inspiration struck him. He took a pair of scissors and made a cut on the fabric, producing the sound of it being slit. Looking at this stroke of genius, a rare blush crept onto his wheat-colored face.
"Am I being a bit too perverted? I might get beaten to death by the educated youth on my wedding day."
Xu Zijiang coughed awkwardly a few times, turned his face away, and dared not look again. But this design was really brilliant, so much so that Xu Zijiang hesitated for a long time, still unwilling to change it. Oh well, he wanted a wife, what did he care about face! As long as he could live a loving life with the young educated youth, he would accept being beaten on his wedding day!
Xu Zijiang made up his mind, but still somewhat naive, he was too embarrassed to put the outfit directly on Yu Jiu. After thinking for a while, he finally used the remaining fabric to make a simple one-piece mini skirt. No cutting was needed; he just needed to string it together with a rope and tie it up later.
However, there wasn't much fabric to begin with, and they had already cut out a small outfit. The remaining fabric was used to make a very short one-piece skirt, which barely reached below the buttocks, but it was still much better than before.
Looking at the freshly made clothes that would make him exceptionally happy, Xu Zijiang couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He carefully hid the clothes before reluctantly going to bed. By then, it was already broad daylight, and Xu Zijiang had stayed up all night making these clothes without feeling tired at all!
Yu Jiu had no idea what tricks Xu Zijiang was up to again. She slept soundly through the night and woke up refreshed the next day. Her goal for the day was to collect different things, nurture her little broken bowl, and then study ancient recipes. The little broken bowl gave her an ancient recipe for making lotus flower cakes. Although the ingredients were simple, the method was complicated, involving dozens of steps such as boiling, steaming, and frying. It also required mastering the heat, making it a very difficult cake to make.
It is said that this was a pastry that only the emperor and his favorite concubines in the palace could eat in the past. Its complexity is no less than that of famous pastries such as crab roe pastry and mille-feuille.
Yu Jiu was very interested in this. This kind of pastry was destined not to be sold cheaply, but she could research it and sell it to rich people in the future. She could give it a nice name, put it in a nice box, and make a name for it. In the future, when people visit relatives or give gifts, they would think of her lotus flower cake!
Yu Jiu was ambitious and planned to use this as a brand to capture the market. Then she could open a pastry shop and use simple lotus flower cakes instead of high-end ones. People couldn't afford the high-end ones, but they would always want to buy a cheap one to try, so the sales would definitely be good.
She has many plans for the future, but time is passing slowly. It will be a few more years before she can fully demonstrate her abilities. There's no point in rushing things now. Her short-term goal is to live her life well, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity to make a breakthrough and soar to new heights!
Yu Jiu, wearing a pretty little straw hat, hummed a song as she went out to find Xu Zijiang. The two of them now ate all three meals together without any hesitation.
However, even though it was already 7:30 today, the front door of Xu Zijiang's house was still closed from the inside.
"Still asleep? What did Xu Zijiang do last night?"
Yu Jiu raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled. After all, this person was always full of energy. He would go to bed late at night and still be full of energy when he got up at five or six o'clock. His physical strength was outrageous, so it was quite rare for Xu Zijiang to sleep in.
"Could it be that he/she is sick?"
"Xu Zijiang, Xu Zijiang, open the door! Are you up? Get up and open the door for me!"
It seemed that only this explanation made sense, and Yu Jiu immediately became worried. She went around to the window of Xu Zijiang's room, knocking on the window and shouting loudly.
Soon, Xu Zijiang yawned and opened the window.
Yu Jiu glanced at his dark circles and somewhat dejected handsome face, and couldn't help but lean in and touch Xu Zijiang's forehead with her hand.
"You don't have a fever. What are you doing? Or is something wrong?"
"No, are you hungry? Come here, I'll open the door for you and make you breakfast right away."
Xu Zi took Yu Jiu's hand down and kissed it, his voice hoarse as he spoke, his face etched with weariness.
Generally speaking, as long as Xu Zijiang can get two or three hours of sound sleep a day, he will be fine when he wakes up. The problem is that he didn't get any sleep for two or three hours last night, or to be precise, only ten minutes!
He finished the clothes at five o'clock, when it was already getting light and the neighbor's chickens were crowing. He was indeed about to lie down, but the thought of how he could do whatever he wanted to the young educated youth on his wedding day kept him awake.
I want it, I want a young educated youth...
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, unable to sleep for a long time. In the end, he could only reach inside and think of his beloved young educated youth, relieving his physical restlessness again and again. He didn't know how long it had been before the restlessness subsided. He got up to take a shower and do laundry. After all that, it was already broad daylight.
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