There is a Wangfu wife at home

Chapter 355 Give Your Mother a Face (Part [-])
Li Jiaoniang was afraid that if he robbed it, the gray curly ball would be blown up again, so she reminded him, "The food is distributed according to the distribution, and you can't rob it. Today outside the city, it was the one who guarded the carriage and was not robbed, so there is a reward." , next time I will stew the chicken, the chicken legs are yours."

Unexpectedly, young Cong said, "If you eat chicken legs, you will be beaten, so you can't eat them."

Li Jiaoniang was startled, and looked at Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng was also looking at her.

Both of them looked surprised.

Li Jiaoniang secretly thought, what kind of treatment did he receive before this?Will you be beaten if you eat a chicken leg?
"Eat chicken legs here, no one will beat you." Luo Cheng stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, "Just eat it."

The boy blinked, "Really?"

"Really." Li Jiaoniang said with a smile.

"That's great." He smiled and started eating with a bowl in his hand.

He ate very politely, he didn't drop the rice, he didn't use chopsticks to randomly pick and stir the dishes in the bowl, but he ate with chopsticks bit by bit.

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After dinner, Li Jiaoniang took young Cong out to make clothes.

There are only five days left before the banquet, so I have to hurry up and order it.

When Li Jiaoniang had no money, she bought fabrics and made them herself, which saved a lot of labor.

But at this moment, in order to be in a hurry, and she is usually busy, it is better to hire someone to do it.

The ready-made clothes of medium materials that Luo Cheng wears now cost only three or four hundred cash.

Brocade ready-made clothes are a little more expensive, only seven or eight hundred yuan a set.

With her current financial resources, she can buy without blinking.

Not far from the medical hall, there is a clothing store.

She bought clothes for Luo Cheng there, and today is the second time she has come here.

A receptionist at the door saw her coming, and hurriedly greeted her inside, "Does the lady want to buy ready-made clothes or custom-made clothes? The downstairs is ready-made clothes, and the upstairs is a custom-made room. Our shopkeeper's lady's craftsmanship is the best on this street." of."

Most of the ready-made clothes on the first floor are of inferior materials and poor workmanship.

The price is also relatively cheap.

Since Cong was raised as a son, Li Jiaoniang didn't want him to suffer for his food and clothing, and besides, he was going to a banquet, and his son was poorly dressed, making him seem very incompetent.

Li Jiaoniang looked at the waiter and said, "Miss Chai is upstairs, I'll go upstairs and talk to her."

The clerk smiled and said, "Miss Chai has something to go to another place, and now it is Madam Yu who runs the shop."

Li Jiaoniang understood and changed the shopkeeper.

"Okay, I'm looking for Madam Yu, I want to make two sets of men's clothes." She pointed at Cong Boy, "Make it for him."

"My lady, please come upstairs." The man led Li Jiaoniang upstairs.

Juvenile Cong looked east and west, and then went up to the second floor.

"Mistress Yu, there are guests here." The man stood in the main hall and shouted loudly.

A rich-looking woman in her thirties came out of the ear room with a smile on her face.

The clerk introduced, "This is Mrs. Yu."

"My lady, what kind of clothes do you want to make?" Mrs. Yu smiled and said, "The materials here include Shu brocade, Hang embroidery, Suzhou embroidery, Guangdong embroidery, Hunan embroidery..., ordinary fine cotton, everything you expect to find."

Li Jiaoniang picked out a piece of fabric and compared it to Cong boy, "Just this one, the color looks good."

The sky-blue color suits the boy's face very well.

Madam Yu smiled and said, "Someone wants this piece of material, I'll pick one of the same color for you."

She glanced at Li Jiaoniang, and pulled out a piece of fabric from another place.

"This one is bigger, suitable for men's clothes. The one just now is a small piece of fabric, not enough for this boy's stature."

Li Jiaoniang nodded, "Okay."

But at this time, Cong Boy said, "Mother, this one is not good, this one is not as good as the one just now."

The smile on Madam Yu's face disappeared immediately.

She sneered and said, "Little official, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is obviously the same material, why is it not as good as just now?"

"It's just not as good as before, you're lying." Young Cong said with a cold face, angrily.

Li Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes and carefully looked at the two materials.

She doesn't have much research on fabrics, and she can't tell if two pieces of fabric have the same color and texture, good or bad.

"Cong'er, what's good and what's bad?" Li Jiaoniang asked.

Her silly son, did she find out the problem?
He knows martial arts, he can memorize the entire "Huangdi Neijing", he can play Cuju, and maybe he can do other things.

"Well, I can tell, mother, look here." He pointed to the second piece of fabric and said, "This is slanted." He pointed to the first piece of fabric and said, "This is straight."

I go!

