ps: ps: the addition of 9o monthly passes is here...... Anyway, why do I think the standard is set a little low...... I was a little apprehensive in my heart!!

"I don't smoke when we usher in the delivery. By the way, all my crickets are dead, can you let them survive the winter?" Hong Tao saw this old man, and remembered that his crickets were coming.

"It's troublesome, but not every cricket can survive the winter, you can't learn such a troublesome method now, how many have you raised?" the second master pouted, and he was very disdainful of Hong Tao's mallet.

"7, I bought a few more of the same jars later, still in that consignment store, you can give me a palm one day to see if it's a handful. Hong Tao told the scene of buying cricket cans that day.

"Alas...... You're taking advantage of people's danger, I don't know that the insect is back again, catch up with Ming'er, you go diligently, maybe you can make a table of the same jar, that's a good thing. The second master looked a little lonely, and probably remembered his experience of playing with insects back then.

Han Yan quickly brought back the wine and vegetables in a basket, Hong Tao sat in the corridor with the second master on the small kang table and small bench that he usually used for eating, you drank it one by one, Hong Tao only took a sip every time, the second master still drank that way, took a small half cup, and then ate the vegetables. An old man and a young man chatted while drinking, and their mouths were full of crickets and gnats, and these girls in the store couldn't understand a word, so they could only watch these two monsters from the side.

"Second master, the style of your clothes is very special, this is not bought, right? I looked at this stitch as if it was hand-sewn. "There is no size on the wine table. Hong Tao now completely regarded the old man as a friend, reached out and picked up the sleeve of his coat and looked at it, and then carefully looked at the marks on the placket.

"You still have this look? I can't wear this dress for ordinary people. I'll just tell you this, you can't find such good craftsmanship in the city, do you believe it?" The second master drank beautifully, talked a lot, and began to show off his clothes.

"Anyway, this stitch is really regular, it's the same as the machine qì smashed, or you can tell me. You see, I also have a tailor's shop here, and I plan to make it bigger, but I don't need a skilled master to sit in charge. For example, when a customer like you comes, we won't be able to make clothes with this kind of craftsmanship!" Hong Tao looked at the sewing technique and cutting method of this dress again, it was really amazing. It's the hand-sewing hand. It is also many times higher than itself, and the hundreds of stitch lengths are almost identical, and there is no difference at all. In particular, the cloth buckle loop on the placket is even more finely made, and several simple strips of cloth are sewn into a small gada, which looks like a flower.

"Do you want to hire someone here?" or master?" When the second master heard Hong Tao's words, he actually put down the wine glass, and seemed to be quite attentive.

"It's also a master. You think this is a restaurant, just by this craft. When I came, I became a master, I found him 2 female apprentices, apprenticed with him, and the salary was ...... first 2oo yuan, there are dividends at the end of the year, food and accommodation are covered, how should the apprentice be filial to the master, do you think it is appropriate? But the craftsmanship is good, don't find someone to fool me, I understand this, now I am the master here, and those clothes are all made by me. Hong Tao really didn't open his mouth to talk nonsense, he is now lacking a master to press the formation, after all, the aunt's craft is learned from himself, he is a mallet, and the aunt can't learn anything good, making some simple fashion is enough, but if you want to go to the high-end exhibition, there is still a long way to go.

"2oo? Don't let me bring people, your adults are not happy, this is not to play with me!" The second master obviously made Hong Tao say that he was tempted, but he couldn't believe Hong Tao, the child.

"Cut! What a big deal! You ask them, alas...... Several...... Does it matter if I talk here?" Hong Tao's little face also turned red, slapped his chest, and asked the girls in the room for proof.

"......" The girls didn't know what he was talking about, so they could only nod.

"Is it better to be older?" the second master asked again.

"If you can move, don't make me half-paralyzed, oh, let me be a filial son and send me to the end!" Hong Tao thought that the old man was making fun of himself again.

"Little Wang Eight Lambs!Who is half-body, in good health, 52 years old this year, I made these clothes by him, I didn't say anything about the craftsmanship, and I also did a job for the troupe in the early years. The second master stretched out his hand and gave Hong Tao a slap, and began to advertise the people he introduced.

"You say this is a bit suspenseful, and you also do it for the drama troupe, is that what one person can do? According to you, this is a master, so why don't you go to a public clothing store to be a master?" Hong Tao probably knows the details of this old man, a disciple of the Eight Banners, born in the second ancestor, bragging about Kanshan is his old business, what he says can't be fully believed, the water is too much.

"Hey...... I can't tell you clearly, do you want to love it or not!" The second master was really serious, and his face was unhappy.

"Nacheng, you let him try it, as long as the craftsmanship is good, I don't want me to be the one, it's done, right?" Hong Tao gestured with his hand to look like a little Wang Ba, a few fingers were still moving, this was a gesture of scolding people in the old capital.

