After agreeing that Zhou Yunwan would prepare lunch and deliver it tomorrow, Zhou Yunwan and Shen Yanli went home.
On the way, she thought about the dishes to be cooked tomorrow: a braised pork ribs, a yam meatball soup, and some stir-fried seasonal vegetables. It would be enough to combine meat and vegetables, and it would not be easy to make a mistake.
The next morning, Zhou Yunwan rode her bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy fresh ribs and vegetables without disturbing Shen Yanli.
When Zhou Yun arrived late, there was already a line in front of the stall. She quickly locked her bicycle, stood obediently behind the line, and stretched her neck to see if there was any meat on the chopping board.
Compared to later generations when everyone loved to eat lean meat, most people at that time still loved fat meat, which could not only be used to refine oil, but also be made into oil residue, which was fragrant and could also replenish oil and water, which was very cost-effective.
Pig's trotters, spare ribs and the like are not popular and are relatively cheap. After all, they only have a layer of skin on the outside and are full of bones inside, so they are naturally neglected. Little do people know that they are actually delicious.
Most of the people in the front line were going for the fatty meat, and no one competed with her for it. Zhou Yunwan waited for a while and soon bought the ribs and lean meat she wanted.
There were mostly old men and women in front of the meat stall in the morning. It was a rare sight to see a pretty young girl. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on her, but when they saw the meat she bought, they all shook their heads, thinking that this young girl just didn't know how to live.
Zhou Yunwan had long been accustomed to the vague gazes of people around her, so she didn't take it seriously at all. She carried the meat and went straight to the vegetable counter next to her. She picked out a cabbage that looked relatively fresh and juicy, and asked the salesperson to pack it in a bag.
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This time she went out, she also needed to find a tailor shop to make two sets of spring clothes and one set of winter clothes.
Following the route that Guo Yulin pointed out, she soon saw a tailor shop.
You can see the quaint building from a long distance. Its exterior has the flavor of the early Republic of China. There is a big sign hanging above it with "Yuhua Tailor Shop" written in gold letters on a black background. It is said that the craftsmanship of the master is very good, and most people in the family compound have their clothes made here.
"Are you here to make clothes?" A bespectacled craftsman in front of the counter put down the work in his hands, looked up at Zhou Yunwan who walked in with an armful of cloth.
"Hello, I'm looking for a tailor."
Seeing that she looked like an unfamiliar woman, the master asked, "Have you ever made clothes for us before?"
Zhou Yunwan said truthfully: "I have never done it. Director Guo recommended me here."
The master searched the leaders of the compound in his mind and asked tentatively, "Chief Shen's lover?"
Zhou Yunwan smiled and nodded.
The master had an idea in mind and pointed to a room for her: "Turn right and it's the second room. Just go in."
Zhou Yunwan arrived early and there were no customers in the tailor shop yet. However, she did not push the door open directly. Instead, she knocked on the door politely.
"Come in."
Zhou Yunwan pushed the door open and saw a female tailor in her thirties sitting behind a workbench. She was carefully fiddling with the sewing machine in her hands. She didn't raise her head until she finished the sewing work. "Sit down, what do you want to make?"
As a frequent visitor to major fashion weeks in her previous life and a well-known female celebrity who deals with fashion almost every day, Zhou Yunwan considers herself to have a good aesthetic sense. She has fair skin and a strong complexion, so she can easily control any color.
But compared to dull dark colors, she prefers brighter colors, which complement her skin tone and make her look lively and alert, not so dull, so the fabrics in her hands are all light-colored.
Combining the styles and designs she liked in her previous life with the many restrictions of this era, she plans to move towards an elegant Chinese style, such as changing the buttons to flat buttons, or slightly modifying the unchanging collar so that it is not too exaggerated or too monotonous.
After all, we are not as open as we were in later generations, and freedom of dress is impossible to achieve now. Even in the 1980s and 1990s when Hong Kong style was popular, it was not until after the reform and opening up and the gradual development of the economy that all flowers could flourish.
Now she should follow the trend of the times and take a conservative approach.
In her previous life, Zhou Yunwan often made custom-made private clothes, so she knew what to say so that the tailor could understand her meaning to the greatest extent and produce the effect she wanted.
After listening to her description, Tailor Zhang became interested. He took the cloth she handed over and said, "You have quite an idea."
Zhou Yunwan tucked her hair around her ears and smiled generously: "I don't have any thoughts, I just simply love beauty."
She was pretty, spoke softly, and had her own ideas. Tailor Zhang had a good impression of her. "What you just said can be done, but it's a bit complicated. It may take two weeks to complete it all, and it will cost three dollars more. Is that acceptable?"
"I can accept it." As long as she can get what she wants, it doesn't matter if she pays more. "If you are not satisfied with the result, can you change it later?"
This statement inevitably seemed to question her ability, but seeing that she looked serious and didn't seem to have any ill intentions, Tailor Zhang nodded readily: "Of course."
After leaving her name and confirming the pickup time, Zhou Yunwan was about to get up and go out to find someone to measure her size. At this moment, the door was suddenly opened and a clear female voice interrupted: "Tailor Zhang, I also want to make the same style as hers."
Zhou Yunwan and Tailor Zhang looked towards the door at the same time, and saw a young girl in a grey coat walking in, followed by a girl a few years older than her who was wearing a floral green cotton jacket.
As soon as Zhao Wanwan, who was walking in front, entered the room, she saw Zhou Yunwan sitting on a chair. The corners of her mouth that were originally raised uncontrollably pressed down: "Why is it you?"
Zhou Yunwan didn't expect it to be her. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, but what surprised her even more was the girl following behind her. She called out tentatively, "Zhao Junhong?"
"Zhou Yunwan? Long time no see. I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhao Junhong recognized her at the first sight. The reason was that she was so beautiful that it was hard to forget her.
Ever since they parted on the train, she thought she would never see him again, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
"Do you know each other?" Zhao Wanwan frowned and looked back and forth between the two of them.
"Oh, have you forgotten? I mentioned to you before that she is the beautiful lesbian I met on the train back to the city." Zhao Junhong introduced enthusiastically.
Zhao Wanwan pursed her lips. Of course she remembered, because her cousin had said at the time that the other person was prettier than her. She had secretly scolded her cousin for having no taste. She didn't expect that the other person was actually Zhou Yunwan!
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