Li Jiaoniang suddenly realized!
She doesn't know much about fabrics, and she also knows that the fabrics can't be slanted silk, otherwise the cut clothes won't have a three-dimensional effect.

When people move, their arms and legs will be out of shape when they move, not to mention how ugly it is.

But when the garment is hung there, it is a beautiful piece.

Some mediocre tailors cut the wrong material, and they will always use this inferior material to fool customers who don't know how to pay for it.

"What... what does it matter? It's just a piece of material. You kid doesn't know how to make clothes, so don't talk nonsense." When someone pointed out her deceitful behavior, Yu Niangzi immediately began to argue.

Li Jiaoniang smiled, "Madam Yu doesn't need to say anything, anyway, we don't make clothes anymore, let's go to another house to have a look."

The shopkeeper who loves to fool people thinks that it is one person to fool one person, and one person to kill one person. In fact, doing business with dishonesty like this will only make the business more and more dead.

In the end, without a single customer coming, sooner or later the business would shut down.

Li Jiaoniang pulled Cong Boy and turned around and left.

At worst, go farther in a carriage and go to another street to find a tailor shop to make clothes.

Miss Yu panicked now, and hurriedly chased after Li Jiaoniang, "My lady, don't go, let's discuss it."

The shopkeeper lady in front of her couldn't keep the shop open because of family problems, so she resold it to her at a low price.

She's only been in charge for five days.

Because of the change of shopkeeper, this tailor shop has lost many old customers. She is in a hurry to restore the business, but she doesn't want to lose another customer.

Li Jiaoniang turned her head and raised her eyebrows to look at her, "Why, Madam Yu still wants to sell me inferior fabrics as high-quality fabrics?"

Madam Yu said awkwardly, "What's the matter? I took the wrong material just now, the bigger one is cheaper, and the previous one is more expensive. Li Jiaoniang can also ask for the previous one, I just take it. "

"How much does it cost per foot for more expensive materials?" Li Jiaoniang asked.

Where did Miss Yu take it wrong?This is to find the next step.

"The more expensive ones cost fifty cents a foot, and the cheaper ones cost forty cents a foot." Madam Yu said with a smile.

Li Jiaoniang smiled in her heart, the price is the same as before.

Deliberately saying that it is expensive is to make people feel that they are taking advantage of it.

Because the previous shopkeeper set the cheapest price, which was fifty cents a foot.

But now, the most expensive one is only fifty Wen a chi.

"No, it's too expensive." Li Jiaoniang turned around and left, "The previous shopkeeper charged me forty Wen at most, why do you want fifty Wen for a foot? A suit of clothes is ten feet, plus wages, you can't ask for it." Five hundred letters? Too expensive, too expensive." Li Jiaoniang waved her hand, but turned around and left.

Madam Yu gritted her teeth, "Okay, I'll sell you forty coins."

"If they are all forty cents a foot, I will buy two colors." Li Jiaoniang said, "One color just now, and this color."

She picked out a piece of fabric, which was crescent white.

Boy Cong took the fabric and looked at it again, and said, "Mother, this one is good."

"Okay, this is the one. Two yuan of materials, plus wages, Miss Yu, can you do the math?" Li Jiaoniang squinted.

"One set needs ten feet, two sets, twenty feet, eight hundred wen, plus wages, let's count nine hundred wen." Madam Yu said in pain.

This is a fine brocade, so it was sold at such a cheap price.

Li Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Then let's put it this way, according to what Mrs. Chai did before, I will pay half of the wages first, and I will pay the rest when the clothes are ready, right?"

Listen to this talk, this is an old customer.

Madam Yu said with a sneer, "Yes... yes."

"Okay, here's fifty renminbi. When will I come to get the clothes? We have to go to a banquet in five days, so we have to finish it quickly."

"The day after tomorrow, you can get the clothes at this time." There are no one to make clothes, Madam Yu estimates the time, but in fact, it can be done the day after tomorrow.

But she was afraid of accidents, so she talked for an extra day.

"Okay, then let's talk about it like this." Li Jiaoniang gave the money and asked Mrs. Yu to write her a note.

She took the note and left the tailor shop with Cong Boy.

Li Jiaoniang glanced at the door of the shop, smiled and asked the boy Cong, "Cong'er, why do you know even fabrics, how many things do you know?"

Cong boy didn't smile, he sighed, lowered his head and said, "If you read the wrong fabric and make the wrong clothes, you will be beaten, and your butt will bleed."

Li Jiaoniang stopped laughing, "Oh? Have you ever been beaten?"

Boy Cong looked up and looked at Li Jiaoniang shaking her head with a sad expression, "No, Grandma's son was beaten before."

Li Jiaoniang's eyes flickered slightly, "Grandma's son? Is he a clothes maker?"

Cong Boy nodded, "Well, he made clothes for me, but he was beaten to death if he couldn't do it well."

(End of this chapter)