The woman who walked into the shop looked about 30 years old and had a good appearance, but she had extremely eye-catching white hair, which was also the reason why the girl was stunned for a moment.
The white-haired woman asked softly, "I ordered a piece of plain brocade here yesterday. I wonder if it has arrived now?"
"I've already asked someone to rush, and I'll be here soon." The girl smiled apologetically, and said, "Madam, you might as well sit in the room for a while and have some tea and cakes. I will notify you as soon as the goods arrive."
The specifications of this cloth shop are extremely high even in Kyoto, which is full of shops. Because the cloth is expensive, and the guests are usually entertained, there is a special room at the back for the guests to rest while waiting. For recreation.
When the maid behind the white-haired woman helped her into the room, she said with a smile: "Second Master will be very happy if he knows that Miss has prepared a gift for him."
The white-haired woman shook her head and said: "It's just a pair of knee pads. After the beginning of autumn, it's getting colder. My second brother has an old disease in his leg. I just hope it can relieve his pain..."
The two of them said so, and walked into the room slowly.
"Hiss..."
Zeng Zuimo put down the things in his hands, looked at the bright red welling up from his fingertips, frowned slightly, and sucked his fingers lightly.
She is used to the small stinging pain, but she is not satisfied with the things in her hands, they are also women, sister Ruoqing can make such delicate little clothes, how come to her, this is as difficult as ever matter.
A baby's little dress was sewn in a mess by her, even if it was not for the present, she had to think about the future, her own child must wear a few clothes that she sewed by herself - after thinking about it, her pretty face turned red .
"Miss, this is..., are you making children's clothes?" A surprised voice sounded from behind, Zeng Zuimo turned his head, and when he saw the white-haired woman, he was startled at first, then his face turned redder, anxious He hastily put away the things in his hands, and said in a panic, "No, just sew and play casually..."
The white-haired woman sat down beside her with a smile, and said, "There's nothing to be ashamed of. Everything is difficult at the beginning. When I started doing it, I couldn't do it as well as you..."
"Really?" Zeng Zuimo raised his head and looked at her in surprise.
The white-haired woman nodded, looked at her and asked, "Did the girl do it for her own child?"
"I, I don't have a child yet." Zeng Zuimo blushed and shook his head.
The white-haired woman looked at her carefully, her eyebrows were still unopened, she should still be a virgin, it is indeed too early to prepare these things now.
But she herself is not like this. Twenty years ago, she had exactly the same thoughts as her. Now there are more than ten sets of such small clothes at home, but no one has ever worn them...
She put her eyes on the girl's hand across the way, and looked at the ugly little dress, but it seemed that some memories had been evoked. She stared blankly for a moment, then shook her head, and pointed to the scarf on the dress. Somewhere, smiled and said: "Look, it shouldn't be sewn like this..."
Hearing her talking about clothes, Zeng Zuimo hurriedly looked up.
The white-haired woman smiled, and said again: "And here, you can't use this kind of acupuncture here. I will teach you a needle method, which was taught by the best nun in the house..."
Zeng Zuimo has a very high level of painting skills, and has designed so many styles of clothes. Naturally, his imagination is very strong. The white-haired woman can immediately figure out the mystery of it with just a little touch...
She took apart the place that had been sewn up, and followed what she taught, and it was much better than before.
"Thank you so much..."
At this moment, she finally found the right direction, feeling quite a sense of accomplishment in her heart, holding the white-haired woman's hand, and said excitedly.
The white-haired woman smiled and asked: "The girl and the lover should be married soon, right?"
Zeng Zuimo was stunned, lowered his head, blushed and said, "Yeah, I don't know when..."
The white-haired woman patted her hand and said: "It's not difficult to be a female celebrity. As long as you do it with your heart, you can learn it quickly. It's urgent..."
This matter cannot be explained, Zeng Zuimo just blushed and bowed his head in silence.
At this time, the girl just walked in from the outside and said, "Madam, the Suyun Brocade you want has arrived."
The white-haired woman stood up, nodded, thought for a while, and then asked, "I wonder if you have the 'soft smoke' and 'organdy'?"
"Soft Smoke" and "Organdy Wing Yarn" are materials that have been widely circulated in Kyoto recently. People have spread them amazingly. There are even a few stories about these two fabrics that are not true or not. Although they have not been sold yet, But the price has reached an outrageous level.
The girl shook her head and said, "These two kinds of fabrics haven't been officially sold yet, and you can't buy them in any cloth shop in Kyoto."
The white-haired woman nodded and said, "Forget it then."
"Miss, I heard that the soft smoke is very thin. If you make a curtain and look at it from a distance, it will look like smoke. Is it true..." When walking out of the shop, a little maid behind her was holding the cloth and muttered. said a word.
"I just heard from the second lady that I wanted to buy it as a gift for her. Since the capital hasn't sold it yet, let's wait until later." The white-haired woman shook her head and said, "Go back."
"Wait a minute..."
There were footsteps coming from behind, and the white-haired woman turned her head and saw the girl walking out quickly from the room just now.
Zeng Zuimo looked at her and said with a smile: "If you want the 'soft smoke' and 'organdy', I happen to have some extra, if you don't mind..."
The white-haired woman was stunned for a while, before she nodded slightly.
"good."
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"Miss, this soft cigarette is really thin. It must look good when made into a gauze tent. That girl is so generous. She gave us four pieces at once. I heard that the cloth has four colors in total. Now it's all ready... "
"This organdy is also pretty good, and it looks good too. You can't buy these two kinds of fabrics in the whole of Kyoto. I don't know where Miss Zeng got them..."
On the street, two little maids were holding some pieces of cloth in their arms, talking in low voices as they walked.
Behind the two of them, a square-faced man turned his head and said in a low voice: "Go down and check, what is the origin of that woman just now?"
The white-haired woman looked back at them and said, "No need, if you meet someone on the street, you have to check their background. How many people do I need to arrange around me?"
The man looked embarrassed, and said: "Miss San, but the second master..."
"Second brother, if you ask, I will explain it myself." The white-haired woman glanced at him and said, "However, second brother is usually busy with work, so don't bother him with these trivial matters."
"Yes..." The man could only nod helplessly.
The white-haired woman turned her head, with a slight smile on her face. She looked at the woman as if she saw herself many years ago, so she taught her those things in the cloth village.
Later, the girl asked someone to go back to fetch the cloth, and the two sat in the shop for a while and talked.
Of course, most of the time, it was the girl who asked him about female celebrities, and she answered them one by one, including the other party's request to make an appointment to continue asking her for advice, and she agreed without hesitation.
She can understand and understand the girl's thoughts. Even if the little clothes she made for her child were pricked by needles and scarred, no matter how much hardship she endured, her heart must still be sweet.
Just like she was twenty years ago.