My little white flower is not right

Father Jiang's words were not on a whim. Now that Shanghai is the center of the Far East trend, new-style men and women have long abandoned traditional clothing and started to wear Western-style clothes. For a while, foreign goods became popular, and business opportunities also emerged.

Compared with western fabrics, the quality of domestic fabrics is not bad, but because the style is imitation of western clothes, it always has a sense of inferiority. Father Jiang has a sharp eye, and he can see the subtlety of Ruan Jiyun's design at a glance - the combination of Chinese and foreign , It is indeed more in line with the physical conditions of Chinese people, and there may be a market.

He thought of this, and was about to continue talking, but Jiang Peifeng answered Ruan Jiyun first: "Father, instead of just buying the design pattern, why not just make a sample and display it in the window, the effect will be more obvious at a glance."

She smiled and took Jiang's father's arm: "I see that the last time you bought a design draft from the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts, it was directly made into a sample..."

Jiang's father has always been tolerant to his children, he said with a smile, "You are the best at planning for your elder sister Ruan, so I will make a sample according to your suggestion!"

Only then was Jiang Peifeng satisfied. Over the past few years, she discovered in contact with Ruan Jiyun that she is actually a very smart girl, but because of long-term suppression by her relatives and low self-esteem for her female identity, she showed natural cowardice.

If there is something that makes her realize her own value, then maybe Ruan Jiyun can regain her confidence.And the matter of the garment shop at the moment is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

They negotiated well, but Ruan Jiyun was full of uneasiness, and she said hesitantly: "I just drew it at random...Where is it worth spending special money to make a sample, if it can't be sold, then I will Couldn't it be that I was too busy to help, and my uncle was also at a loss."

Seeing that she started to beat herself up again, Jiang Peifeng immediately encouraged her: "Why can't it be sold? Didn't the mother and daughter just ordered a set? Sister Ruan should not underestimate herself, I think this dress will be a hit!"

Her eyes were full of sincerity, Ruan Jiyun was looking at her, and she couldn't help but smile: "I'm not as good as Pei Feng you said."

"It doesn't matter what you do. After all, this is Yunniang's first design for you. Let's make a sample." Jiang's father made a final decision. "I see that Mrs. Mo and her daughter like this dress very much, which means you did a good job."

Ruan Jiyun blushed and lowered her head after being praised, while Jiang Peifeng was still adding fuel and jealousy: "When it's sold, Dad, remember to give Sister Ruan a commission."

"How can I mention these things!" Ruan Jiyun was so intimidated by her that he almost jumped up, "I don't want money... If I can help Uncle Jiang a little, I will be very satisfied."

But Father Jiang nodded cheerfully at her: "Peifeng is right, Yunniang, if it really sells well, then you will be doing me a great favor, and getting money is a must."

After the matter was settled, Father Jiang took the children and Ruan Jiyun to the International Hotel and had a sumptuous western meal.

After a period of time, Ruan Jiyun was busy with the entrance exams for girls' schools. She had already studied junior high school content at home with Jiang Peifeng.

The Jiang family has a son and a daughter who both studied in new schools since they were young. Now Jiang Zhiyu is preparing to apply for studying abroad, while Jiang Peifeng and Ruan Jiyun plan to study in church high schools first.

"The church school has French courses. If Sister Ruan is interested in fashion design, France is the fashion capital of the world. Let's all go and have a look." Jiang Peifeng planned for her, "The Fashion Institute in Paris is world-renowned."

While listening to her words, Ruan Jiyun kept writing words silently. Since she started to read and recognize characters, in the past few years, she has read the books in Jiang Peifeng's bookcase one after another, and gradually read some new insights.

Many of those books were translated from foreign countries. It turns out that in this world, women can write books and biographies to convey their thoughts; it turns out that there are many places where women not only exist for the purpose of getting married and having children, but to pursue a kind of life. Something called "Independent Will".

Regarding "independence", Ruan Jiyun is actually very ignorant. She just understands that women are not inferior to men, and those things that she originally thought were "rebellious" are actually done by people, and she didn't feel heinous because of this.

At this moment, she feels that reading is such a good thing. It allows people to stay at home and understand the changes that are taking place in this world. Places that were strange and far away seem not so far away.

If it was a few years ago, she would never believe that she not only read books, but also learned foreign languages. You must know that several of her uncle's cousins ​​also paid a lot of money to go to school. She vaguely remembers that their recognition speed is I haven't come so fast by myself!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help smiling.

And what she didn't expect was that the dress designed by her was quickly becoming popular among middle school girls in Shanghai.

Mo Ruyin took a few classmates and stepped into Jiang's clothing store. The millet mole on the corner of her mouth was reflected by a smile, which made her look a little girlish. The clerk came forward to say hello. Said: "We want to see the Fenghua skirt."

Fenghua skirt was the name of the dress designed by Ruan Jiyun. This name came to her suddenly when Father Jiang asked about it.

The wind that is in full bloom is also the wind of Jiang Peifeng.A youthful and budding dress deserves such a good name to match it.

The girls had long been optimistic about the color of the fabric they wanted, and now seeing the buddy bring out the sample clothes, they couldn't hold back their eagerness to try.The neckline design of this skirt is just enough to cover up the girl's underdeveloped figure, and the waist is tightened, which just highlights the slender waist curve, which is more subtle than those foreign skirts.

With this fashionable skirt, Mo Ruyin stole the limelight among her classmates, and the little girl didn't hide her secrets, so she generously shared the purchase address with her good girlfriends.

