Don't mess with the rich girl

Bai jiaoniang wrote down Mu Qingqing's size, sketched a sketch and chatted with Mu Qingqing. After all, she is the female champion of a city. It is very rare for Bai jiaoniang. This is the first time she has made clothes for the number one person in city A.

"Aunt Bai, have you studied design?" Mu Qingqing looked at her and smoothly outlined her general figure. The lines in her pen were very smooth, not losing the design draft she had seen in the book.

"Design? What's that?" Bai jiaoniang asked her curiously. "Your words are too profound. I don't understand them very much, but I painted them myself. I have been working with the master of the tailor's shop since I was a teenager. The master is powerful. Cutting clothes for people always depends on a pair of powerful eyes and his dexterous hands. I can't. I've cut some clothes for people, but what I think in my mind is completely different from what I cut out."

"But later, I thought of a way. I had to make a draft before boasting. No, I should make a draft before making clothes for you, so that there would be no problem that the cut clothes are not good-looking. Facts have proved that my method is effective. Later, my teacher Fu praised that the clothes I made are particularly good-looking." Bai jiaoniang joked and chatted with Mu Qingqing, An optimistic smile hung on his face.

Mu Qingqing nodded slightly, as if thinking. What I think in my heart is that Bai jiaoniang is very powerful. She should be a very talented person. She has never learned orthodox design, but she can draw lifelike strokes. She is already very powerful.

While chatting, Bai jiaoniang drew two design drawings for mu Qingqing with her accumulated experience over the years, one is fresh college style and the other is dress style.

"This one, um... Can you add the style of hook yarn in the place of off shoulder? In fact, the hem can also be made into the style of half hook yarn." Mu Qingqing appreciates the design drawing drawn by Bai jiaoniang, but she has also explored the design herself. Although it is not fashion design, she can also see a little way.

"I thought you would choose college style." Bai jiaoniang was surprised by her choice. In this age, few people can accept backless dresses, especially women, are very shy.

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled. Later in her last life, she couldn't see it, but she also touched the wedding dresses in the wedding dress shop, and then imagined the style of those wedding dresses in her mind, becoming pure and white.

"You have a good eye. I also think the suit on the right is very suitable for your temperament and can set off your skin color." Bai jiaoniang looked at the picture she drew, and then thought that according to muqingqing's modification, it just played a role in covering up her skin. The little girl was shy.

"If you don't change it, that's good. If you add the hook yarn, you will lose the aura and become tacky." Bai jiaoniang didn't write to change the dress, but began to draw another new one, which is a much more conservative long skirt with bubble sleeves and sweet style.

"You don't like the academic style. What do you think of this conservative one?" Bai jiaoniang asked more when she saw that Mu Qingqing had his own opinions on her design.

Mu Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. This set of white bubble sleeve long skirt suits her very much.

"Sister Bai, what's your real name?" she knew Bai jiaoniang's name, but she didn't know her real name.

"Your child's mouth is so sweet." Bai jiaoniang smiled and was very happy about Mu Qingqing calling her sister, so she told Mu Qingqing her real name in detail. "Bai ruowan, hypothetical ruowan, warm water."

"Bai, Ruo, Wen." a familiar name.

"Well, I have to go back to work. You have a good eye. Are you interested in inviting your sister to a cup of champion wine?" Bai jiaoniang calmly packed her tools. Seeing that the child was very pleasant, she shamelessly asked.

"Yes!" Mu Qingqing suddenly answered loudly, with a smile in his eyes. The answer startled Bai jiaoniang. "Sister, you must come and drink my champion wine."

"You child, you're surprised. Your sister's little heart is almost scared by you." Bai jiaoniang stroked her heart and looked at Mu Qingqing angrily. "That's settled. I'll come for your champion wine."

"I can't ask for it." Mu Qingqing smiled gently, and a smile came on her rosy cheeks.

Just about to send Bai jiaoniang downstairs, Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou also came down from upstairs.

"Ah, that tailor!" Su Cuiyun's voice was a little worried. It seemed that she hurried down from upstairs.

After listening to this title, Bai Jiao's smile suddenly stopped. She didn't respond to Su Cuiyun's cry, but only looked at Su Cuiyun's direction.

The sound of slippers trampling on the floor is a little loud. Mu Xiaoyou's face is black. After changing her clothes, all the places splashed with ink on her face and hair are pure black. If it weren't for her white eyes, she might really be invisible when standing at the entrance of the stairs at night.

"Tailor, are you the tailor invited by an Ren?" Su Cuiyun called Bai Jiao Niang before she went downstairs.

