Spring went to the summer solstice, Hua Xiangrong entered the peak season, and after Song Lingyue got better, she began to dance in Jinkaimen again, but this time, she would rather drink more wine to socialize, and no longer accept the pursuit of any nobles.

Early this morning, Song Lingyue went to Hua Xiangrong to check the accounts, there were more orders, the business was getting hotter and hotter, and the store urgently needed to hire a bookkeeper, but before Mr. invited him, these still needed Song Lingyue to take care of it himself.

The people in the back workshop are busy, the new recruits can start working independently, the newly bought sewing machines are also installed, and the speed of making clothes has increased a lot.

Tailor Xie is now Hua Xiangrong's technical consultant, and he no longer needs to personally participate in the cutting, as long as he supervises the garment making process, and does a good job of inspection after completion, and the rest of the time, he sits at the counter in front of him, and entertains the distinguished guests who come to make clothes with the two new little girls.

Song Lingyue came out after checking the accounts, and Tailor Xie also walked out from behind the counter, and asked with a smile: "Brother Rong, a new batch of clothes has been made, do you want to check it yourself?" ”

Song Lingyue stroked her broken hair, she was wearing a newly made men's wig on her head, the first time she wore it, she was still a little unaccustomed to it, she was always afraid of falling off, so she touched it from time to time.

"No need, you can deliver the goods after you have checked it, the clothes of the Police Department and the Tax Department are good, and I am going to talk about the customs next, this Yamen in Kyoto belongs to these places where there are many people and there is no shortage of money."

Tailor Xie nodded again and again, since the new flower wanted to rise, Tailor Xie threw himself to the ground with the five bodies that this little master admired, and he said whatever he wanted, almost obediently.

"Brother Rong, you are right, don't worry, I will definitely check it well. The order you said at the customs, that's a big deal, you're busy with you, I'll leave it to me here, and there will be no mistakes. ”

Song Lingyue has nothing to worry about Tailor Xie, the customs side is just an idea, she has only come into contact with the deputy director of the customs in the past few days, and she is not very familiar with him, and it will take a few days to talk about serious things, but at the moment, she has a practical and easy to implement idea.

The new store is five times the size of the original, and most of the front is empty except for the counter, a row of samples on display, and two fitting rooms, which is a bit of a pity, but if you make some ready-to-wear clothes to sell here, you can not only make use of the space, but also add more customers.

After thinking about it, Song Lingyue walked over and measured the approximate area, and said to Tailor Xie: "Brother Xie, you ask people to buy two rows of racks for hanging clothes tomorrow, not vertically, horizontally, the kind that can display the whole clothes, in addition, go buy two model racks that can be worn and displayed, and we will make ready-to-wear clothes." ”

Tailor Xie was a little surprised, "Make ready-to-wear?" Didn't Brother Rong say in the past that he only made the clothes of famous nobles? If it is made into ready-to-wear, will it affect our name? ”

Song Lingyue shook her head, "No, our ready-to-wear is different from other stores, we only make the best materials, and we can only let the beauties with good figures and elegant temperament wear ready-to-wear clothes, such clothes are hung out, it is a status symbol, which will attract more celebrities." ”

Tailor Xie didn't understand this, but he felt that what he said was very reasonable, and nodded again and again, full of praise, "Brother Rong is right, then do as you say." ”

Song Lingyue thought about it, if she made ready-to-wear clothes, then she still needed to recruit people and draw pictures, otherwise she would be too busy, so she added, "You go and ask whose family and friends need to find a job, and those who can do our job can be recommended here." ”

Tailor Xie thought to himself: In these years, there are too many people on the street who need to support their families, and it is very easy to recruit people, so he should respond, "Okay, Brother Rong, don't worry, you can recruit them in three or two days." ”

"Okay, then you guys get busy first, I'll go outside." Song Lingyue replied and walked out of the store.

The early summer breeze was warm on her face, Song Lingyue's short hair was neatly combed, the same as her real hair, wearing a white silk gown, and a pair of black and white thick-soled Oxford shoes on her feet, all dressed up clean and elegant.

She has been pretending to be a man for a long time, and as soon as she puts on the clothes of a man, her walking posture has changed, her posture is heroic, her head is swaggering, and she can't see femininity at all.

Song Lingyue walked through one shop after another, and finally stopped at the door of a cloth village.

