After a brief moment of awkwardness, the four women all laughed.
Jiang Shiyue cut the watermelon brought by Qin Panpan into small pieces and put them in an aluminum lunch box and served it to everyone.
However, Liu Yuanyuan, Qin Panpan and Lu Cuilan were obviously more interested in altering clothes. They pestered Jiang Shiyue to explain in detail the characteristics of the altered work clothes so that they could measure their sizes more accurately.
Jiang Shiyue smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't change our work clothes today."
"Huh? If not work clothes, what else should I change?"
"Change this." Jiang Shiyue stood up and took out the rendering of the denim suit.
"This dress is so special!" Liu Yuanyuan was obviously quicker to accept new things than the other two.
Lu Cuilan frowned. "What kind of dress is this? Why is it so strange? It doesn't look the same as the renderings you got yesterday."
Jiang Shiyue nodded, "It's indeed different. Yesterday I showed you ordinary work clothes. Today I'm showing you jeans."
"What are jeans used for?" Liu Yuanyuan was very curious.
"Jeans had just arrived from the south, and some actors in movies were wearing them, so the young people here who are at the forefront of fashion started wearing them. You probably don't know that a pair of jeans costs about 100 yuan in Beijing!
Denim jackets are more expensive, so I don’t wear them as much these days.”
"One hundred yuan?!" Qin Panpan's eyes widened, and she counted on her fingers, "That's three months' salary for me?!"
Just this pair of pants?
Liu Yuanyuan didn't even dare to speak. Her salary during the probation period was only 20 yuan, which was enough to buy a pair of pants in half a year.
Lu Cuilan took the blueprint and looked at it carefully. Frowning, she asked Jiang Shiyue, "What kind of fabric is this denim made of? Will it be expensive? Our factory doesn't have the money to buy fabric."
She was a few years older and knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch. If you sell something expensive, you have to pay more.
"No need to buy fabric." Jiang Shiyue turned back to the bedroom and took out the work clothes that Chen Shanhe had worn yesterday. "I think you all know the fabric of this work clothes, right?"
Lu Cuilan confirmed it at a glance: "This is work cloth. Our factory doesn't produce many, only about 2,000 sets in total. They are kept on the first floor of the guesthouse."
Liu Yuanyuan looked at him with admiration, "Teacher Lu, how are you so amazing? You can tell not only the fabric, but also the production quantity and storage location just by looking at it!"
Lu Cuilan shook her head. "How could I possibly be that good? My master is truly amazing! Even though she's a bit rigid, her abilities are truly incredible. She can turn a single bolt of cloth into a finished garment, leaving barely any scraps. With just two bolts of cloth, she can make an extra set of clothes."
Qin Panpan also had a deep understanding of her master's abilities, but she didn't understand, "Aren't we talking about denim? Why are we talking about denim again?"
"Because denim is very similar to denim. You could even say they're only slightly different."
"No way!" Liu Yuanyuan looked at the renderings and then at the work clothes on the table. "They look completely different!!"
The work clothes were a rustic dark blue, but the jeans in the rendering drawn by Jiang Shiyue were a bright blue and very beautiful.
Jiang Shiyue knew something about fabrics because she had invested in a fabric factory as an investor in her previous life and had some understanding of it.
Denim has existed for many years, but due to different uses, the fabrics have different details.
There are also some differences between the denim for work wear and the jeans for outer wear, with subtle differences in the grain and fabric.
But, given the current conditions, we can only make do with it.
After hearing Jiang Shiyue's words, Liu Yuanyuan had another question: "But, can we still make jeans after our work clothes have been dyed such a dark color?"
Lu Cuilan patted Liu Yuanyuan and said, "Yuanyuan, if clothes can be dyed, they can be faded."
Qin Panpan sighed softly, "This color is probably easy to dye but hard to fade! It would be great if the master was willing to help."
Jiang Shiyue clapped her hands and said, "Let's talk about the dyeing tomorrow. Let's try to finish the blueprint today."
Alterations to work clothes were different from alterations to her second-hand clothes.
Her second-hand clothes are personal clothes, one piece of each style, and whoever wears them can buy them.
Jeans are for the masses.
Even though the people in Yincheng are more thin than fat, they are still of different heights, weights and sizes.
Clothes have different lengths and sizes.
The men's and women's styles are also different.
Jiang Shiyue alone cannot be the model.
Qin Panpan hesitated and said, "Where can we find so many models?"
Lu Cuilan pondered for a moment and suggested, "How about this: let Miss Jiang Shiyue try on a set of work clothes first, then we can give her the denim size that suits her and calculate the proportion of the alterations. How about using the same proportion for the other sizes?"
Jiang Shiyue had a headache as she was not very familiar with these things.
After all, decades later, when buying clothes, you only need to say size S or M.
But she really didn't know what size S was, or what size M was, not to mention the sizes of plus-size women's clothing and men's clothing.
"You guys start by drawing the women's clothing. I'll figure out the rest tomorrow."
**
By the time we saw the three designers off, it was already past eight in the evening.
Jiang Shiyue gave Yangyang a bath and put him on the bed before coming out to pick up the scattered papers on the square table.
"Huh?" She noticed one of the papers and pulled it out.
The words on this piece of paper are written by her, the same one she wrote in the afternoon about making ice.
Now there are two more circles on top, with the big circle inside the small circle.
There was a crooked word "stone" written in the big circle, and it was obviously Yangyang's handwriting.
If it was drawn by other children, Jiang Shiyue would just think that the children were bored and drew it casually, and would just throw it away.
But Yangyang is not an ordinary child. He won't even give an extra glance to outsiders, won't say a word more than necessary, and won't waste words.
Jiang Shiyue returned to the bedroom with the paper. Seeing Yangyang still looking through the dictionary, she held the paper in front of him and asked, "Yangyang, what do these two circles mean?"
Yangyang looked up, then lowered his head again.
Jiang Shiyue thought that she would not get a response again like before, so she put the paper on the bedside cabinet.
“It’s a big basin and a small basin.”
Jiang Shiyue lowered his head in surprise.
Yang Yang looked up and saw Jiang Shiyue looking at him without reacting. Thinking she didn't understand, he added, "Put saltpeter in the big basin and water in the small basin."
Jiang Shiyue's eyes lit up, and she knelt on the edge of the bed, holding Yangyang's little face with both hands and looking left and right, "Wow! Yangyang, you can actually say so much at once? I'm so happy! Are you drawing me into your circle too?"
Yang Yang subconsciously tried to pry Jiang Shiyue's hand away, but he put it back halfway. Jiang Shiyue pinched his cheek and he could only mumble, "It's not a circle, it's a basin."
"I know, that's not what I'm talking about." Jiang Shiyue was very happy.
In her understanding, children with autism are actually children who are unwilling to step out of their own world.
His established routine and route are the rules of his own world.
No other people or things can enter his world.
Jiang Shiyue felt that Yangyang's world was gradually opening up to her.
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