Father Mavie

Chapter 23 Morgan's Tailor Shop

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Ross Avenue, inside Morgan's tailor shop, a gray-haired old man heard the bell, raised his head, and looked at the two people and one cat who walked in through the door with cloudy eyes.

"Sir and madam, welcome to Morgan's Tailor."

The middle-aged woman who was arranging the hangers at the side stepped forward quickly, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Excuse me, are you here to pick up the clothes, or order the clothes?"

"I want to order some dresses for girls."

Ma Wei took off his hat and directly explained his intentions: "Two sets for spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman looked happy, and she wanted to order 8 sets of clothes when she came to the door. This is a big customer!
Their Morgan tailor shop has always been adhering to pure hand-made customization, tailor-made according to the customer's measurements, shoulder width and sleeve length, which is very different from the format of the garments produced by those garment factories, and it is dedicated to the rich!

of course
In terms of price, it is not affordable by ordinary people.

"Please sit down, please sit down!"

The middle-aged woman led Ma Wei to the rest area, and after serving two cups of hot tea, she asked, "I don't know what your name is, sir?"

"Mavi Enders."

"Mr. Marvie, please take a look."

The middle-aged woman took out a thick hard-shell folder from nowhere, spread it out on the table, and inside were samples of various fabrics.

“We at Morgan Tailors use only the best quality fabrics, wool, alpaca, mohair, golden cotton, cotton velveteen, printed silk and more”

Glancing at the handmade pure wool coat on Ma Wei, the middle-aged woman had a rough estimate in her mind. She pointed to a section of smooth and flooded fabric and said, "I recommend this silk printed silk the most. It is imported from overseas. Touch it. It is thin and soft, and comes in a variety of colors. It is not only comfortable to wear, but also very beautiful. Whether it is attending a party or going out, it is very decent and dignified."

"Nia, what do you think?"

Mavi handed over the choice to Junia.

Junia lay on the table, looked left and right, touched them one by one, but still couldn't make up her mind: "They are all comfortable to touch, so it's hard to choose. Dad, you can choose!"

The most popular nowadays is pure wool fabric. The dense wool can not only resist the cold wind, but also prevent the erosion of rainwater.
Silk printed silk is slightly inferior in terms of practicality.

But it looks good.

"Golden cotton with wool for winter coats, wool flannel for undergarments, muslin for summer coats, and muslin for undergarments."

Under the surprised eyes of the middle-aged woman, Ma Wei talked eloquently: "As for the silk printed silk you recommend, I think since your store can produce this kind of thing, there must be more advanced brocade silk and satin, please use It's an evening dress, don't be too bright, so as not to overwhelm the guests, um, just white."

"Ah ok, I see."

The middle-aged woman felt that all the rhetoric she had prepared was useless, and the rhythm was completely disrupted. She stood up in a daze: "Then let's look at the style next."

There are sets of gorgeous clothes on the shelves. On the left side are women's skirts, and on the right side are men's formal clothes. There is a clear distinction between the two, and the characteristics are clear at a glance.

These are not for sale, they are just displayed for customers to demonstrate, and the specific ready-made garments still need to wait for a while.

Mavi looked around, checked all the styles on the shelves, and shook his head in disappointment.

"Are you not satisfied?" The middle-aged woman asked nervously.

"These styles don't quite fit my aesthetic."

The clothing of this era is too complicated in design, too gorgeous, and looks dazzling, but loses the beauty of simplicity.

The most unacceptable thing for Ma Wei is that it takes more than ten minutes or even longer to put on a complete set of daily clothes!

That's not counting the time for washing and makeup.
If I buy a few sets of these clothes for Junia, in case there is an urgent matter someday, wouldn't it be a delay?
In general, Mavi prefers modern clothing styles, which are not only convenient to wear, but also pleasing to the eye.
"Then what kind of clothes do you want?"

The white-haired old man sitting behind the sewing machine came over, holding a pipe in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "Since you are not satisfied with the style I designed, you must have a good opinion. I'm all ears."

"Father."

When the middle-aged woman saw the old man asking a question, her face changed slightly, and she wanted to persuade him to say something.

"Megan, it's none of your business here, go down."

".Yes, father."

After the middle-aged woman entered the back room, the old man took a sip of his pipe. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon.

he.
I suspect that the young boy in front of me is here to kick the gym!

"I don't dare to talk about high opinions, but I do know something about clothing." Ma Wei said with a smile: "Because my mother is engaged in the clothing design industry, and she knows a little bit of relevant knowledge under the influence of my ears and eyes."

Sure enough, he came to kick the hall!
The white-haired old man's heart sank, and he said sullenly, "I don't know what style of clothes your mother designed? In which city is it popular? What achievements have you made?"

"I'm not here to find fault, old man." Ma Wei put away his smile: "I really want to order a few sets of clothes for my daughter, but I don't like those bad street styles, so I have to find a famous tailor. Made it by hand."

