When Li Qiumei returned to the provincial capital, the store had several orders piled up. Apart from eating and sleeping, she spent her days sewing on the sewing machine.
Seeing the boss selling the remaining scraps of cloth in the store to the cloth collector at a few cents per pound, Li Qiumei felt a little sorry.
She looked through the scraps of fabric carefully and a new idea came to her mind.
These fabrics can be made into shorts and shirts for boys, and skirts for girls.
The weather is hot now, and the children's clothes in department stores are expensive and have few styles.
In her previous life, she had personally made clothes for Qian Lei's son and daughter.
After negotiating with the boss, he readily agreed to add the children's clothing business because we were making use of leftover materials.
Li Qiumei is responsible for everything from measuring the size and cutting the materials to sewing them.
The boss promised to give her 30% of the profits.
Unlike custom-made clothes for adults, Li Qiumei decided to use scraps of fabric to make children's clothes of various sizes to test the waters.
It took her three days to make a boy's suit and a skirt.
The boys' clothes are a pair of white shorts and a top suitable for boys aged five or six. Li Qiumei sewed orange and blue edging on the trouser legs and cuffs.
It suddenly looks much better than what the kids on the street are wearing now.
The skirt is a red floral halter dress suitable for girls aged four or five. Li Qiumei sewed two bows on the shoulder straps.
"Xiao Li, this piece of clothing is well made. I think it will definitely sell." The boss looked at the clothing over and over again.
Two women passing by the door stuck their heads in.
"Boss, where did you buy this skirt?"
"Come in and take a look. This is a new model we just made."
Two people walked in and couldn't let go of the skirt.
"Well, this skirt is beautifully made. My daughter's birthday is coming up soon, so I'd buy it for her."
The thin woman's daughter was exactly four years old, and she bought the dress.
The fat woman's daughter was eight years old, and she ordered an identical pair on the spot.
When Li Qiumei came back from the bathroom, the boy's shorts and jacket had also been sold.
After a few days, more and more people came to buy skirts, shorts and tops, and Li Qiumei was busy every day.
The boss simply hung it up at the door and sold it.
The weather is so hot that more women are making skirts.
The boss suggested: "Xiao Li, find out which piece of fabric you like and make yourself two dresses. I won't deduct any money. Just think of you as a model for the store."
“Thank you, boss!”
That’s great, I get a free new dress to wear, so it doesn’t matter whether I’m a model or not.
Li Qiumei made herself a red dress and a versatile floral skirt.
There is no such thing as wearing the same clothes as others these days, instead it is fashionable to follow the trend.
Seeing that Li Qiumei’s red dress was beautiful, most people asked for the same one to be made.
Almost every woman on the street near the tailor shop has a red dress.
In this age of black, white and gray, a large area of red is very eye-catching.
Only a few fashionable women asked for some changes in style, so Li Qiumei just had to make some slight changes to the neckline or waist.
At noon that day, Cheng Zhiqian brought Cheng Zhiming over.
"Auntie, my elder brother wants to make new clothes for me to wear when school starts." Cheng Zhiming cheered excitedly.
"Okay, Auntie will measure your size right away and make it for you tomorrow."
Cheng Zhiming had a set of clothes and pants custom-made, and also bought a set of shorts and a top.
"Auntie, are you free tomorrow?"
"Cheng Zhiming, what's the matter?"
"I want to go to the zoo. Can you go with me?"
"Auntie doesn't have time, so let your brother and the others go with you."
Cheng Zhiqian glanced at Li Qiumei and said, "Let's go eat together."
"Auntie, let's go and have dinner together." Cheng Zhiming held Li Qiumei's hand tightly.
"Oh well."
After following the two brothers out, Li Qiumei realized that Cheng Zhiqian did not drive, he came here on a bicycle today.
Cheng Zhiqian rode his bicycle back to the community where they currently lived.
Before Li Qiumei could say anything, Cheng Zhiming started yelling, "Brother, we agreed to go out for dinner, why are you back?"
"I'll get something, then we'll go."
Cheng Zhiqian turned around and said to Li Qiumei: "Go upstairs and wait for me first."
They live on the third floor of a three-bedroom, one-living-room house.
"Cheng Zhiqian, did you buy this house?"
Cheng Zhiqian nodded: "Yes, I bought it for 1,500 yuan.
I live in the same residential complex as my second uncle and his family."
Li Qiumei looked around. The house looked pretty good. It was open from north to south and there was not nearly the large public area that existed in the past few decades, so each room was quite large.
"This seems to be a company house. Can outsiders buy it?"
“Yes, but few people sell it.
The owner of this house is selling it because he retired and returned to his hometown.”
Li Qiumei pinched her empty wallet and said, "I still have to work hard."
The next day, Yang Yingsong came with two junior high school classmates.
After a warm greeting, Yang Yingsong said with a smile: "Qiu Mei, I brought the students in front and behind us.
You won’t know until you ask, and you’ll be shocked when you do.
Among the four of us, my wife died, Zhu Zhu's husband died, and Lin Wei and you are both divorced.
This shows that the seat we sat in school had bad feng shui.
The four of us are in big trouble.
Today we will go to Xuhua Temple to burn incense, get rid of bad luck, and ask the Bodhisattva for protection."
When she heard that they were going to the temple, Li Qiumei was unwilling from the bottom of her heart.
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