After getting off the ox cart, Song Fuyu hurriedly left with Tong Youyou.

The aunts in the village are so welcoming that if she stays any longer, she will have to open a sewing class in the village.

"Sister Fu Yu, I guess with what happened today, your status in the hearts of the aunts in the village has become even higher."

Originally, Song Fuyu was very popular with most people in the village because she was capable, pretty and not a troublemaker. After learning that she could make clothes, their love for her should have been even greater than before.

Alas, she didn't want to do it, but there was nothing she could do.

She works because she wants a share of the meat and rice, and she makes clothes because she wants to curry favor with others.

I don’t know where the factory director’s daughter will appear today, but it’s only seven o’clock now and there’s still a day left, so there’s no rush.

Song Fuyu decided to go to the state-owned restaurant to fill his stomach first and then make plans.

If she still hasn't met someone by noon, she will have to go to their door and introduce herself, but that way she won't be able to take the initiative in terms of price.

Don't be in a hurry, just wait.

There are only a few places in town where she can go out to buy things, and if she is lucky, she might meet her.

However, sometimes, things are just coincidental.

After breakfast, they were about to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. Before they entered, they met a mother and daughter who got out of a black car.

Song Fuyu glanced at the other person out of the corner of her eye. Just based on the fact that they had a driver to pick them up, she felt that they were most likely the wife and daughter of the director of the textile factory.

After all, in this era, except for the factory directors and senior leaders, ordinary people have no chance to buy cars.

She did not stop, but pulled Tong Youyou into the supply and marketing cooperative, pretending not to see them.

"Song Zhiqing, I haven't seen you for a long time. What did you buy today?"

"Sister Hongyun, I want to see if there is any fabric suitable for making a skirt."

"You have to make it yourself... Hey, where did you buy this skirt? I've never seen such a beautiful style before. Let me take a closer look."

Lai Hongyun came out from the counter and pulled Song Fuyu and Tong Youyou to look at their clothes carefully. Even the salesperson at the grain store next door was attracted by the clothes they were wearing.

“It’s so beautiful, I can’t tell what’s different about it, but I just find it very attractive.”

Sun Miao, who was listening to their conversation, looked at the clothes on Song Fuyu and Tong Youyou and couldn't help herself, so she walked over.

"Comrade, where did you buy the clothes you are wearing?"

Song Fuyu looked up at her, and sure enough, there were stars in her eyes. He could feel that she really liked the clothes they were wearing.

"I made this with the cloth I bought myself. You can't buy it anywhere else."

Sun Miao glanced at the factory director's wife next to her and saw her nod. Sun Miao continued, "Comrade, can I buy you a cup of tea sometime?"

"I saw the dresses you were wearing and I really liked them. I wanted to talk to you about making clothes."

She didn't directly ask her to help. If someone with ulterior motives heard it, it would be considered another form of speculation. Her father is the factory director, and she can't hold him back.

"Okay, let's go talk to you first."

"Sister Hongyun, I'll come over to buy some cloth sometime."

The four people came out of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Sun Miao enthusiastically invited them to get in the car.

"Comrade, how about we go to my house and talk?"

"Don't worry, my dad is the director of the textile factory in town, he won't cheat you. I just think it's more convenient to talk at home, without having to worry about people hearing what they shouldn't hear."

"Okay then, let's go to your house."

She doesn't care where we go to chat, and going to her house proves that she is eager to get the clothes, which is exactly what she wants.

We drove to the textile factory's staff quarters and the driver parked the car in front of a two-story building.

"Get off the car, we're at my house."

Song Fuyu looked at the small building in front of her and couldn't help but sigh at how low-key her godfather was.

The director of a steel plant simply chose a two-bedroom house in the factory's staff building.

The two of them entered the house and sat on the sofa. The factory director's wife enthusiastically brought them some fruit.

"Song Zhiqing, to be honest, I'm getting married the month after next, and I haven't been able to find the right clothes. I've consulted several tailors, but the styles they made were very old-fashioned. It wasn't until I saw the clothes you were wearing just now that I felt that this was what I wanted."

The first time she saw the dresses they were wearing, she was completely attracted to them.

If the color wasn't so plain and she wore such a beautiful dress, it would surely catch everyone's eye on the wedding day.

Although people in this era advocate keeping a low profile, she is the bride after all, and everyone hopes to be the undisputed protagonist on that day.

"I wonder if you can make me one too. Don't worry, I'll pay you. I won't ask you to do it for free."

Looking at the longing expression on Sun Miao's face, although Song Fuyu did not show his joy on his face, he was actually smiling in his heart.

She likes clients who put all their thoughts directly on the table.

"Comrade Sun, the skirt I'm wearing is made of patchwork. The bottom is made of plain satin, but the top is made with traditional Suzhou embroidery. It looks simple, but it's actually very complicated."

"There are also buttons and tassels at the neckline. The classic plum blossom button is used, but it can also be changed to a wedding button. This is very time-consuming."

"The cream lace on the neckline and cuffs of the skirt worn by Youyou next to you is carefully crafted with crochet. The most complicated part is actually the pleats at the hem, which are made using the ancient Greek pleated skirt making technique, and the fabric used is about three times more than that of an ordinary skirt."

"No matter which skirt it is, the fabric and craftsmanship are destined to be expensive, and it is much more expensive than ordinary skirts."

"It's okay, Comrade Song. We can also see the difference between these two skirts. Otherwise, we wouldn't like them so much. Just tell me the price."

"The one you're wearing costs 120 yuan. The one I'm wearing is made of satin fabric. You should know that fabric itself is not cheap, so it costs 180 yuan to make one custom-made."

In this era, affected by productivity and supply and demand, textiles are not as cheap as imagined.

Although it only costs a little over three yuan to make a skirt with ordinary cotton cloth, most people don't have cloth coupons. You can buy ready-made ones at the supply and marketing cooperative or department store for ten or twenty yuan.

Overseas Chinese shops are even better, with finely crafted skirts costing dozens or even hundreds of dollars each.

Satin fabric is beyond the reach of ordinary people and costs several dollars per foot.

Her prices were quoted based on those of overseas Chinese stores. She did custom-made products and was doing business with wealthy people, so her prices naturally could not be compared with those of the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Moreover, there is a reason why being expensive is expensive. She believes that there is no shortage of rich people in any era.

She doesn't force it, and those who are willing will take the bait.