"Don't drink it, when I come back and drink it, I'll take him over!" The second master drained all the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, and then got up and walked out.

"Hi...... Don't be in such a hurry...... I say...... This stubborn old man!" Hong Tao didn't expect that the second master was really getting more and more alive, what to do like a child, saying that one is one out, but unfortunately the old man didn't listen to him at all, and directly opened the door and pedaled on his German tricycle, and ran away like a gallop.

The person brought back by the second master surprised Hong Tao, it was actually an old lady with small feet. It can't be said that she is an old lady, she looks like she is more than 4o years old, the clothes she wears are quite old, but they are very neat, her hair is combed to the back of her head and a hair, a coarse cloth gown with an oblique placket, a pair of crotch-free pants, a pair of black cloth mille-feuille bottoms, and a pair of snow-white socks.

This aunt claims to be surnamed Liu, and if she has no name, she is called Liu Bai. As soon as he heard this name, Hong Tao understood that this surname was Bai and he married a man surnamed Liu, and women in the past were called in this way, and after marrying, their boudoir name could not be lightly sued by others, and they could only use their husband's surname plus their own surname as their first name. is not very unfamiliar with this Hong Tao, his grandmother is such a name, Hu Zhao!

This Liu Bai didn't introduce himself much, but just took out a small basket from a small cloth bag he carried, which was full of needles and threads, and then asked his aunt for 4 feet of really good cloth, and used his fingers with long nails to make a gesture on his aunt's body, and began to cut up and down the desk. There were only some simple lines drawn on the fabric, and many places were empty, but this Liu Baishi cut down like flying, and cut a bunch of pieces of cloth in a few minutes.

"Aunt Liu...... Are you going to make a cheongsam?" Hong Tao looked at it for a long time before he could see a little eyebrows, but he was not sure.

"Straight, it's not a serious cheongsam. That Liu Bai glanced at Hong Tao, obviously a little surprised that a little boy could tell what she was going to do from the fabric she cut.

"Straight placket? is the meaning of a fake placket, right?" Hong Tao's limited knowledge of cutting in his mind was no longer enough, but fortunately, he wouldn't have a good face, so he wouldn't ask.

"Can you cut clothes?" Liu Baishi had been threading needles and threads in his hands, and then raised his eyelids and replied to Hong Tao.

"A little bit, I can only make simple clothes, and I can't make complex ones. "Hong Tao is not modest, he really doesn't have that ability.

"Who taught you? The little boy also learned this?" Liu Baishi was still busy in her hands, and the two pieces of clothing had already begun to be sewn in her hands, and she could not look at the stitches under her hands, chatting and sewing, that small needle was the same as a sewing machine, one would go out and one would enter, and two inches long stitches had been sewn in a word.

"No one taught me, I read the book and learned it myself......" Hong Tao's sentence is all nonsense.

“…… It's weird and interesting, second master, are the boys also popular now?" Liu Baishi completely raised her head this time, but the needle under her hand did not stop at all, and she was still sewing quickly, she just lowered her head from time to time to adjust the position of the two pieces of cloth.

"How do I know, you gaa boy has a lot of eyes, don't let him bluff. The second master didn't see Liu Bai's sewing clothes, and he continued to struggle with the half bottle of Moutai alone.

At first, it was the aunt and Hong Tao who stood here to watch Liu Bai's sewing clothes, and slowly the other girls in the room also came over, watching this very strange little old lady connect the pieces of cloth by hand with a very fast degree, although the degree is not as fast as the sewing machine, even the manual sewing machine can't catch up, but everyone has never seen the hand-sewn things so fast, so neat.

It only took more than 5o minutes, a simple straight placket (no splicing, no arc) short cheongsam was done, and Liu Baishi also used a few strips of cloth to sew into a small cloth roll, and then tied a few dead knots casually, and then sewed it with needles and threads, it became a set of cloth buckle loops, the pattern is very simple and exquisite.

"It's done, auntie, don't be so particular anymore, let's have organic qì here for the edge of the lock, it's a waste of your craft to lock the edge, auntie, why are you so eyeless, don't get some hot water for my aunt to drink, by the way, where do I have condensed milk, brew condensed milk." Hong Tao only saw half of it, and knew that this old lady with small feet was definitely very skilled, at least much taller than herself.

What does it mean that someone sewing a piece of clothing is as simple as folding a paper gun by herself, and she doesn't have to look at it with her eyes? It shows that she is too skilled, and the coordination between her brain and fingers is about to catch up with the computer program, and she will not go wrong at all. This is a veritable master, good craftsmanship, put it in the future generations, if you don't get it right, you have to evaluate an intangible cultural heritage or something. (To be continued!)

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