Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 90: Luan Hongying’s blood splattered in Ningguo Mansion (please read it!)
Seeing the two people coming in, several lesbians automatically ignored Wang Chengzhou and surrounded Luan Hongying.

Xu Xiaozhi is even more like a fool.

He raised his head, looked at the fairy daughter, lowered his head, held the book, and read:

"Two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, and a pair of eyebrows that seem to be happy and not happy. The sorrow of the two is born, and the disease of the whole body is spoiled. The tears are a little bit, and the breathlessness is slightly. It looks like Liu Fufeng is weak. The heart is more than Bigan, and the sickness is like Xizi wins three points."

"Oh, isn't it Sister Hongying who is written in this book?"

"I just said that if you find a suitable outfit to dress up, it will be like Fairy Jiangzhu walking out of the book."

The funny look made several people laugh.

Luan Hongying was simple-minded and already nervous, but when she was stared at by several people, she felt even more overwhelmed.

Couldn't understand what she was saying at all.

When Wang Chengzhou saw this, he quickly pulled her away by his collar and said angrily:

"Si Ya, are you looking for a beating?"

"I've read a few pages of the book, and I'm just trying to make things far-fetched here. Don't make fun of your sister Hongying!"

"Mr. Xueqin's words about Lin Daiyu, when applied to senior sister, only the first two sentences are suitable, and forget about the latter ones. If she had been born in Rongguo Mansion, there would be no such thing as the Spring Burial Flower Song, and the blood splattered in Yuanyang Tower. Where all that shit belongs.”

A completely different style of painting appeared in front of them, and several people only found it interesting and laughed again.

The sound is light and crisp.

Although Luan Hongying didn't understand, she knew that her junior brother was protecting her, so she felt at ease and her eyebrows curved up.

Cool and sweet.

Only Si Ya looked unhappy and pushed him away, pouting, "The blood is splattering on the Yuanyang Tower, it really disfigures the scenery!"

"When girls are talking, don't interrupt."

"What does an old man know?"

Muttering, Wang Chengzhou didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Instead, he looked at Yu Hua and asked:
"Shall we begin?"

"If it's too late, lighting a lamp and boiling oil will hurt your eyes."

"If you need any preparations, I'll help you."

Before she could speak, Xu Xiaozhi said first:
"Why does an old man need your help?"

"Girls' affairs have their own rules."

"You, it's better to rest."

He has a weird foreign accent, and he must have learned it from a book.

Wang Chengzhou frowned and felt dizzy.

Several lesbians were laughing so hard.

Suddenly, it makes people regret buying "Dream of Red Mansions"...

All jokes aside, Wang Chengzhou still has to do his best.

While several people were taking advantage of Luan Hongying's measurements, he ran outside and picked up several pieces of white ash.

They are all leftover from the house built by Xu Xiaozhi's family.

Save the markings for later when you cut the fabric.

A group of young people gathered together. Wang Honghe and Li Yuzhu couldn't get along, so they went to the kitchen to prepare dinner together.

I have to say that Comrade Yu Hua's hands and feet are really nimble.

Holding the cloth ruler, in a short while, Luan Hongying's shoulder width, body length, waist circumference... were measured.

Several people gathered around the fabric and thought about the ready-to-wear styles.

In fact, there is nothing to think about.

In those days, young lesbians all wore almost the same clothes.

The upper body is a plaid shirt, the sleeves are slightly short, which is convenient for working, and the hem is very long, hanging down to the waist and hips, with the unique conservatism of that era.

The lower body is made of tapered trousers with a wide crotch that narrows all the way down. When working, it is both convenient and can save fabric.

Usually there are two shoulder-length braids, and the more elegant ones are tied with two small decorative flowers, just like Xu Xiaozhi.

Looks fresh and capable.

Whether it looks good or not depends entirely on the appearance of the wearer.

To be honest, Wang Chengzhou is somewhat disdainful.

I don't know if it's because they watched "Dream of Red Mansions", but several girls surrounded the tall Luan Hongying, gesturing up and down with the cloth, and they seemed a little confused.

After all, her temperament is very unique.Seeing this, Wang Chengzhou stepped forward and coughed, "Comrade Yu Hua, how about I draw a small sample?"

Several people were stunned, stopped talking, and looked over.

Xu Xiaozhi said in surprise: "Wang Xiucai, are you serious?"

"Brother, don't be ridiculous!"

Si Ya pouted, still remembering what she just said.

Yu Hua, on the other hand, saw his serious face and asked curiously: "Comrade Wang Chengzhou, can you really draw miniatures?"

Wang Chengzhou nodded, "To be precise, I can draw the style. As for the specific values, you still need to decide."

"That would be amazing."

Yu Hua was a little excited and handed him the pen and paper directly, "Okay, come and try."

"I'm really curious. Don't we all wear the same style on weekdays?"

"What else could you do differently?"

Seeing that he was serious, Xu Xiaozhi suddenly flashed her big eyes and stopped talking.

Si Ya pressed her chin and said with a crooked mouth:

"Brother, let me remind you, we only have twelve feet of cotton, but we don't have any silk or satin."

"If you want to draw the clothes described in the book, just save it."

"Sister Yu Hua is here to help, please don't embarrass others."

Listening to the sinister tone, Wang Chengzhou couldn't help but glare at her and didn't bother to talk to her.

Instead, he picked up the pen and started drawing casually.

The beauty of the service is called "Hua", and the great etiquette is called "Xia".

Just like traditional Chinese medicine, the Chinese nation has never lacked wisdom in clothing.

When Wang Chengzhou was browsing ancient books, he saw many beautiful costumes with simple materials, smooth lines and relaxed posture.

Of course, that is definitely not from the picture book "Jin Ping Mei"!
Among the Hanfu made in the Ming Dynasty, there is a round-neck double-breasted blouse, which is simple to cut, light and breathable.

The style is completely different from what is worn nowadays.

The sleeves are slightly long, covering half of the hands, which can provide good sun protection; the hem is slightly short, and the waistline has short branches upward, which is conducive to coolness and ventilation.

The buttons are omitted from the placket and tied with silk ribbon.

The round neck is simple, just thickened and sewn at the edge to expose the entire neck.

It looks simple, natural, and elegant.

Several lesbians gathered around him, and their eyes gradually widened following his strokes.

His face was full of surprise.

Even the ignorant Luan Hongying couldn't help but feel excited.

"Can we still have clothes like this?"

Yu Hua was completely shocked. He picked up the drawing paper with both hands and looked at it for a while, "This... seems to use less material than making a shirt."

"More than simple!"

Xu Xiaozhi's pretty face turned red, and she was so excited that she was eager to try it. "Wearing clothes like this will definitely sell well in the city."

"pity……"

"Wang Xiucai, I didn't realize that in addition to medical skills, you also know this."

This girl instinctively thinks of making money.

In fact, what she said was not exaggerated at all.

Two years later, in 1980, the country introduced its first American TV series - "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic".

This triggered a craze for toad mirrors and bell-bottom pants.

Small merchants and hawkers made a fortune from this, and many garment factories also made their first pot of gold.

There is no way, it is really a hundred years of turbulence that has caused many Chinese people to lose their cultural confidence and their spiritual life is too lacking.

Who would have thought that decades later, many young people would discover the beauty of national costumes from the inheritance of their ancestors, setting off a long-lasting Hanfu craze?
That's a bit far...

The several lesbians suddenly became interested and no longer had the slightest intention of looking down upon them.

Seeing him stop, he asked anxiously: "Where's the lower body?"

(End of this chapter)