"Actually, I'm very curious about you," said Zhang Chen.

"Oh, what are you curious about?"

"How could you, a Taiwanese, come here and open such a stall? And, you don't seem to be very..."

"I don't look like a businessman, right?" the boss asked.

Zhang Chen nodded.

"I am indeed not a businessman. I am in Taiwan, a junior high school teacher and teach Chinese language."

"How could he come to Hangzhou?" Zhang Chen asked afterwards.

The boss took a sip of tea and was silent for a while. Before he could speak, he laughed. He said:

"This is very simple to say. I fell in love with a girl from Hangzhou. I met when I came to Hangzhou for a trip. She was the front desk of the hotel where I stayed. Later, we got married. After we got married, she refused to go to Taiwan, and it was not very convenient to go there. So I was the only one to come to the mainland.

"But I'm here, what can I do here? All I know is teaching, and I don't have other skills. When I go to Hangzhou, I can't even teach. The textbooks and teaching requirements on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are completely different. Haha, I can't teach students the Three Principles of the People, right? Besides, I can't even recognize simplified Chinese characters, and how to teach students and teach a kindergarten is not qualified.

"My uncle, he came to the mainland very early and opened a clothing factory in Dongguan, which specializes in OEM for some world-renowned brands. He gave me an idea to open such a stall here. As for him, every order is completed, there will be some remaining fabrics in the factory, so he sent it from Dongguan and sold it here for me. In this way, he can finally support his family."

So that's it, Zhang Chen nodded. No wonder the fabrics here always give people a very novel feeling. It turns out that they are really used by big brands. He said that the fabrics here are very big brands, and he is really right.

"The fabrics you have are really good," Zhang Chen said to the boss, "so every time I come to the fabric market, I will definitely come to you to take a look."

“The fabric is good, but there is one problem.”

"What's wrong?"

"All the fabrics here are used up after using them. If you want to make up for them, they are gone. I have a few friends from Shanghai clothing companies. They are picking up goods here. This is the biggest headache."

Zhang Chen nodded and thought to himself that these fabrics should be processed by those big brands of materials. Even his uncle doesn’t know where the fabric is produced. If you still want to use it, where can you find it?

For clothing companies, it is really a headache to have a style just sold out but the fabric is gone.

The boss's surname is Cai and his name is Cai Jinxiang. After the two sat down, they chatted for more than an hour. When Zhang Chen was chatting with Boss Cai, he naturally thought of the Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, who thought that he was probably a family member of the military village.

Although Boss Cai and Emperor Gaozu of Han Liu Bang are two people with completely different styles, one thing they have is the same, that is, the breeding.

When I went out for a trip, I met a girl, and when I fell in love, I married her. When I got married, I didn’t care about anything, so I went to a strange city, and went to a city where I knew it was difficult to find a job there. If such a person didn’t bring a seed, who would bring a seed?

Although he speaks and smiles very gently, there are very hard things in his bones.

Even though he knew it would be impolite to ask the truth, Zhang Chen still asked: "Is Boss Cai a fellow villager?"

"Do you know the military village?" Boss Cai felt strange in the opposite direction.

Zhang Chen smiled and said to him: "I used to know a boss from Taiwan. He told me a lot about military villages and was very impressed."

Boss Cai said: "I am not from the military village, but I am very familiar with the military village. I have many relatives, including my friends at home and my own classmates, all from the military village."

Seeing that Zhang Chen didn't understand, Boss Cai smiled and said, "My father was in mainland China, and he lost his pants because he lost his pants. He ran to Taiwan with bare ass. My mother is from this province. They got married in Taiwan. They gave birth to me. In my mother's family, four of them are daughters. My mother is the youngest. When they get married, my father is. How do you say it in your mainland dialect?"

"Put the door down."

"Yes, I'm in the middle of the door. But my father's relatives, fellow villagers, and comrades in his army are all in the military village, so I'm very familiar with military villages."

The two left contact information for each other. Zhang Chen also bought five meters of fabrics of the three colors. The door width of the fabric is very wide, 1.8 meters. Such a wide door width must be considered because of the fabric of Lycra. The whole piece of clothing needs to be cut and cannot be spliced. The door width is too narrow, and it will be difficult to type and waste the fabric.

Zhang Chen used it to make a tight T-shirt. In fact, it can't be used for five meters, two meters is enough. But Zhang Chen didn't know why, but he always felt that after chatting with the other party for so long, he bought a little fabric and couldn't say it.

The fabric is indeed a bit expensive, 381 meters, which should be more expensive than all the fabrics in other stalls in the market. The thick pure wool fabric used to make coats was only about twenty yuan at that time.

Cai Jinxiang reminded him that you should use ykk zippers for this fabric, don’t use Yiwu, and don’t buy fake ykk.

Zhang Chen scratched his head and said to Boss Cai: "I really don't understand this zipper, and I can't tell the truth or false."

"You will know after comparison. In this way, when you go to the store in this market, you will come in and go up the one below the stairs on the second floor. You will tell your boss that it is my friend. His zippers are very complicated, but there are many good things, including other auxiliary materials, which are the auxiliary materials left over from the outside order collected from the factory."

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you.

Zhang Chen found the stall and told the boss that he was Boss Cai’s friend. The other party opened the cabinet under the glass shelf and took out the ykk zippers of two large cartons for him to choose.

