Soon, Ye Yun arrived at a private clothing store with a good appearance.
——Bingge Clothing Store.
When she entered, the only sewing machine in the store was humming.
Behind the sewing machine was an ordinary middle-aged man in his thirties with short hair and one ear missing. He was wearing an apron, dressed simply, and had some scars on his face. When he saw her, he smiled and greeted her, "Girl, are you here to buy clothes or order them?"
His smile added a touch of kindness to his somewhat ferocious face.
Nowadays, starting a business does not discriminate between men and women, especially now that many women have not yet conceived the idea of starting a business, and most tailors are still men.
Ye Yun said: "Custom-made."
"good."
Seeing that Ye Yun had no cloth in her hand, the man came out to introduce the cloth in the store to Ye Yun, and picked up a ruler, ready to measure Ye Yun's size at any time.
Ye Yun picked a cooler one.
The eldest brother wanted to introduce something to her, "Girl, do you want to take a look at this Dacron? It's a new color. You have fair skin, and this chestnut color will suit your skin tone."
Ye Yun waved her hand, "No need."
She is not keen on Dacron. Summer is coming soon and she is more prone to heatiness during pregnancy. She likes the simplest and coolest fabrics. Dacron is quite cool compared to other fabrics, but it is still not cool enough for her.
"That's fine."
The eldest brother didn't try to sell her anything. He took the piece of cloth she had chosen and put it on the table, then asked her what style she wanted.
Ye Yun thought for a moment, "V-neck, a few folds on the chest to make a pattern, a waist-hugging style, sleeves that fall from the elbows to make ruffles, and a large hem that rolls down directly."
"By the way, the waist should be gathered directly below the chest, and it should be as loose as possible downwards, so pregnant women can also wear it."
As her voice fell bit by bit, the soldier's eyes gradually brightened, and he looked at her as if he had discovered a new world.
"Girl, is this a new style you learned from Hong Kong and Taiwan?" the soldier asked in surprise.
Ye Yun was slightly surprised, "No."
"Huh?"
The soldier was surprised. "Where did you learn this? I have never seen this style before."
Ye Yun smiled.
Of course he had never seen it before. This style only became popular in later generations.
The soldier scratched his head and chuckled, "Girl, how about this? I've always thought the design you mentioned is novel, especially when paired with the white and black polka dot fabric you chose. It has the grandeur of Hong Kong and Taiwan while retaining the gentleness of our mainland. How about this, I'll waive the two dollars of labor fee for you, and I'll make one for my wife myself, okay?"
Ye Yun said it didn't matter.
"Just do it. I'm just making a piece of clothing to wear..." Suddenly, an idea came to Ye Yun's mind, and she said, "Brother Bing, how about this? You can make my clothes as much as you want, and it's okay to sell them in the store."
"ah?"
The soldier’s eyes widened. Is there such a good thing?
Ye Yun smiled and said, "It's like this. You calculate the cost and labor cost you used, and then calculate your profit. Then once you sell it, you can give me a commission. Is that okay?"
"Sure!"
Brother Bing clapped his hands. How could he not agree to such a good thing?
He has been making clothes for so many years, and the design that Ye Yun mentioned is novel just in his mind, and it will definitely sell well after it is made!
The soldier didn't know the girl's name yet, so he scratched his head and asked, "What's your name, girl?"
"My name is Ye Yun, you can just call me by my name."
"Oh! I've heard of you running that popular mung bean cake shop, right? My wife has even bought your mung bean cakes! I say, your mung bean cakes are really good!"
"Thanks."
The soldier nodded with a smile and asked tentatively: "I don't know...how much commission do you want?"
Ye Yun thought for a moment and asked, "How much do you plan to sell it for, with your capital and profit added together?"
"Let me do the math..." The soldier started to count on his fingers and quickly gave an answer: "The cost and labor costs are about eight dollars. The main reason is that the process is complicated, so the labor costs are a bit higher than usual. The large number of pieces of fabric also wastes material..."
"Then you should sell it at the lowest price of 12 yuan."
"ah?!"
The soldier, a grown man who had just retired from the mine-clearing field, was dumbfounded at this moment. Ye Yun's words were even more deafening than the sound of his ears being blown out by a shell!
His mouth trembled for a long time, and for a moment he felt that Ye Yun was joking with him.
"Girl, workers' wages are only 30 or 40 yuan a month nowadays, and your dress costs 12 yuan. Who would spend half a month's wages on a dress?"
"There will be."
Ye Yun smiled disapprovingly.
In fact, she felt that the price of twelve yuan was too low, as her target customers were not just ordinary workers.
The soldier was skeptical.
But he still agreed.
The design was given by someone else, so if he wants to sell it, he has to listen to Ye Yun's opinion.
Forget it, he'll just make it for fun and hang it in the store. If it can be sold, he'll sell it. If it can't, it won't be a big deal for him.
Afterwards, Ye Yun selected fabrics for Qin Zheng and made two cool tops for him. She also ordered a suitable skirt for Tian Xiaohui. It was too shabby for that girl who wore the clothes of male elders every day and didn't even have a decent skirt.
As for Tian Xiaohui's skirt, she also made it tall and graceful.
Although Tian Xiaohui is tall and strong, her body proportions are good. Tall stature should be shown instead of feeling inferior about it. There are many people who want to grow tall but cannot.
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