Naturally, girlfriends also have their own sisters and relatives, who spread the word to ten, ten to hundreds, and soon many curious female customers stepped into the door of Jiang's clothing.

It was June at this time, and many schools imitated Western customs to hold graduation proms. The reputation of Fenghua skirts followed each prom, attracting many girls who were tight on wallets and wanted to buy a foreign dress.

Jiang's father also didn't expect the popularity of this dress to be so high. When he finished the accounts at the end of the month, he looked at the order quantity on the account book which was obviously higher than before, and stroked his beard and smiled slightly.

His younger brother Ruan, who passed away early, was a good business man, but it was a pity that the relatives in the family were too burdensome and forced to ruin the family business. Now Ruan Jiyun has inherited his father's talent and gradually showed his ability.

When he came home that day, he took the initiative to hand over a bag of Yinyang to Ruan Jiyun: "Just this month alone, you ordered a total of seventy pieces of that Fenghua dress, and according to the percentage of the commission, you should get 35 yuan, and I will make up another one." Lottery, I will give you a total of 40 yuan."

This number was far beyond Ruan Jiyun's expectations. She stood up from her chair in a panic: "I just drew it casually! I can't take so many..."

She declined sincerely, and Jiang's father was not in a hurry to force her, but leniently waved his hand to signal her to sit down: "I knew you wanted to say this... Yunniang, I am a businessman. , you did help the store, so you deserve the money."

He personally pushed the paper bag towards Ruan Jiyun: "The most valuable thing in this world is often an idea. Since your father entrusted you to me, then I will entrust you to make decisions for you."

Speaking of which, Ruan Jiyun has always been in awe of Father Jiang.Although he also grew up in an old-fashioned family, he has the aggressiveness that is rare for a family member, and he has grown his business in more than ten years.Ruan Jiyun is very grateful for his respectful attitude towards such insignificant things as himself.

Thinking of this, she made up her mind and said, "Then I would like to thank Uncle Jiang for his kindness, but I can't accept the money... Don't worry, I was confused for the first 16 years of my life, until I studied with Pei Feng Books, I have a little insight that I have never seen before. I am not afraid that you will laugh at me, uncle, this money... I want to ask you to hire a teacher for me, I want to learn painting."

"What's so difficult about it!" Father Jiang praised even more, "If you are self-motivated, I will naturally help you. Leave the teacher's work to me, and as for the money, you can take it as it is - the materials you need to buy for learning painting are not cheap. "

Ruan Jiyun declined repeatedly, but finally accepted the money.Jiang's father never agreed that his own children's education funds should be paid out of their own pockets. Within a few days, he personally helped Ruan Jiyun find a French teacher. It is said that he was a lady from a down-and-out noble family, and he came to teach painting classes every week.

The brothers and sisters of the Jiang family bought gifts as a celebration, Jiang Zhiyu bought a set of imported paints and brushes, and Jiang Peifeng prepared drawing paper for an easel, which was specially made according to Ruan Jiyun's height, and the corners were carefully engraved with patterns of clouds , It took a lot of thought to see it.

Ruan Jiyun remembered all these thoughtful thoughts in her heart, because the painting materials were all covered by the Jiang family brothers and sisters, so the money was naturally not spent, she thought over and over again, and finally came up with a good idea.

The seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the birthdays of the Jiang brothers and sisters. The two brothers and sisters are four years apart, but they happen to be born on the same day.Because it was a small birthday, I didn't celebrate it much.Jiang's father came forward to book a table at Xinghualou, and only waited for the family to have a reunion dinner after school in the evening.

Ruan Jiyun and Jiang Peifeng have surprisingly similar tastes, especially sweets.Xinghualou's sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and lotus seed cakes are famous in Shanghai, and these exquisite desserts are naturally indispensable during the banquet.

Compared with a few years ago, Ruan Jiyun has made great progress.Since entering a missionary school, I have come into contact with many girls of the same age as me. Most of these girls come from families with an open and equal atmosphere, and they speak confidently.As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, and Ruan Jiyun gradually got rid of the shyness and inferiority after being with peers for a long time, and became cheerful.

Jiang Peifeng habitually made a bean curd roll for her. Although Ruan Jiyun was one year older than him, Jiang Peifeng still felt in his soul that the little white flower needed to be cared for, and this feeding behavior naturally remained.

Ruan Jiyun ate deliciously with puffed cheeks, and when it was time for tea, he took out the paper box that had been prepared from behind him.

"Some time ago, Uncle Jiang sent me commission money..." She lowered her eyelashes, "After thinking about it, I borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and prepared gifts to celebrate the birthdays of Peifeng and Brother Jiang."

As she spoke, she handed the gift to the two of them. What Jiang Peifeng received was a huge gift box, which filled the room with brilliance when it was opened. It turned out to be a sky blue satin dress.

"This is the Fenghua dress I designed..." Ruan Jiyun couldn't help but blush as soon as she spoke, "I asked the master in the shop to choose the most expensive material, and inlaid these buttons with South Sea pearls. …”

The dress is exquisite in workmanship, and the neckline and skirt are decorated with rich lace. The most eye-catching thing is the row of buttons inlaid with golden South Sea pearls. The pearls are full of luster, and each one is carefully selected. Fei.

Jiang Peifeng was used to seeing good things since he was a child, so he couldn't help touching the dress at this moment: "The pearls are not cheap... Sister Ruan, I'm afraid you spent all your money on this dress?"