In the small tailor shop, Ye Zhizhi and Chen Aihong excitedly surrounded Jiang Guixiang and watched her quickly cut and sew. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Guixiang is used to doing it, seeing the pattern, she has a bottom in her heart, and Ye Zhizhi is explaining on the side, so she quickly picked up the tool to draw the line and cut the cloth, and then threaded the needle and thread to start sewing.

Probably because girls have natural fantasies about beautiful things, Ye Zhizhi is also excited and happy, she loved to buy and wear in her previous life, and sometimes she dreamed that she would become a famous designer, and a piece of clothing could sell a lot of money, but in terms of her level of painting, in the end, she just thought about it.

Not to mention design, it's the first time to watch people make clothes directly, and she actually wants to learn.

In her previous life, the conditions at her home were not good, there was no sewing machine at home, and her mother would not make clothes, but her aunt's house had one, but it was an old antique, and she had never seen her aunt use it, she had actually been very jealous of some of her little friends' mothers who would make clothes and change clothes, and when she was in elementary school, she had a classmate's mother who was particularly ingenious, and she could make clothes and knit wool, and she was particularly beautiful and beautiful, and it was said that her mother made it herself, and everyone was jealous at that time.

It takes two or three hours for a skilled hand to make a set of clothes, Jiang Guixiang is anxious to see the results, and the speed in his hands is faster, and the shirt and skirt are completely ready in less than two hours.

Chen Aihong quickly changed into and walked out, Ye Zhizhi helped her tuck her shirt into the skirt, the current skirt is mostly a leather band waist, wrinkled and particularly unsightly, Ye Zhizhi designed the skirt completely according to Chen Aihong's waistline, and the half-finger-wide waist is buttoned to leave room for a finger just to fit.

"......" Chen Aihong looked at herself in the mirror a little dumbfounded, the ruffled princess sleeves, the neckline is a small bow made of the remaining fabric of the skirt, the well-fitting shirt, the specially designed skirt, outlining the slender waist, the skirt to the knees, and the calves are toned and slender......

"It's really me!" Chen Aihong sighed in fascination.

Ye Zhizhi looked Chen Aihong up and down, such a shirt with a skirt is actually a very popular match, suitable for most people, the current clothes and pants are generally made larger, and there are very few fits, Chen Aihong put on this body and pinched her waist, and there are all kinds of careful design decorations, which are naturally very different from her usual image, and the contrast is very large.

It's just that...... Ye Zhizhi felt that she was going to commit an occupational disease, her shoes didn't match, and her hairstyle didn't fit, what she wanted to do more was to put on a suitable retro makeup for Chen Aihong, but unfortunately she could only think about it.

It's already going to cost a lot of money to make an extra shirt, and then buy shoes and cut your hair...... She was afraid that Aunt Dahe would go back to find her right and wrong.

"Beautiful!" Jiang Guixiang smiled and admired, looking at Ye Zhizhi's eyes with curiosity and curiosity, more surprise, but I don't know if this girl is really capable or has a moment of inspiration.

She admired Ye Zhizhi very much in her heart, but she had to take another look and see before she could make a decision.

On the way home, Chen Aihong kept holding Ye Zhizhi tightly, her little face was flushed with excitement, and she was talking vigorously to buy a pair of new leather shoes to match clothes, and to cut her hair.

"Don't, it's a shame that your hair is so long. Ye Zhizhi touched Chen Ai's red and shiny braids, and was very envious, the original owner was malnourished since he was a child, although his hair was long but not shiny, and the ends of his hair were split and yellow, it was difficult to raise them in a short time.

Chen Aihong didn't feel a pity, she made up her mind to wring her hair, and was holding her big braid and asking Ye Zhizhi where to stay.

"It's okay, I just cut it and sold it for money, this time I won't cut it to the end, according to what you said, keep a Hu Lan head, anyway, you can keep your hair in the future." The more Chen Aihong thought about it, the happier she felt, and she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"I'm so happy!"

Ye Zhizhi also laughed, she was also very happy, Jiang Guixiang left the set of clothes in the store to hang for a few days to attract customers, and because of her design, she decided to make her an extra pair of pants, she was just thanking Chen Aihong for being sincere and didn't want her to be too disappointed to make a move, but she didn't expect such a big windfall.

For her now, a pair of pants is much more practical than giving her money, but how much can a piece of paper be sold for? If it weren't for Jiang Guixiang, that piece of paper would be worthless. Thinking that he didn't have to face the dilemma of only having a pair of pants, Ye Zhizhi was very grateful.

There is no barber shop in Qiaotou Town, only two mobile barbers, which are under the jurisdiction of collective cooperative stores, and they generally pick a burden, one end is a shelf basin and the other end is a tool box, carrying the door-to-door service through the streets and alleys, and if you want to get a haircut, you have to wait until the barber arrives in the village.

Chen Aijiao and Ye Zhizhi were lucky, when the two walked back from the town, they met the barber who was giving a haircut to the villagers in the side village, it was an old man with gray hair, and a family on the side of the road shaved the old man, Chen Aihong immediately walked up happily, asked the price, borrowed a stool from the master's house, and sat aside and waited.

The high-end hairstyling studio that he is used to, Ye Zhizhi is the first time to look at this kind of industry, commonly known as "shaving the head", with a mirror in the middle of the old-fashioned basin shelf, a somewhat torn white towel next to it, and a polished wide band, which should be used for razors.

The hot water in the basin was steaming, the master scraped it in three or two, wrung a towel and wiped it, his face was shaved clean, there was no stubble, and he could push a small flat head for ten minutes, the craftsmanship was fast and good, and it was Chen Aihong's turn after a while.

Ye Zhizhi's distant memory still remembers that when he was a child, there was a person who specialized in collecting hair riding a bicycle and setting up a small horn, as long as she heard the sound of "Hair collection~~", she ran out, for fear of being grabbed by her mother and twisting her hair like a dog gnawing it.

I didn't expect the master to collect her hair here, Chen Aihong's big braid was twisted down and could be sold for three yuan, Ye Zhizhi was a little moved, there was no shampoo and hair dryer at this time, she had no conditions for raising her hair, but her hair quality was not as good as Chen Aihong's, and she could sell it for two yuan at an estimate.

Twisted the big braid and simply trimmed it, and soon the hair was cut, the master's craftsmanship was indeed fast and good, and the two black mushroom heads smirked at each other.

What Ye Zhizhi wanted was short and medium hair with a sense of space and layering, and she wanted to make a request, but she was kicked away by the master, and several people who wanted to sell hair and push hair came later.

"It's really spirited, it's much better than selling hair before, and it's like a dog gnawing it. Chen Ai blushed so much that she leaned into the mirror and brushed her hair, just when she turned her head to see a little girl with her hair twisted, staring at her with teary eyes.

At this time, selling hair is for money, and no one will leave a piece like them in order to keep it good-looking, and the more you cut it, the more money you get, and the hair can grow longer anyway, and you can exchange the money for shampoo back.

In particular, children do not have human rights.