This cloth village is a time-honored brand, when Song Qi was alive, he also cooperated with this cloth village, but unfortunately after the Song family fell, the owner of the cloth village broke off the relationship with the Song family, and only did business, not people.

It's a pity that the cloth village that was prosperous in the past is now a little out of the flow, and the business is still some old homespun cloth, occasionally silk, silk and the like, the price is not cheap, and the appearance is not fashionable, and it has long been abandoned by the young wife and young lady.

Song Lingyue stood for a long time, but she didn't see a few customers, and even if they went in, most of them came out empty-handed, and they wouldn't buy the things inside, which shows that the business of this cloth village is bleak to a certain extent.

The shopkeeper of the cloth village saw a handsome young master standing outside for a long time, but he didn't see him come in, so he couldn't help it for a while, and walked to the door to greet him, "This young master, do you want to buy cloth?" The fabrics we have here are on sale at reduced prices, so you can come in and have a look! ”

Song Lingyue smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, lifted the placket of the robe, and raised her feet up the steps, "Okay!" I'll take a look. ”

The owner of the cloth village welcomed him in, took a few pieces of cloth, and greeted him warmly before and after running.

"This little master, look at this, this is pure cotton cloth, this cotton yarn is produced by the Dong family, this is a time-honored brand."

The shopkeeper handed a piece of cloth to Song Lingyue, Song Lingyue twisted it with her fingers, did not speak, and continued to look inside the shop, the shopkeeper thought that he was not satisfied, and stuffed her with a piece of cloth.

"Look at this again, this is a silk fabric, this fabric, the price is the fairest for us here, you try the feel."

Song Lingyue pinched a piece of cloth in one hand, twisted it a few times, threw the cloth to him, clapped her hands, and said lightly: "Shopkeeper, this piece of cotton cloth of yours is still spun with the most ordinary cheese yarn, the craftsmanship of the Dong family, I think it's just like that, and this so-called silk fabric, use silk as silk to sell, you can do it." ”

The shopkeeper thought that he was a rich young master and didn't necessarily understand any fabrics, so he wanted to coax him, but he didn't expect him to be able to recognize it, and he couldn't help but look ashamed.

"This young master, forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know gold and jade, I neglected you, we have good goods here, you can look at something else."

Song Lingyue waved her hand, "No need, I've seen almost all the fabrics you have here, and they don't want it, but unfortunately, this big deal can't be done." ”

When the shopkeeper heard that it was a big deal, he suddenly came to his senses, came to Song Lingyue, and asked flatteringly: "Little master, I don't know what kind of fabric you want?" How much? Our cloth village is a time-honored brand, what you need, we can order. ”

Song Lingyue smiled indifferently, stretched out a finger, and shook it in front of him, "I want a hundred, silk twill and pearl satin, twenty each, silk crepe de chine white for ten, cashmere fabric and wool fabric, twill and plain weave each for twenty, lace fabric for ten, colors and patterns, I will make a list for you." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he couldn't help but speak, "Little master, what you want is the most high-end fabric, and they are all imported, which will cost a lot of money, are you sure?" ”

Song Lingyue frowned slightly, made an impatient look, took out a check from her pocket, and knocked it on the table, "Do you think what I said is false?" This is a deposit, you sign me a receipt for the order, and I will pick it up in ten days. ”

The shopkeeper took the check and took a look, the deposit of 2,000 yuan, equivalent to half of the price of the goods, it seems that he is not joking, such an order, but it has not been a long time, immediately smiled and accepted the check, to pick up the order.

"Little master, this is the receipt of the order here, you can see it, if there is no problem, we will sign it."

"Okay!" Song Lingyue smiled, took the order receipt in her hand, glanced at it, and said: "Shopkeeper, your order receipt is good, however, the fabrics I want are more particular, I will write the requirements and delivery date on this, if the goods you hand over do not match, I will not ask for it, you have to compensate me for the loss." ”

These are the old rules, not abrupt, the shopkeeper nodded, "Yes, you just write, if you don't deliver the goods according to the date and regulations, we will bear the consequences." ”

Song Lingyue raised her eyebrows, wrote down her requirements, asked the shopkeeper to sign, and made a list behind, handed over one copy to the shopkeeper, took the other copy, and left the cloth village.

The shopkeeper was sent to the street, and watched him get in the car and leave, only then turned back to the cloth village, picked up the order and glanced at it, shook his head happily and hummed a little song, this is a big order, with this money, this cloth village can continue to maintain, it is really good luck.