"Yes." Bai jiaoniang replied stiffly.

"Come on, come here and measure it for my daughter and me. We also want to make two sets of clothes." Su Cuiyun heard from Mu Xiaoyou upstairs that Mu Qingqing was going to have the champion wine, and Mu Anren also spent money to hire a tailor from the town to measure Mu Qingqing and make clothes at home. She couldn't sit still any longer. Fortunately, the tailor hasn't left Mu's house yet. Measuring the size must be fast.

"Who are you?" Bai jiaoniang didn't know Su Cuiyun's identity and didn't dare to offend her customers.

"I'm Mu Anren's wife. My surname is su." Su Cuiyun answered with a smile, but he picked up his etiquette.

"So." Bai jiaoniang's eyes looked around Su Cuiyun. She was in good shape, but her manners were not comprehensive. "Well, when Mr. Mu settled in the store, he said that Miss Mu was the only one who needed to make two sets of clothes. He didn't say that he wanted to make clothes for you and your other child."

"What's the matter? You can take our measurements now. Isn't it the same when you go back to the store?" Su Cuiyun is worried that his clothes are not unique enough. Anyway, it's time to change the season. Take this opportunity to make two sets of good-looking clothes. One can show off in muqingqing's champion wine, and the other can be worn when the season changes. What a good thing.

"You misunderstood. It's not about going back to the store. All the guests in our store need to make an appointment in advance. I took Mr. Mu's list. He paid the full amount and made an appointment for today's time. I came to measure the size." Bai jiaoniang smiled politely and had no good feelings for Su Cuiyun in her heart.

"Mom, do you have money? Give her money." Mu Xiaoyou also wants to make a beautiful suit. Su Cuiyun said that the ink on her face will disappear soon. She is also looking forward to wearing new clothes in the summer vacation.

Su Cuiyun touched the empty pocket free black skirt, looking a little embarrassed. "Well, you can ask my husband for the money. You measure the size for me and my daughter first. We're in a hurry to wear it before the champion wine."

A natural tone and domineering attitude. Bai jiaoniang sneered at the bottom of her heart, but she kept a faint smile on her face.

"Elder sister Su, it's not about money. Maybe I didn't understand. This door-to-door measurement work has to be made in advance. It doesn't mean that if you give me money now, I can measure you." Bai jiaoniang still smiled gently, but her words seemed to delay Su Cuiyun.

Big, big sister? Su Cuiyun touched her cheek, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. When she was only in her thirties, she was called eldest sister?

"Aunt tailor, you can measure it for us. You can ask my father for money. Our family doesn't have money." Mu Xiaoyou walks to Bai jiaoniang's side, drags her clothes, and even starts selling cute.

However, this cute girl's heart was beaten by a stone. How much courage it takes to turn black into a charcoal face and achieve your goal by selling cute and stimulating people. Bai jiaoniang heard it. Mu Xiaoyou thought she wanted money. At such a young age, she did things in such a realistic way. She didn't know how there was a sister with completely different personality in the female champion's family.

"Little cute, it's not about money. I'm not the owner of the tailor's shop, so I can't do it." Bai jiaoniang didn't want to ruin Mu Qingqing's business. In a soft tone, she broke off Mu Xiaoyou's black ink hand and ran downstairs with her kit.

"Ah! Tailor! What are you running for!" when Su Cuiyun reacted, Bai Jiao's mother had already run out of the door of Mu's house.

Mu Qingqing slammed the door of her room. She didn't look at Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou's boring faces.

White, Ruo, Wen.

Mu Qingqing lay on the wooden hard bed, murmuring the real name of Bai jiaoniang.

"Master, why do you keep reading this name?" Xiaoyun took off his invisibility cloak, climbed onto muqingqing's hardwood bed, and sat beside muqingqing, holding his cheeks in boredom.

"It sounds familiar to me. I always think I've heard of it." Mu Qing's eyes glittered with a strange brilliance. She promised Bai jiaoniang that eating the champion wine was a certainty.

There is a hazy drizzle outside the window. Autumn has come. There will always be bursts of sweet scented osmanthus fragrance. Xiao Yun also likes the smell of sweet scented osmanthus. In his spare time, he went to the neighboring village to pick up many fallen sweet scented osmanthus and put them in his invisibility cloak pocket to purify the air inside the invisibility cloak.

"Is it the person you met when you were a child?" Xiao Yun has been very anxious these two days. Mu Qingqing said nothing. He will go to draw Su Cuiyun's blood now. I don't know what it's for.

"I know who she is!" Mu Qingqing suddenly sat up straight from the bed, with an unspeakable shock in her eyes.