The white-haired old man's face softened a little: "How can the clothing stores on the street compare with handmade tailors? The clothes they design are all for the public and lack individual characteristics. No matter how many years it takes, the handmade tailors will not disappear!"

"I quite agree with your point of view."

Ma Wei nodded: "At the same time, I also think that only top tailors can make the style I like."

"Isn't your mother a tailor? Why didn't you find her?"

"Because I'll never see her again."

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then he let out a long sigh, and the last hostility disappeared: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are common, and there is no obstacle in the world that cannot be overcome. Have you brought your mother's design? Let me have a look."

"There is no design drawing." Ma Wei spread his hands and said, "But I can draw a simple sketch for you."

"Sketches are fine too."

The white-haired old man brought Ma Wei to the work table, took out a blank roll of hard paper from the drawer, and threw half of a pencil and caliper in front of Ma Wei.

"Draw it."

Picking up the pencil, Ma Wei recalled it in his mind, and then first drew a cross to serve as a fixed point for the character's skeleton, and then outlined a knee-length dress stroke by stroke according to the memory.

The white-haired old man has been watching his movements. When the dress was halfway drawn, he frowned and didn't interrupt Ma Wei. He didn't ask Ma Wei until he finished drawing all the dresses, "Would you like to wear the dress inside?" What's your underskirt for?"

"It's not a petticoat, but a very ordinary coat."

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The old man was silent, smoking his pipe, and he spoke after a long time: "The idea is very unique, really unique, and very bold. But, is the waist of this dress too low?"

"Instead, I think that the waist mentioned to the chest is too high, not loose enough, and it is very uncomfortable to wear."

"You wear a woman's dress?"

"Fortunately. I was forced to wear it a few times. Isn't that the point?"

"Well, it's really not the point. The skirt is too low, and it's inconvenient for women to move around, and if the dress is too thin, the corset marks will stand out."

"Old man, you also wear a woman's skirt?"

"Hey, it's the past, don't mention it."

Looking at each other, Ma Wei and the white-haired old man grinned at the same time, feeling a bit like brothers and sisters.

"Let's get down to business, old man, to tell you the truth, I don't intend to let Nia wear a corset, that thing is too anti-human."

"Without a corset?"

With a raised eyebrow, the white-haired old man said in surprise: "If you don't wear a corset, won't your waist become very thick? This is the opposite of the most popular style in the fashion industry!"

"Fashion is determined by the designer, and the design of clothing is also art, and art should be boldly assumed and boldly practiced!"

Ma Wei said loudly: "Old man, you are also a person who wears a corset. You know how uncomfortable it is. Many people put it on hard. Once you get used to the corset, it will be difficult to take it off. As for the most popular style in fashion at the moment, precisely because of the corset, it hasn't been broken for many years!"

"In other words."

"The corset not only restricts women's activities, but also restricts your creative space as an artist! If there is no corset, how many novel styles should a master tailor like you design! In the future, you will be famous in history. Not impossible!"

The speed of smoking the pipe was getting faster and faster. Listening to Ma Wei's extremely deceptive remarks, the white-haired old man's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

Leave a name in history!

These four words are like a heavy hammer, hitting the old man's heart firmly. As a master tailor, he has worked in the garment industry all his life. How could he not want to go one step further and be on an equal footing with the masters in the fashion industry?

"If this plan fails, I may lose my reputation."

The blue and white smoke curled up, and the old man hesitated and said, "It's too risky. It's too risky."

"It's not risky."

Ma Wei said with a smile: "As long as you design similar clothes, old man, find a few elites in the medical field to write many papers, report the disadvantages of corsets in newspapers, and then hire a top fashion designer Wear your clothes and give high praise, and it will happen! Then you will be the brightest old star in the fashion industry!"

"hiss"

The old man looked at Ma Wei in amazement: "Who the hell are you? You are definitely not a tailor!"

"I'm just an ordinary priest of the Church of Truth." Ma Wei smiled lightly: "You don't have to worry about the issue of propaganda. Style clothes, just wait to be famous."

"There is no such thing as a pie in the sky. Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"After the matter is completed, I want 5% of the shares of your tailor shop, and I will buy clothes in your shop for free in the future." Ma Wei said: "Please don't refuse in a hurry, I can guarantee that after you become famous, you will get a lot of money." There are far more people than now, fame, wealth, everything!"

"Good boy, I think you are not here to order clothes, but to earn my money!!!"

"You could put it that way, but we're mutually beneficial, right?"

Ma Wei spat in his palm, stretched it out in front of the old man, and asked with a smile, "Deal or reject?"

". The first time I saw you, I thought you were not an ordinary person, so I'll take a gamble!"

The white-haired old man also spit into his palm, grabbed Ma Wei's palm, and said viciously:

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)