Chapter 97
Xu Nianyun found a shop that specialized in selling fabric. At this time, many people still preferred to have clothes tailored by a seamstress, so the fabric sales were also doing well. If you wanted to have clothes made, there was a tailor available, and this shop was run by an experienced old tailor.
Making clothes now is more cost-effective than buying ready-to-wear garments since there aren't as many options in ready-to-wear and labor costs are low. Therefore, getting clothes custom-made is actually more economical.
The shop had a selection of dress styles to choose from. At this point, having a design concept for the tailor to follow was not a common practice. The tailors would observe the popular styles in the market and create sample garments for customers to choose from.
"Can you make a cheongsam?"
Xiao'e looked at several popular styles but didn't find any that caught her eye, so she decided to go with Yun Xiaolu's recommendation of a cheongsam.
"Yes, I used to work in a cheongsam shop when I was learning the craft. Unfortunately, people don't wear this kind of clothing much anymore, so I haven't made many in years." The master tailor opened the shop with a few apprentices, and he focused on making clothes while his family took care of selling fabric.
The price for making a cheongsam was double that of a regular dress. The master tailor had sample garments for fitting, and as soon as Xiao'e saw the samples, she couldn't take her eyes off them. She immediately decided to have a dress in that style made.
"Is the wedding in the spring? Then you can choose a corduroy fabric. Satin can be cold to wear." The master tailor had already instructed his apprentice to start taking Xiao'e's measurements. Seeing the joyful expression on the girl's face, he knew the deal was sealed.
The processing fee for making a cheongsam was over 300 yuan, but Zhao Yueji, seeing her daughter in the dress and feeling satisfied, didn't hesitate to pay the deposit.
The wedding dress was traditionally prepared by the bride's family, following the customs in the S province. In the past, when they didn't have the means, they didn't pay much attention to it. But now that they had the means to fulfill it, Zhao Yueji didn't want her daughter to have any regrets.
"Should we go and take a look at wedding gowns?" Yun Xiaolu already knew that there were various Western-style gowns available in photography studios in the capital, and some clothing stores seemed to have similar sample gowns.
Xiao'e shook her head. The expenses for this dress had already exceeded her estimates by a lot, and she didn't want her family to bear the burden of a wedding gown.
"This cheongsam is already great." Xiao'e was truly content. The style and quality of this dress were excellent, and she could even wear it for formal occasions in the future. That's why she chose a cheongsam instead of a wedding gown.
"Are you really not going to take a look? Once we leave this place, there won't be another shop like this," Yun Xiaolu confirmed her sister's thoughts repeatedly. Since he genuinely didn't want to go anymore and there was no coercion involved, it was mainly because she also didn't find the styles at the photography studio appealing. They seemed too exaggerated to her.
However, she had initially thought that Xiao'e would prefer a wedding gown. After all, looking at her third sister, she was someone who liked to keep up with the latest trends. But she never expected that she would choose a cheongsam and abandon the wedding gown.
"Your third sister has great taste, actually," at least that's how Xu Nianyun saw it. In his opinion, cheongsam styles were classic and timeless, unlike those Western-style gowns that changed styles almost every one or two years. Especially the domestic ones now, which were just imitation designs following the trend. Wearing those dresses would be considered a definite "black mark" in fashion history.
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