With Lu Qingyang's promise as her confidence, Zhang Shufen finally felt relieved.
With the mentality of giving it a try, she went to the kitchen of "Weimin Restaurant".
At first, the original masters and apprentices in the kitchen were quite dissatisfied with this parachuted-in Chinese woman who used to be a textile worker. Some even watched from the sidelines with a bit of contempt.
A veteran chef who had been cooking for most of his life muttered privately, "Finding a woman to be the chef? What nonsense! Cooking requires timing and experience; just a bit of strength is enough!"
Although she had never been a professional chef before, Zhang Shufen often cooked for her family and had a simple intuition and understanding of food preparation and heat control.
She also has a recipe on hand. By following the above proportions, the food she cooks is very fragrant.
She really loves cooking.
When faced with various ingredients, she always regards them as tasks and has a passion for creating delicious food.
The soup she made not only strictly followed the recipe, but also seemed to be infused with a warm feeling of "home". The broth was particularly mellow and delicious, with rich layers of flavor. After tasting it, Lu Qingyang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Sister Zhang, your soup is amazing! It tastes even better than what is written in the recipe!"
Zhang Shufen is well aware that she is a middle-aged woman with a weak foundation, so she is humble and eager to learn.
Since she was good at cutting, she would go to work early every day and practice cutting and slicing leftovers repeatedly;
If she didn't understand any cooking terminology, she would chase other experienced chefs and ask them endlessly.
She also respects the original chefs in the kitchen and often asks them about some traditional techniques.
Her diligence and humility gradually won the favor of most people in the kitchen.
Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo observed secretly for a few days and were completely relieved. It could even be said that they were surprised.
"Sister Zhang's cooking skills and understanding show that she was born to do this. It seems that the position of head chef belongs to her."
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After handling many of the initial affairs of the new store in Suicheng and making arrangements for Zhang Shufen, Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo's trip south was nearing its end.
It was already late autumn and early winter in the capital, and the chill was growing, but in Sui City it was still as warm as spring.
Thinking of the huge temperature difference between the two places, Lu Qingyang became careful.
He took advantage of his own textile factory and bought several pieces of thick and fine-grained woolen fabrics, one of which was a gentle camel color and the other was a classic dark navy blue.
He drew a sketch of a woolen coat based on his memories from his previous life.
Elements such as a slightly fitted waist and double-breasted buttons not only conform to the overall style of this era, but also have a subtle sense of fashion.
He found the best craftsman in the factory, gave him the materials and sketches, and specifically instructed him:
"Master, please make two coats according to this pattern, just as shown on the drawing. Here are the measurements."
The old master took those unique sketches and looked at them for a long time, with surprise and admiration in his eyes:
"Director Lu, this style... is really smart. It looks much crisper than the ones sold on the market. Don't worry, I will use my best craftsmanship to make it for you as soon as possible!"
Sure enough, after two or three days, two brand new woolen coats were delivered to Lu Qingyang.
The workmanship is meticulous, the stitching is dense, and the pattern completely restores the design in his sketch, or even better.
The night before leaving, Lu Qingyang handed the box containing the coat to Shen Mo: "Open it and take a look. Wear it on the way back to the capital. It must be cold there."
Shen Mo opened the box puzzledly, and when she saw two beautiful coats neatly stacked inside, her eyes widened in surprise.
She picked up the camel-colored one and felt the warmth and smoothness of the wool fabric. The style was more neat and elegant than anything she had ever seen before.
"Where did you buy this? It's so beautiful!"
Shen Mo was surprised and delighted. Although she was particular about her clothes, it was a girl's nature to love beauty. Naturally, she liked such a beautiful and high-quality coat.
"I bought it," Lu Qingyang looked at her with a smile, "I drew a pattern and asked the master craftsman in the factory to make it for you. Try it and see if it fits you."
Chen Mo carefully put on the camel coat and stood in front of the dressing mirror in the guesthouse.
The girl in the mirror has an upright posture. The tailored coat perfectly outlines her waistline. The suit collar design makes her look more gentle and beautiful. The warm camel color also complements her skin tone. It is very different from the cotton-padded jacket and plaid suit she often wears in school. It is a more mature and elegant beauty.
"That's great..." Shen Mo turned left and right, a blush of joy on her face, "It's the right size and warm to wear."
Lu Qingyang walked forward, gently hugged her from behind, looked at the two well-matched bodies in the mirror, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said softly: "My wife, of course you must dress warmly and beautifully. From now on, I will give you a new look every day."
Shen Mo leaned against the warm chest behind her, looking at the new herself in the mirror, her heart filled with sweetness.
This man is not only enterprising and forge ahead in his career, but is also considerate to her in life and always gives her unexpected surprises.
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Three days later, Shen Mo reappeared on the campus of Beijing Medical University.
However, the careful students soon discovered that there seemed to be something different about Shen Mo who had returned from the south.
Her originally smooth black hair had turned into fashionable curly hair, which made her face look smaller and her features more delicate and lively, making her look both energetic and gentle.
More importantly, she was wearing a camel-colored wool coat she had never seen before. The coat had an extremely crisp and neat shape, a well-fitting cut, and a double-breasted design with an indescribable elegance. The fabric was of high quality, which perfectly set off her tall figure. She stood out among the crowd of people wearing bulky cotton-padded jackets or old-fashioned suits.
"Chen Mo, your hair is permed so beautifully?"
"Oh my god, Chen Mo, your coat is so beautiful! What material is it made of? It looks so warm! Where did you buy it? Is it a new style from the shopping mall?"
During the break, the female classmates immediately gathered around him, expressing their amazement and curiosity, their eyes full of envy.
Girls of their age don't necessarily love beauty, but they usually have heavy schoolwork and are restricted by the times and conditions, so they rarely get to see such novel and unique outfits.
Shen Mo felt a little embarrassed by the praise from her classmates, and a faint blush appeared on her face, making her look even more charming.
"We don't have this style. My family brought it from overseas."
She didn't feel comfortable saying directly that it was Lu Qingyang who designed it and made it for her, as that would seem too ostentatious.
"Wow, such beautiful designs, could you please bring us a few?"
"Yeah, yeah, I want it too. Look at this figure."
This situation has been happening almost every day since she came back wearing this coat.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind like lightning.
Since this coat is so popular, it shows that there is a huge demand for this kind of novel style and high-quality woolen coat in Beijing and even in the north.
Qingyang's textile factory in Suicheng can also directly produce ready-made clothes...
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
When she returned to the military compound in the evening, she immediately talked about this idea with Lu Qingyang.
"I have an idea I want to tell you."
"Oh? What's that?"
Chen Mo's tone was full of joy. "You made that coat for me, did you know that? After I wore it back, almost every classmate and teacher who saw me asked me where I bought it. They all said they had never seen such a beautiful style before. I felt embarrassed to ask."
Lu Qingyang was naturally pleased when he heard this: "And then?"
"Then I thought, this shows that there must be a market for our coats in the north. People like nice-looking ones, but there's nowhere else to buy them. Since the masters in our factory in Suicheng can make them, why can't we produce more and ship them to Beijing to sell?"
She gathered her thoughts and continued, "Look, winters in the north are cold and long, so woolen coats are a necessity. But the ones on the market right now are either in old colors or in outdated styles. If we could make something reasonably priced and new and attractive, we'd definitely have a hard time selling it. Isn't this a ready-made business opportunity?"
"Your idea is absolutely wrong."
In fact, Lu Qingyang had this idea a long time ago. When Shen Mo wore this dress, everyone would take a second look. She would be like a living advertisement.
He just wanted some feedback. Since everyone liked it so much, he could indeed produce it in batches.
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