Boss Cai is right. Once the zipper is held in his hand, Zhang Chen felt the difference. These zippers are very thin, soft and light, and look very good in quality. Even if you pinch them in your hand and pull them hard, the nylon zipper teeth will not break.

Zhang Chen thought that if the lycra fabric was put on a normal zipper, it would definitely be tilted. Boss Cai reminded him in time. It seemed that he didn't seem to be what he said himself, and he wouldn't know anything except teaching.

Zhang Chen returned home first, took the sketchbook, thought about it, and picked up a stack of clothing magazines, which contained some elements that could be referenced when designing. Zhang Chen could also design at home, but he always felt that he would be more inspired by going to Zhao Zhigang and the others and listening to the sound of the sewing machine beside him.

Besides, he was eager to see his cotton and linen shirt.

Zhang Chen arrived at Zhao Zhigang's shop and saw that they were both stepping on the sewing machine and piled up clothes on the cutting table. Zhang Chen was overjoyed and quickly put down the things in his hand, picked up one, and put it on the table. He almost exclaimed, this was his design debut, no, the second one, the first one was Xiao Zhao's maternity skirt.

When he saw the shirt on the table, it was exactly the same as he had imagined, he suddenly felt very at ease and had a clear understanding.

It's like when you draw, the picture after the work is completed will appear in your mind. When you are doing decoration design, the picture after the work is completed will appear in your mind. When all the imagined things are in line with reality, you will know that you are right.

When you feel this way, the design will become a very wonderful thing. The completed imaginary picture will run through your entire design process. It will look at you silently, just like the person who looks at the scenery and you upstairs. Unlike that person, when you go a step further in the process, it will remind you in time and let you return to your original path.

Zhang Chen now feels that he is right and he is very confident in what he wants to design next.

He took out the buttons he had just bought and gestured on the shirt, feeling that it was the same as he imagined when he bought them. After these buttons were nailed, the effect would come out, and they would add a lot of color to the shirt.

Zhao Zhigang stood up and walked over. He saw the fabric that Zhang Chen had bought. He knew that Zhang Chen was preparing to design a new model again. He found a carton and put the clothes on the cutting table into the carton and said to Zhang Chen: "This is for you."

"So considerate." Zhang Chen smiled.

Zhao Zhigang also smiled and went back to the sewing machine to continue working.

Cai Di shouted without looking back: "You can still design it here?"

"You can only draw good paintings if you quarrel." Zhang Chen shouted.

Zhao Zhigang and Cai Di both shook their heads, thinking that this guy was really a weird guy. Zhang Chen had never felt this problem before. When Cai Di asked, he remembered it. It was true. He used to draw a set in front of the troupe's rehearsal hall, and was rehearsing a whole show behind him. He sang, played, pulled, and drum cymbals. What would he be affected?

It seems that the same is true. The more they quarreled, the more they drew themselves. Do you still need to frown when drawing a picture?

Zhang Chen pulled a stool and sat down on the head of the cutting table. He knew that this cutting table was multi-purpose here. He had to make a board when punching the board, and when cutting it, he had to cut it. When ironing the liner and ironing the clothes, he was also a hot table, so he could not own it alone.

Zhao Zhi seemed to have thought of something. He turned off the sewing machine motor, stood up and walked over. He picked up the bag of Lycra fabric and looked at it. He frowned and asked, "Is this your newly bought cloth?"

Zhang Chen said yes, what's the problem?

"This fabric is very difficult to car, and usually uses a sewing machine."

“Can’t this sewing machine be made?”

Cai Di also came over when she heard their conversation. She looked at the fabric and told Zhang Chen that it was difficult to make, and she would jump into needles and would not leave.

Zhang Chen became nervous when he heard this. He was full of passion and was really poured with cold water on his head. No matter how beautiful the fabric looks, what's the use of not being able to make clothes?

Cai Di picked up the scissors, cut a long strip on the edge, and returned to the sewing machine, Zhang Chen and Zhao Zhigang followed.

Caidi folded the fabric in half, placed it under the presser foot, and started the machine. Sure enough, the needle was running up and down, but the cloth under the presser foot did not move after a moment of movement, and the thread on the needle was immediately broken.

She turned off the motor, put the thread back on the sewing machine, took out the thread shuttle under the sewing machine, put it in order, and put it back, and stepped on the pedal. The result was the same. Cai Di stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhao Zhigang helplessly.

Zhang Chen lamented in his heart, "It's over and I can't make clothes, and it's a waste of money to buy fabrics or a trivial matter." His entire plan has gone bankrupt. He wants to find another fabric, rethink new styles, and re-plan the layout of the wall.

Zhao Zhigang didn't make a noise, so he walked away. After a while, he came over with a thin piece of paper. Zhang Chen and Cai Di didn't understand what he was doing with a piece of paper.

Zhao Zhigang said to Cai Di, stand up, I'll try it.

Cai Di stood up, Zhao Zhigang sat down, first put the paper on the needle board, then placed the Lycra fabric on the paper, and took the right hand over the needle rod in front, and handed it in the back with his left hand. Start the machine, da da da da da da, the fabric actually got off. Cai Di and Zhang Chen couldn't help but patted it.

Zhao Zhigang stopped, turned over the fabric, tore the layer of paper sewn on it, and a seam was completed. He told Cai Di, just like that, bring a handful of it in front.

Cai Di said repeatedly, OK, I understand.

Zhang Chen excitedly patted Zhao Zhigang's shoulder and shouted, "You are really a skilled expert."
Chapter completed!