Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Director Ma shook his head, he didn't believe Ling Yue's words at all.

He interrupted Ling Yue and asked her: "Little comrade, can you make clothes?"

Ling Yue said: "When it comes to making clothes, although I will do it a little slower, but give me enough time and I will definitely be able to make it."

She is used to stepping on the electric sewing machine, and she really thinks it is too slow for the current sewing machine.

Even if you step on it with your feet, the operating surface is much narrower than that of the electric one, and the wider fabric can't be put down.

"In this way, the skilled female workers in our factory can make one autumn jacket a day. If you can make the skirt you mentioned in one day, then we can talk about it."

Ling Yue's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "A gentleman can never catch up with a horse!"

Factory Manager Ma nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, if you can make it, I can give you as many spare parts as you want later at the cost price."

Ling Yue said repeatedly: "Okay, then it's settled."

Immediately, she thought of something again, and said, "Director Ma, but there is one thing I have to explain to you. You know, I still have to spend time choosing fabrics, and counting the cutting time, it may not be enough for one day, at least Two days."

"Okay, I'll give you two days. After two days, you will come to me with your skirt."

When he came out of Li Zhonghua's house, Wang Zhaoyang looked at Ling Yue with a headache: "Xiaoyue, how sure are you?"

Ling Yue smiled bitterly: "I'm not sure."

She is telling the truth.

Not to mention that she doesn't even have a sewing machine now, even if she had one, she would need a cutting table to cut fabrics.

And she still doesn't know where the fabric she wants is sold, so she is really not sure.

Wang Zhaoyang stared at her with wide eyes: "You don't, you dare to bet with him if you can't do it?"

"I'm not sure, I mean, we don't even have a sewing machine now, how can I do it?"

Hearing this, Ji Zhongqiu turned around and walked towards Li Zhonghua's house: "I can't mess around with you, I have to go to Director Ma and explain this to him clearly."

"What are you in a hurry for?" Ling Yue rolled her eyes, "If I can't do it, would I say that?"

"You don't get me at all. I mean, if you can get me a sewing machine, I'm sure I can make it."

Wang Zhaoyang thought for a while: "I remember Zhaodi's home has a sewing machine, why don't you borrow it from her?"

"It's too much trouble, it's better to go directly to her home to do it."

It's okay to borrow it, after all, sewing machines were considered big items in the 80s, and few people would lend them out.

The sewing machine problem is solved, but not the fabric problem.

But fortunately, she knew that there were fabrics for sale in department stores, as long as she took the time to choose thicker ones.

As for the design and color of the fabric, it can only depend on God's will.

Back home, Ji Zhongqiu sat down by the stove and shouted to Ling Xiaohua: "Xiaohua, pour me a glass of water."

Ling Xiaohua gritted her teeth and said, "Do you want snow water? If you want it, I'll go and make you a cup."

"Yes. Remember to add some ice edges."

"You are beautiful, go and eat!" Ling Xiaohua rolled her eyes and sat down next to Ling Yue.

Ji Zhongqiu was not angry either, he turned his head and asked her, "Sister Xiaohua, what's for dinner tonight?"

Ling Xiaohua ignored him, but rested her head on Ling Yue's shoulder and stared at the fire.

Seeing that she ignored him, Ji Zhongqiu asked her again: "Sister Xiaohua, what are you thinking?"

Ling Xiaohua was annoyed by his question, and said angrily: "Are you annoying! If you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb."

Seeing the interaction between the two of them, Ling Yue found it strange.

"Can you stop being like children who pinch you as soon as you meet?"

Such a big person, how can he still act like a child.

Ji Zhongqiu shrugged: "It's not pinching, it's just a joke with her. If you don't like it, I won't make fun of her in the future."

Ling Xiaohua rolled her eyes: "Then I really thank you."

Ji Zhongqiu had dinner at Ling Yue's place before leaving, and it was dark when he left.

The snow finally stopped the next day, and the snow outside reached the calf.

Ling Yue opened the store door, looked at the white snow outside, couldn't help shivering.

It's not yet December, and there's such a thick snow. If it's the end of December, wouldn't it be colder?
The department store was still closed when she opened the door.

Ling Yue was not in a hurry, but cleaned up first. The department store didn't open until she had finished her breakfast and Wang Zhaoyang shoveled away the snow from the door.

The door opened and she walked in.

Since I made a bet with someone, I have to finish this matter no matter what.

Besides, it was just a winter skirt, and the skirt is much simpler than the trousers.

She spent a long time in the department store, and finally settled on a piece of red plaid with a black background. Although it was a bit thin for a skirt, it was more than enough for a sample.

After buying cloth, you have to buy thread, buy elastic... wait until you have bought everything she can think of, and then go to Zhaodi.

Due to the snow, Ling Yue gave them two days off, and the road was not easy today. It used to take more than 20 minutes, but today it took more than 30 minutes.

As soon as she entered the family courtyard, Huang Guixiang saw her at a glance.

She rushed out to greet her, and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this our Boss Ling? What brought you here today?"

Ling Yue said, "Hey, Miss Huang, you didn't set up a stall today?"

"It's snowing so much, why don't you stay at home and warm yourself by the fire." Huang Guixiang took her arm and asked her, "Why are you free today?"

"I'm here to ask Zhaodi to borrow a sewing machine."

"My family has it!" Huang Guixiang pulled her into the house without any excuse, "Don't bother her, what do you want to do, I will help you."

Ling Yue said, "I want to make a skirt."

Huang Guixiang thought she heard it wrong: "What did you say, skirt?"

Seeing that Ling Yue didn't seem to be joking, she frowned and said, "What do you do with skirts in winter? You can't wear them in this weather, right?"

"Who said you can't wear skirts in winter, it's just that everyone doesn't think about it in winter."

Huang Guixiang let out a long cry, pulled the person into the room and closed the door, and said, "You help me clear the table first, and I'll find you a ruler, scissors and painting powder."

Ling Yue looked at her unexpectedly: "I really didn't expect that, you have quite a complete set of tools."

Huang Guixiang said proudly: "That's right, you think I look like you, I used to make all our clothes stitch by stitch."

"I don't have time to do it now. In the future, I may buy ready-made clothes to wear."

After Huang Guixiang finished speaking, she went into the back room: "Clean up first, I have to find my things."

Ling Yue nodded, and she picked up the things on the table. After Huang Guixiang found the tools and came out, she had already wiped the table clean and put the plaid on it.

"This fabric is good, thick and comfortable, how much is it per foot?"

"It's not expensive, one yuan and three feet."

Huang Guixiang checked the things she brought over, "You have bought everything well."

Ling Yue smiled: "That's for sure, since you do it yourself, you must be well prepared."

Ling Yue's fabrics are divided into face fabrics and lining fabrics, and she also bought an elastic band that is two fingers wide.

With Huang Guixiang's help, it took the two of them a day to complete the dress.

When Ling Yue put on her upper body, Huang Guixiang's eyes lit up: "I really didn't expect that you can wear skirts in winter."

She circled around Ling Yue, tsk-tsk praised: "This upper body effect is really good, I want to make one."