Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 619

Qian Xi'er heard this, and immediately applauded: "This is the best. I heard that the dragon robes worn by the emperor are directly woven, so ordinary people can't afford to wear this brocade!" There is no restriction on the common people to wear expensive clothes, but some patterns can only be used by the royal family.

Since Zhao Caifeng opened the Tianyi Pavilion, she brought half of the painting objects at home, and then she walked to the front of the desk, spread out a piece of rice paper, and drew patterns on it.

First sketched the prototype of a skirt, added some patterns on it, and the three of them studied together at the desk.In the end, everyone confirmed that the eight skirts will still follow the traditional pattern, but the previous embroidery technique has been changed to brocade weaving. When the time comes to stitch them together, they will look beautiful and not cumbersome.It's just that Yunjin is very troublesome to make. If the color matching is complicated, the labor cost is only more troublesome than embroidery. But Zhao Caifeng wanted to give such a gift to Cheng Lanzhi, so she naturally had to go all out.

Zhao Caifeng drew a few patterns that night, and sent them to Cheng Lanzhi for review the next morning.Mrs. Cheng also greeted her personally, seeing what Zhao Caifeng said, she couldn't help but said, "You guys are getting more and more good at playing now, and there are people who do wedding dresses like this, I told Lanzhi two days ago , I can't be lazy about this matter, but she just refuses to listen."

Zhao Caifeng only smiled and said: "Madam, don't worry, I promise to dress her up beautifully. Although it is a good thing to know how to sew, who in the rich people still do their own sew? If every household does it by themselves Needlework, then I won’t have any business with this Tianyi Pavilion!”

Mrs. Cheng was also moved by Zhao Caifeng, and seeing that the painting she brought was really good, she was also moved, and asked: "Then I don't know if you have clothes that are worn by people my age?" .”

Cheng Lanzhi didn't wait for Zhao Caifeng to answer, just smiled and said: "Of course there are. Caifeng's shop is now receiving big business, and many wives of high-ranking officials ask her to make clothes! I went out to visit a few days ago Son, when I went to a few friends' houses, they were wearing clothes made by Tianyi Pavilion!"

Zhao Caifeng just kept smiling, and took the measurements for Mrs. Cheng, saying that in the afternoon, a shopkeeper would be sent to bring style brochures and fabrics for Mrs. Cheng to choose.

In the afternoon, Zhao Caifeng sorted out all the designs Cheng Lanzhi had chosen, and entrusted someone to send them to the Hong family. It took a lot of work to weave this brocade, and it took three months to wait.

Because it doesn't take too long to cut and sew the clothes, Zhao Caifeng didn't go to urge Hong's family, but every time Hong guy plans to deliver the goods, he will ask a question by the way.Nowadays, many of the patterns of Yunjin are determined by the wives and grandmas themselves, and it is common to wait for the last three or four months, and Zhao Caifeng is no stranger to it.

After Zhao Caifeng checked the brocade sent by Hong's family, she sent the work to Caiyifang.Cheng Lanzhi's big wedding is on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and there is only more than a month left, and the embroiderer will start work late after the year, so the wedding dress must be driven out before the year.

This day happened to be Laba again, and it was the winter vacation of Yushan Academy. Zhao Caifeng caught cold a while ago when the season changed, and she didn't come to the store for a few days, so today she took the time to take a look.Seeing that shopkeeper Feng has arranged everything in the store in an orderly manner is comforting after all.Because it was dark early today, the ancient times were not like modern times, and there were still people shopping at night, so Zhao Caifeng asked Shopkeeper Feng to close early and go home early to warm up the stove.

Shopkeeper Feng has also been working in Zhao Caifeng's shop for nearly five months. He knew that the shopkeeper's mind is not in the shop today, so he just smiled and said, "Go back first if you have something to do. Order more fabrics, the end of the year is coming soon, and the accounts that should be settled must be settled, so as to save time from being too busy."

Zhao Caifeng thought it made sense after hearing this, so she went back by herself first.Because it's winter and the weather is too cold, it's a long way from Guangji Road to Zhuque Street, so Zhao Caifeng hired a carriage. Apart from picking herself up, the store also delivers goods to customers' homes and introduces new styles. They are also used.

The shop is getting bigger, and the money has indeed been spent more, but Zhao Caifeng is still as frugal as before. Her favorite jewelry is the Zhuchai that Song Mingxuan bought for her in Zhenbaofang. Even the proprietress of Zhenbaofang They all smiled and said, "I've never seen shopkeeper Zhao like this before. This is the hairpin that my eldest daughter pinches randomly in her spare time. You don't mind wearing it on your head all day long."

Zhao Caifeng only smiled and said: "This is a gift from my husband-in-law. Naturally, it is the best. Even if I can afford those gold, silver and jade stones now, they are not as good as the silver hairpin that my husband-in-law gave me. I will wait for him in the future." When I can afford these things, I naturally wear better ones."

Zhao Caifeng's carriage passed by the gate of Treasure Square today, and she remembered something. When Song Mingxuan came back from the Mid-Autumn Festival last time, she saw that the wooden hairpin on his head was a little cracked.Although men never pay much attention to this aspect, Zhao Caifeng still took it to heart, and only took time to order two ebony hairpins in Zhenbaofang, because the pattern of the hairpins was drawn by her own hands, so she had to wait for a while. Knowing that she was ill a while ago, she forgot about it.

(End of this chapter)