1101: There Are some True Copies (3 More)
Nanluoguxiang.
A large desk was placed in the courtyard.
A tape measure and cloth lay on the table, and a pair of large, cold scissors.
"It's the scissors!"
Xia Xiaolan brought people to her. Grandma Yu didn't say whether Sun Chunsheng and her grandparents looked alike, but Grandma Yu recognized the big scissors with a cold light. Sun Yijian's nickname is based on this pair of scissors. When others make clothes, they make gestures. They have to mark the fabric with a pen and cut out the fabric along the marked outline.
Sun Yijian is different. He tailors clothes in one go. After taking the size and listening to the request, he grabs the large scissors he carries with him and starts at the fabric.
Sun Yijian is not random cutting, he is too familiar with this skill, and he doesn't need to make any marks at all. He knows how much cloth should be cut, and it will never be an inch more or less than an inch. It's not as good as Sun Yijian's way of saving fabric... dignitaries and wealthy businessmen don't need to save this amount of fabric, but someone saves money for themselves, and they are always happy. No one's money is blown by the wind. To make a piece of clothing, Sun Yijian saves more material than others, and many people who look for Sun Yijian to make clothes know in their minds!
Grandma Yu recognized the large scissors that Sun Yijian could not leave her body, which proved that Wang Lin did not find the wrong person.
Grandma Yu naturally has a way to verify whether Sun Chunsheng has inherited the skills of his ancestors.
She asked Sun Chunsheng to cut a suit for Xia Xiaolan to see.
Sun Chunsheng is in his thirties and claims to be the eldest grandson of Sun Yijian.
Naturally, the Sun family didn't live in the original place, but they didn't move too far, at least they didn't live outside the capital.
Xia Xiaolan is very strange. He is the eldest grandson of Sun Yijian and the heir of Sun's craftsmanship. When Wang Lin found him, Sun Chunsheng was working as a conductor in the cinema!
This man is also timid, not generous at all.
With his back bent all the time, he looked unmanly and didn't have any opinion yet. Wang Lin asked him to come to see President Xia, but Sun Chunsheng didn't know which President Xia was, or he just followed. This is not easy-going and talkative, it is simply going with the flow! Similar to Ying Jinchuan, the treasurer of the Buddhist Department, Xia Xiaolan felt a pain in her head. One or two, what kind of people were she looking for!
So Xia Xiaolan didn't have any hope.
Grandma Yu asked Sun Chunsheng to make clothes, Sun Chunsheng asked what to do, Grandma Yu pointed to Xia Xiaolan:
"You can make her a cheongsam. Young girls should wear it. Don't stretch it too tightly."
Xia Xiaolan's figure, with her face, is simply charming. She is still a student, so the cheongsam that shows her figure is really not suitable.
After Sun Chunsheng listened to the request, he was asked to measure the size, the width of the shoulders, the length of the arms, the circumference of the bust, hips, and waist. These were all to be measured.
When he picked up the tape measure, Sun Chunsheng still looked clumsy. Thinking that he was a conductor in a movie theater, he probably wouldn't have the chance to make clothes for people.
Maybe when Sun Chunsheng spread the cloth on the table and picked up the big scissors with cold light, his whole person was completely different!
The back is still a bit heavy, but the cut is very refreshing and decisive.
Kacha, Kacha... After Sun Chunsheng cut the fabric, Xia Xiaolan didn't see anything, and Grandma Yu didn't speak. There was a sewing machine in the yard. Sun Chunsheng touched the needle and hesitated for a while, but he still took the fabric to the sewing machine.
Xia Xiaolan noticed Sun Chunsheng's hands, which were neat and clean, with neatly manicured nails, no dirt or calluses.
The hands of ordinary lesbians are not necessarily so well maintained.
"It's the tailor's hand."
Grandma Yu explained:
"Tailors rely on their hands to eat. The better the tailors, the more they value their hands. They have been dealing with fabrics all their lives. Barbs on their nails and calluses on their hands will scratch the fabric."
A good material is silk, it is silk, not the worker's blue that the common people wear, and it is not a man-made fiber that is "really good". Naturally woven fabrics are very delicate.
Grandma Yu seemed to be looking forward to Sun Chunsheng, and Xia Xiaolan also moved a stool and waited.
Sun Chunsheng cuts clothes quickly and uses a sewing machine very neatly.
Such a person, even if he was a conductor, did not leave his ancestors' crafts behind.
After he finished sewing the clothes, he used the leftover scraps to make buttons.
A cheongsam quickly took shape, Sun Chunsheng ironed the clothes, and Grandma Yu asked Xia Xiaolan to try it.
Xia Xiaolan is also very kind.
No matter what you say, people with craftsmanship are worthy of respect, and inexplicably called Sun Chunsheng, Sun Chunsheng had a good temper and made clothes according to Grandma Yu's instructions, but Xia Xiaolan didn't even try it, it would be too much!
Mr. Xia was born from a small common man, and he was able to get along with the people.
When she got inside and changed her clothes, she immediately felt the slight difference.
This cheongsam is very comfortable to wear!
She can wear all small size clothes, but there are still differences between small and small sizes. Clothes produced by different clothing factories have different elastics in different sizes. Even if Chen Xiliang asked a designer to modify the details according to her size, she didn't feel that when she wore it, she immediately felt the difference between the cheongsam made by Sun Chunsheng.
The length of the cheongsam reaches the ankle,
The position of the split does not affect her walking, but it will not be exposed.
The skirt is a little loose, but it doesn't affect the shape. The shoulders and neck are really comfortable. She even needs to walk and raise her hand to straighten her hair. It's not tight at all.
"Master Sun's craftsmanship is very good!"
Xia Xiaolan immediately exposed her true face.
After all, she never enjoyed true "haute couture" at all.
What Sun Chunsheng made is definitely a high-end customization, better than the old tailor who made clothes for Liu Yong in Shangdu before!
Grandma Yu watched her turn twice, and nodded lightly:
"It's a true biography of Sun Yijian."
Sun Chunsheng's back was even more curved, and his face was still a bit shy: "My grandfather died early, and he couldn't teach me for two years."
He didn't seem to think that he was so arrogant at first.
Grandma Yu's tone, in line with her age and bearing, was clearly a former guest of Sun Yijian, that is, wearing clothes made by Sun Yijian himself, Sun Chunsheng was naturally very nervous.
Xia Xiaolan saw that Sun Chunsheng was about to bury his head in the crack of the ground, and hurriedly stopped him:
"Master Sun, I took the liberty to invite you this time, because I want you to make two clothes for my family. This is the primary purpose. But your craftsmanship is outstanding. Have you ever considered returning to the Sun family?"
Didn't she want to go to Pengcheng to attend Ji Ya's wedding? Sun Chunsheng made clothes for her mother, and took Sun Chunsheng to Chen Xiliang by the way.
Xia Xiaolan felt that Sun Chunsheng was very useful.
If Luna wants to develop, Chen Xiliang is always short of people, and Sun Chunsheng's skills can help.
If nothing else, doesn't Wang Mingming despise Luna, a small mainland brand, Xia Xiaolan is comfortable wearing a cheongsam made by Sun Chunsheng, so she wouldn't be more critical than a female star, right? Xia Xiaolan was stunned by Sun Chunsheng's technique.
Sun Chunsheng raised his head, "You want me to be a tailor?"
He probably didn't have any thoughts, and the thought of "Do you know how tight the job of selling movie tickets is?" was written all over his face, which made Xia Xiaolan unable to look directly at him - it was so simple, and he wanted to escape from Xia Xiaolan's hands, how could it be possible!