"I wonder if Mr. Yu would accept the new Zhongshan suit?"
Yu Minghui didn't rush to answer, but said, "I need to think about it."
Jian Yuelan expressed her understanding, saying that as long as she was willing to think about it, it didn't matter whether she could go to Chengdu or not.
She took out four sets of flower buttons from the drawer and handed them to Yu Siqi. "You can match different buttons for different occasions. Due to time constraints, I only had time to make three sets of buttons. I hope you can forgive me!"
"I'm sorry."
Yu Siqi, who had never expected such a good thing to happen, looked at the four sets of buttons in the box, and joy overflowed from her eyes like flowing water.
She reached out to take the box, and her slender fingers picked up a delicate little button and admired it. "It's different from the one I'm wearing."
"Um."
Jian Yuelan nodded and told her what occasions each set of buttons was suitable for.
It also teaches you how to match jewelry.
Yu Siqi listened with great interest and took out a pen and paper to take notes as if she was afraid that she would forget.
After Jian Yuelan finished explaining, she looked at her notes and sighed, "There are so many details to consider when making a set of buttons. Making a cheongsam must be difficult, right?!"
“More than ten steps.”
"Which ten or so?"
"First, you need to hem, sew...cut...and iron the fabric..."
Seeing her bewildered face, Jian Yuelan burst out laughing, "Do you want to learn?"
"No, no, no."
Yu Siqi immediately waved her hands as if she had seen a ghost, "I am only suitable for buying clothes to wear, not for making them myself."
She had never even held a needle since she was a child, so she really couldn't learn to do such a difficult job as making a cheongsam.
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