Chapter 299 Making Cheongsam
Jiang Yanqing wanted to shake her head and say no, she was just making women's clothes and could wear whatever she wanted, but Qin Chen continued, "This silk shop is a century-old brand. It even survived the Anti-Japanese War. The cheongsams made by the master craftsmen here are very beautiful."
"Second Aunt likes to make clothes here, and Mom has also made two sets here."
Okay, I'm tempted. Jiang Yanqing nodded and said, "Let's go in and take a look!"
Qin Chen immediately parked the bicycle at the door, took out the lock from the front basket, locked the bicycle, put the key in his trouser pocket, and accompanied Jiang Yanqing into the silk shop.
As soon as he entered the store, he leaned on the counter with one hand like a dandy boy and said, "Boss, show me your best fabrics."
Jiang Yanqing simply couldn't bear to look at his arrogant look. If Old Man Qin was here, he would definitely attack again. It was really too much.
The boss was a man in his thirties, wearing a well-fitting handmade black suit with a pen in the pocket. He was measuring the fabric when he heard the noise and came over.
He glanced at Qin Chen and said unhappily, "Qin Xiaowu, you're itching for trouble, right? Should I ask your grandfather to loosen it for you?"
Qin Chen's face changed, and he quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Uncle Zhou, I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't complain to my grandfather."
I thought Uncle Zhou was not in the store, so I was showing off in front of Xiaoqing. I didn't expect my luck to be so bad and I was caught red-handed.
Boss Zhou chuckled and pointed his finger, "You, is this your sister?"
Looking at Jiang Yanqing, Qin Chen quickly reached out and put his arm around Jiang Yanqing's shoulders and introduced her, "My sister, my dear sister. I brought her here to see you, Uncle Zhou, to make clothes."
Then he lowered his head and whispered in Jiang Yanqing's ear, "Uncle Zhou's father, Grandpa Zhou, is an old comrade of our grandfather's. You can take whatever you like. Don't be polite."
Jiang Yanqing touched his ear, looked up at Boss Zhou, and called out in a calm and generous manner, "Hello, Uncle Zhou."
Boss Zhou readily agreed and pointed, "That's some good fabric over there. Go over there and take a look. You're so pretty, little girl. I'll make you a cheongsam myself. It'll definitely stun everyone."
Jiang Yanqing did not hesitate. She did not intend to take advantage of others without paying, so she did not feel any burden in going to look at the fabrics.
For people, all their confidence comes from money. This is why Jiang Yanqing didn't dare to relax after coming here and always wanted to make money.
In this strange world, only money can give people the greatest sense of security.
Of course, Fang Mingxiao also gave her a strong sense of security, but that was different from the feeling brought by money. One was the confidence that came from deep within her heart, and the other was the love that came from the outside in.
Following Boss Zhou to the cabinet where fabrics were hung, Jiang Yanqing searched the various fabrics and pointed at a piece of light purple fabric inside. "Uncle Zhou, does that suit me?"
Boss Zhou went over and shook out the cloth a little. It had a light purple base, dotted with mottled patches of an even lighter hue, and a few butterflies were dancing on it.
Looking up at Jiang Yanqing again, Boss Zhou nodded and said, "No problem, come pick it up in three days."
Jiang Yanqing nodded and pointed to a piece of red peony-patterned fabric on the side. "Uncle Zhou, please make a set of this for my mother."
Then he pointed to the crimson-blue cloth with dark cloud patterns and said, "Make a set of this for my second aunt, and this one for my younger sister-in-law."
"I'll go back this afternoon and ask my brother to bring the measurements over."
Boss Zhou chuckled. "Ha~ Girl, the cheongsams here are not cheap. You spent so much money, aren't you afraid that the old man will scold you when you go back?"
Jiang Yanqing slowly took out the envelope from his pocket, shook it in the air, and said slyly, "My grandfather gave it to me, I can spend it however I want. Uncle Zhou, just do it, money is not a problem."
Boss Zhou laughed heartily and pointed at Qin Chen. "They say Uncle Qin is the strictest in managing the household. This kid has been taught a lot of lessons, but when it comes to you, little girl, Uncle Qin is actually praising you. What a surprise, what a surprise!"
Jiang Yanqing tilted her head and blinked. "I'm so cute, beautiful, kind, and generous. Isn't it normal for me to be loved? My parents love me too. My uncle and aunt love me too. Uncle Zhou should also give me a discount, a better deal, right?"
Boss Zhou's expression paused slightly, then he smiled even more. He pointed at Jiang Yanqing and calmed down after a while and said, "Okay, okay, give me a discount. It's your fault for being so shameless!"
When the bill was finally settled, Jiang Yanqing's cheongsam was not charged for. It was said to be a gift for her. Jiang Yanqing was embarrassed to take something for free, but Qin Chen said there was no need to be so formal, so she gave up.
The last three cheongsams, including fabric and labor, cost a total of 135 yuan, and this was a discounted price. Jiang Yanqing didn't feel sad when she paid, but simply felt that the prices in Kyoto were really high.
In fact, it is true that prices are a bit higher, but it is more because of the silk shop's signboard and craftsmanship. If someone else does it, the construction period will be longer and the price will be forty or fifty yuan more expensive.
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