Chapter 232 Yiwu (5)
It's rare to see Lin Zhou so stubborn.
Although Tian Xin didn't know why he insisted that she buy a cheongsam, she felt awkward being carried by him like that. So after just a few steps, she gave in!
"Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going! Put me down first!"
“No!”
Lin Zhou seemed to be getting more competitive, and now everything she said had to be said in reverse.
"Are you sure you want to do this? Let me tell you, today is a tough battle, and there are still many places to go."
"What are you afraid of? Just go!"
As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the cheongsam store located in the center of the second floor.
This shop was obviously much larger than "Master Mo's" and the interior decoration looked very grand. The crystal chandeliers emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire shop. In this way, the warm yellow lights and ancient style decoration of "Master Mo's" were more to Tian Xin's liking.
As soon as the two entered, the owner came forward and greeted them warmly: "Welcome, both of you..."
Before she finished speaking, she seemed to recognize me, her eyes sparkling with surprise: "Hey, were you here just now? I remember..."
"Yes, I have been here before, you are not mistaken!" Tian Xin said: "I came to see the cheongsam..."
As she spoke, she walked over to the clothes racks against the wall and reached out to flip through them.
When the proprietress heard her say that, she immediately became enthusiastic: "Oh, sure, you can look around and try on anything you like. But," she pointed to the row of cheongsams that Tian Xin was looking through and said a little embarrassedly: "These are all large sizes, they may not suit you. Look at the ones above!"
On the wall above the clothes racks were clothes of smaller sizes. Tian Xin looked at the styles pointed out by the proprietress and was instantly attracted by them.
There weren't many styles on the wall, just five. All five were long, made of a lustrous satin material, painted in the traditional five colors of moonlight white, red cherry, deep blue, orange, and royal blue. The colors and styles alone were stunning enough, but there was more to it than that. Even more remarkable was the embroidery on the cheongsams.
Because of the different colors, the embroidery on these cheongsams also has its own unique characteristics. They each feature motifs of bamboo leaves, crabapples, auspicious clouds, peonies, and pine and cranes. Although Tian Xin didn't know much about embroidery, her experience allowed her to instantly recognize it as Su embroidery.
This is so rare!
Tian Xin exclaimed: "I've been here for so long, and this is the first time I've seen such a traditional cheongsam style!"
"Of course, these are our flagship products, all handmade!" The shop owner explained as he used a long pole to pick one out and showed it to Tian Xin: "If nothing else, when choosing a cheongsam, just look at the embroidery. If the embroidery is well done, it's a genuine, handmade piece. Only a cheongsam like this can truly be called a cheongsam, don't you agree?"
"Ah... yes!" Tian Xin replied awkwardly. That was too absolute. Most cheongsams on the market were machine-made. While the workmanship and materials weren't as good as the ones before her, they were still good overall and suitable for most people. The exquisite workmanship of something like this, which could be considered top-notch, was simply too expensive for the average person.
The shop owner assessed Tian Xin's body proportions, then put down the azure cheongsam embroidered with pine and cranes. He then picked up another model from a long pole and introduced it to her, saying, "Miss, in my opinion, the Moon White or the Red Cherry Blossom one would suit you best. This one would suit you better, and it happens to be a small size. Go try it on!"
As he said that, he picked up the clothes and pulled Tian Xin to the fitting room.
"Please try it first, and feel free to call me if you have any questions!" The owner handed the clothes in and closed the door for Tian Xin.
"Alas..." As soon as the door closed, Tian Xin sighed: "Is it necessary to try?"
She looked at the cheongsam in her hand and smiled faintly.
"Hey, are you sure you want to buy it? You can't wear this dress every day, and it's ridiculously expensive. Don't you think it's a waste?" A girl's voice faintly came from next door, sounding like they were chatting.
Tian Xin was slowly unbuttoning her clothes. When she heard the noise, she glanced at the price tag of her clothes: 1388.
Oh my god! It’s so expensive?
She was so frightened that she lost the courage to try it and wanted to go out with her clothes in her hands.
"What else? This is custom-made!" The voice next door came again, this time it was another girl's voice: "Thank goodness they can make it. If it wasn't for my graduation project, I would have worn it out long ago!"
Graduation project? Custom design?
Tian Xin was about to go out, but sat down again when she heard this.
"How dare you wear this out? Isn't it embarrassing?"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? Traditional clothing is a fusion of our ancestors' wisdom. It looks great when worn outside and will be stunning in photos!"
"It's beautiful, and the price is great too." Another girl said, "You're so generous! You're spending over a thousand dollars! I can't afford it!"
"I feel bad too! But what can I do? This is the only place in Yiwu that can realize my design ideas. It's okay if it's a little expensive." The girl said: "Let's go and check out!"
Traditional clothing? Expensive? Design?
Tian Xin muttered these words repeatedly, and something in her mind seemed to be activated instantly.
There was a sound of the door opening from the fitting room next door, and she quickly opened the door and walked out.
Two girls just came out from next door, holding a modified Hanfu with a very design sense in their hands. Judging from the style, it should be from the Ming Dynasty.
Tian Xin quickly caught up and greeted the two of them: "Hello!"
The two girls were one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. The tall girl was very pretty, and when she saw Tian Xin greet her, she politely said, "Hello!"
"What's wrong?" asked another girl.
The three of them were standing next to the cashier. The tall girl was about to pay when Tian Xin interrupted her, and she was a little confused.
When the shop owner saw Tian Xin running out without trying on the cheongsam, he thought there was something wrong with the dress and quickly came over to ask her: "Why didn't you try it on? Is there something wrong?"
"Oh, no, no, I haven't had time yet!" Tian Xin replied to the store manager while quickly explaining to the two girls: "It's like this, I just heard you talking about your graduation project. Are you talking about this dress in your hands?"
"Yeah!" The two girls glanced at each other quickly, their faces still blank. "What's wrong?"
"No, it's okay. I just think your clothes are very ingeniously designed. I've never seen them before! They must be ancient costumes, right?"
"Yeah, that's right!" The tall girl smiled instantly when she heard Tian Xin say that. She immediately unfolded the dress for Tian Xin to see: "This is a Ming Dynasty style horse-faced skirt that I designed. How do you think it is?"
"Very good, very good, very exquisite." Tian Xin said: "Ming Dynasty clothing is very tolerant of body shapes. If your dress can be mass-produced, it will definitely sell very well. Maybe it will even start a trend!"
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