Bai Xinci knew which piece she was talking about, and when she heard this, she said, "The material of that piece is of high quality, and the style is not bad, but the embroidery skills are not very good."
"That's not bad. I think it was embroidered by hand. The embroidery looks real," Ye Jingmei said.
"You have never seen anyone embroidered well, which is a pity." Bai Xinci sighed: "Su Huan used to make cheongsam specifically for people, and Master Su's craftsmanship was amazing. The patterns embroidered on the cheongsam,
The talent is really lifelike and vivid. Unfortunately, Master Su is jealous of talent, and Master Su left early, leaving no one to inherit his craftsmanship. Su Huan is even worse than before."
When Ye Jingmei heard that there was a story in it, she suddenly said: "Sister-in-law Qingqing used to be a regular customer of this shop."
"Well, when Master Su was alive, I would ask Master Su to make cheongsam from time to time. Later, other masters' skills were not as good as mine, so I never made cheongsam again," Bai Xinci said.
Ye Jingmei also lamented: "It's such a pity. Since we don't like it, let's go."
Bai Xinci hummed again, and the aunt and sister-in-law planned to leave.
"Madams, please wait a moment."
An Zhisu stopped them when they turned to leave.
Bai Xinci and Ye Jingmei stopped in their tracks and turned around subconsciously. They saw a young girl coming down from upstairs holding a huge cardboard box. After she put the box down, she walked towards them.
"So you are in the store, we thought there was no one there." Ye Jingmei said after seeing An Zhisu.
An Zhisu hummed, looked deeply at Bai Xinci, then took the lake blue cheongsam they were talking about just now and gestured in front of Bai Xinci.
Bai Xinci didn't understand what she meant. Just when she was about to say that she didn't like this piece, she heard the girl say: "Well, madam has fair skin and elegant temperament, which really matches the blue color of water and lake. But madam is right.
, the embroidery of this cheongsam is too rubbish, and it will be too valuable to wear on you. The buckles are also very ordinary, and this style is not suitable for full-body buckles. Half-body buckles and zippers are slightly better."
Ye Jingmei was a little dumbfounded: "Little girl, are you the salesperson of this store?"
How can anyone say in front of customers that the clothes they sell are junk? Does this clerk have a grudge against the boss?
"I'm not a clerk, I'm the boss." An Zhisu answered simply, and then continued: "Apart from the color that matches you, there is nothing about this cheongsam that matches your temperament. The gold thread flowers on it are for
The one is single-sided embroidery, and a layer of lining is added to make the inside look better. It is simply too low. If you ask me, you should use double-sided embroidery and just make a single layer. Well, the hem of the skirt does not need to be so high.
.As for the length, I think it should be one or two centimeters below the knee for a lady to wear."
Ye Jingmei:......
Ye Jingmei was even more dumbfounded. It was already weird enough for the salesperson to criticize the clothes she sold, but now the boss was even more sharp. Didn't she design the cheongsam here?
Bai Xinci seemed to have found the right person, and nodded happily after hearing this: "You have a good taste, but there are very few people who can do double-sided embroidery, and it takes a lot of effort to embroider. Nowadays, most of them use single-sided embroidery.
, what’s more, they are all directly embossed.”
"The embroidery is more Low." An Zhisu scorned unceremoniously and said in silence: "Madam, let me help you design a cheongsam. I design and make it myself. I will use the silk material of this cheongsam.
I just saw a piece of cloth upstairs, which should be enough to make you a cheongsam."
Bai Xinci was stunned and said unexpectedly: "Can you make cheongsam?"
"Yes." An Zhisu nodded, then remembered something and explained: "I just took over this store today, and I didn't make all the cheongsams here. I was just about to pack them up and throw them away."
"Throw it away!" Ye Jingmei exclaimed. She took another look at the cheongsam in the store. There must be at least dozens of them. She just touched a few pieces, and many of them were made of pure silk. They said every inch of silk was an inch.
Jin, this girl throws it away as she pleases, she is so willful.