Mo Mo also noticed their table and frowned slightly.
Why are they here? They are haunting me.
Mo Qi followed her gaze and was a little surprised. "Didn't you say that your classmate was from the countryside? How can she afford to eat Western food?"
Momo's eyes fell on the clothes she was wearing and the coffee cup beside her.
She didn't just go to the restaurant to eat today; she also often went there to eat when she was in school.
A few days after school started, I bought a bicycle.
This standard of living is far beyond what a country girl like her can afford. Where does she get the money from?
"How would I know where she got the money from? Maybe she made it through some unknown means."
There was a lot of sarcasm in her tone. Mo Qi knew that she didn't like Song Kexia, so he didn't say much.
He also doesn't like this person because he is too aggressive.
"Come on, let's go order some food."
Mo Mo deliberately found a seat near the window, three tables away from them, so she could see what they were doing.
The waiter brought the steak and pasta.
Because Gu Zhenning ordered late and Song Kexia and the others were still waiting for her, Song Kexia drank the borscht first.
Borscht tastes sour and sweet and is very appetizing.
After she finished a bowl of borscht, Gu Zhenning's French baked snails were finally served.
They ate separately.
Mo Mo saw this and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "A bunch of country bumpkins."
Mo Qi looked at the people at that table, a hint of sarcasm on his face.
I originally thought Song Kexia was quite rich, but it turns out she was just pretending to be rich.
With this thought in mind, they ate their lunch contentedly.
Song Kexia looked at the snails on Gu Zhenning's plate and said she didn't want to eat them at all.
Gu Zhenning advised her, "The baked snails in this western restaurant are delicious, why don't you try it."
Song Kexia shook her head, "No, I don't want to eat."
Snails are so ugly, she really can't eat them.
Gu Zhenning's face was filled with regret. "Then you really missed out on a top-notch delicious Western meal."
Song Kexia didn't feel any regret at all, nor did she feel sorry for missing her.
"Eat it yourself."
She shared the steak between the two of them and ate some of the black pepper pasta that Fang Yuan had shared.
She can accept the taste of this pasta.
After eating, they drank coffee and chatted for a while before carrying their things and walking out.
Gu Zhenning took them to an old shop. The owner was a gray-haired old man who had been making cheongsams all his life.
"I asked around, and my grandma said this shop makes the best cheongsams. If you want to learn, you can ask Grandma Wu to be your teacher."
Song Kexia took a look at the cheongsams in the store. They were exquisitely made and indeed rare.
Grandma Wu noticed a few young people suddenly coming into the store and walked over to greet them, "Do you want to make cheongsams too?"
Song Kexia stepped forward and said, "We are freshmen majoring in fashion design at Ocean University. We are very interested in cheongsam and would like to come and learn. I wonder if you, old man, would be willing to teach me?"
Grandma Wu took off her reading glasses, looked her up and down, and after a while she said, "Not many young people want to learn this nowadays. How did you come up with the idea of making a cheongsam?"
"I just like cheongsam, and I learned how to wear it from a master when I was at home.
I'm just a bit clumsy, I've only learned a little bit, and I heard that you have superb skills, so I came to see it."
Hearing her words, Grandma Wu was a little interested. "Have you really learned it? Come over here and make a buttonhole for me to see."
Song Kexia took the thread and made a relatively simple pipa buckle.
Grandma Wu took it and looked at it carefully. She did have some skills.
She brought the embroidery cloth again and said, "Show me another piece of embroidery you can do."
Song Kexia took the embroidery cloth. Since she had little time, she didn't have time to embroider anything complicated, so she just embroidered a bamboo leaf.
Master Cai once said that her bamboo embroidery was particularly good.
Grandma Wu looked at the pattern she had embroidered and nodded. It was pretty good.
Seeing the satisfied look on her face, Song Kexia asked her, "Grandma Wu, can I come and learn from you in the future?"
Nowadays everyone likes Western-style clothes. She has two granddaughters at home and she wants them to learn how to make cheongsams.
But the two children refused to learn it, saying that no one likes to wear cheongsams these days and they won’t make much money if they learn it.
She was somewhat disheartened and had no plans to look for another successor.
I thought my craft was going to be lost, but unexpectedly someone came to me and wanted to learn the craft of cheongsam making.
"Have you really decided to learn how to make a cheongsam from me?"
Song Kexia nodded and said, "I've made up my mind."
"It's not easy to learn this craft. You'll have to endure hardships if you follow me."
"I'm not afraid of hardship."
"How about this, you come and help me for a month, and then I'll consider whether to take you in as my apprentice."
Song Kexia nodded, "Okay."
"I've already told you that you won't be paid as an apprentice."
Song Kexia nodded again, "Grandma Wu, you don't have to pay me.
If I don’t have classes in the future, I will definitely come here to study.”
After they agreed, they went back.
Fang Yuan asked Song Kexia, "Do you really want to come here to study?"
She already has a lot of classes at school and is exhausted from studying, but Song Kexia still has to take time out to study here because she is afraid that her body can't handle it.
Song Kexia: "I've thought about it."
"Okay, you've made up your mind, so I won't try to persuade you.
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