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Chapter 80 Mom eats!

Jin Baozhu nodded, and while instructing people to sew on the insoles, she said: "Nowadays, the sandals are all plastic sandals, and when you wear them, your feet will get stuck, and the skin of your feet will get stuck. We will definitely not worry about selling this one!"

All the women were moved.

These sandals are so beautiful and not sticky, they all want a pair.

A group of four, two people sew insoles, two people sew pigtails up, and the price is the same, two cents a penny.The insoles made by the two groups are different in design and color, one group is made of small red cotton cloth, and the other group is made of blue cloth.Make five pairs of each color, and then change the color.

There is no specific color matching, which color is bright, and which color is used as the bottom.

It was the first time for the women in the village to see such a practice. Which color of them was bright and which color was exposed.

Good guy, when it comes to Baozhu, it's all the other way around!
Not to mention, the more it is sewn, the more pleasing it is to the eye, the more beautiful it is.If it wasn't for Jin Baozhu being here, they would all have wanted to make gestures with their feet.

After the eight people were arranged, Jin Baozhu began to arrange Xinghua and Tianmei.

Teach them to cut clothes first.

Just choose blue cotton and make a short-sleeved shirt.

The old rule is to make a sample first.

Jin Baozhu made the sample clothes by herself, while Xinghua and Tianmei watched.A cardigan is no more than a vest. There are more buttons in the middle, and the craftsmanship is more complicated.

The ten people next to him glanced quietly, and became worried when they saw the blue cloth.

The color of this cloth is not good!Whether it is black or not, or blue or not, if the clothes are made, will anyone buy them?
If it was them, I would definitely not buy it.

From the sleeves, to the hem, to the opening, everything is normal.The only thing that changed was waiting for the collar.

The unpopular pure white gauze chosen by Jin Baozhu, after a few twists and turns, the shape was cut out.The two sides spread out, and a symmetrical phoenix butterfly came out.

Xinghua and Tianmei were dumbfounded.

My dear, why is the orb hand so clever?
Jin Baozhu became concentrated and had nothing else to do.It's not enough just to have the phoenix tail come out, there must be layers!
A little trouble is a little trouble, but it is worth seeing, and it saves time than embroidery!

When a sample garment was finished, all the workers were stunned.

My dear mother, this is the clothes that fairies can wear, right?
Jin Baozhu took the sample clothes and compared them with Tianmei, and she was quite satisfied. It would be even better if there was another streamer.

She counted the time to sew the streamer, and then the time to sew the bow, and decisively chose the latter.

As for the streamer, let’s talk about it when we have time!

Jin Baozhu was just about to teach Sweet Girl and Xinghua how to cut clothes, when Xinghua suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Baozhu, the collar is pretty nice, and the gauze is also pretty good, but it can be split."

Jin Baozhu smiled, I'm not afraid that you don't ask, but I'm afraid that you pretend to understand if you don't understand!

Yes, Xinghua has an idea.

"I have already thought about this problem. Now there is no hemming machine, and sewing is too time-consuming. We can only sew the two layers together, hide the joints, and split the problem. Isn't it solved? "

Well it's pretty good.

"Isn't the collar ugly?" Xinghua muttered softly.

No matter how soft it was, Jin Baozhu could still hear it.

"I have a solution, and you will know in the afternoon."

After solving the problem, Jin Baozhu immediately began to teach them how to cut.

Let them cut the simplest back piece first, and in less than 5 minutes, the two of them already have a good look.

The click of scissors and the click of the sewing machine, like a beautiful symphony, rang non-stop in the small courtyard.

Seeing that breakfast turned into an early lunch, Ling Yue couldn't help asking Bao'er to call Jin Baozhu.

"Mom eat!"

Da da sound, stop abruptly!

Jin Baozhu looked back at Jin Dabao in disbelief.

What did he call her just now?
(End of this chapter)