"What kind of clothes would you like to make? What fabric do you want to use? Are you making a coat or something to wear inside?" The young woman asked politely, her voice neither hurried nor slow, and it was very pleasant to listen to.
"Ma’am, I’d like to make a coat like this." Tang Yue took out her design sketch and then pointed to the wool fabric in her shop, saying: "Make it with this fabric."
"Oh?" The young woman looked at the design sketch and even without the finished garment, she felt it was particularly attractive.
Tang Yue was designing a coat, and she had specifically chosen plaid wool fabric.
"Young lady, this fabric is not cheap," the young woman kindly reminded, seeing that Tang Yue appeared quite young, and this fabric was the best one in her shop.
In the past, many people had taken a liking to this plaid fabric, but were scared off by the price.
The young woman had a gentle smile and didn’t show the slightest bit of disdain.
Tang Yue chuckled and just asked, "Ma’am, if I want my coat made according to my design, how much would it cost?"
"This..." the young woman requested, "Could you let me take a closer look at it? And measure your size again?"
"Sure," Tang Yue agreed readily, feeling even more favorable towards the young woman. She didn’t ignore Tang Yue because of her youth, nor did she give a random quote due to her age.
The young woman carefully measured Tang Yue’s size, then looked over the paper in detail. She took a pen, wrote and did some calculations, and after a while, she had a figure. She said, "If we make the coat as long as you’ve asked, it will cost at least thirty yuan. Of course, if you want to have it done, I can give you a one yuan discount."
When the young woman quoted the price, she was quite nervous and had already handed the paper back, ready for the possibility of Tang Yue finding the price too high.
If it were any other fabric, it might only cost ten yuan, or at most fifteen yuan to make, but this plaid fabric was particularly expensive. If it hadn’t been that her brother couldn’t sell it and left it at her place, she probably wouldn’t have been willing to stock such an expensive fabric.
It had been in stock since before the New Year, and although many people had asked about the fabric, not a single person had actually wanted it made into clothes.
Tang Yue quietly calculated in her heart and felt that the price quoted by the woman was very reasonable. She even offered Tang Yue a one yuan discount, which probably meant she’d only earn at most one yuan from making this coat.
"Alright, ma’am, please make me one," Tang Yue promptly agreed.
The hand of the young woman holding the design sketch paused, and she looked at Tang Yue in shock, thinking her ears had misheard. She asked, "You... you really want to have it made?"
"Yes, I do." Tang Yue nodded cheerfully. She pulled out fifteen yuan and handed it over, saying, "This is the deposit. I’ll come back to get it when the clothes are ready."
The fifteen yuan was placed in the young woman’s hand, and it took her a moment to react. Clutching the money, she was about to say something when a chubby little boy with a buzz cut stumbled out of the house.
"Mom, mom, mom," said the little boy, who didn’t speak very clearly, looking plump and adorable.


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