My years as a menswear boss

Jiqiu looked at the row of suits in front of her, and a word came to her mind, colorful black.

There are nearly [-] clothing stores in Paris, and the owner of each clothing store adheres to a philosophy that every piece of clothing is never sold for the second time.

This can not only interpret the craftsman spirit of tailors, but also avoid the embarrassment of nobles bumping into shirts at banquets.

Margaret slid her fingers across a row of men's suits, and finally stopped at one spot, "Please wrap this one up."

The attendant behind him graciously stepped forward to take off the tuxedo from the hanger, "Miss Goetti, your vision is incomparable in Paris. This is the latest style in our store."

"Look, this batch of fabric has been shipped from a distant country, with unique embroidery techniques on it, and the rose pattern on it can be seen under the refraction of the sun."

"Eastern kings would embroider dragon patterns on their clothes, and such fabrics were also used by nobles there."

Jiqiu took the tuxedo from the attendant's hand, and she touched it. It was embroidered with dark patterns, "Then it must be very valuable."

"Of course, good clothing should have an appropriate price." The attendant had a smug look on his face. He had worked in a clothing store for three years. He had already understood the psychology of the rich. The more expensive the more popular, the more confident he was. Full of words about the price of this dress.

"Excuse me." Jiqiu put the clothes on his hand, ready to take Margaret away.

In her previous life, she could have bought this dress without hesitation, but now she is penniless and has only seen two patients. Margaret is responsible for all the expenses, and the assets of the family are one. negative number.

"Oh, Adrian." Margaret stood where she was, but Jiqiu didn't move her. She looked at the young man with deer-like eyes, "You like this dress very much."

Jiqiu sighed, "But it's expensive, and I know it's worth the price. The most important thing is that it's not a necessity in life, we can buy cheaper ones."

"You can think of it this way. If you change this dress to a daily payment, you only need to pay five francs a day."

Margaret said softly, although she paid for it and didn't wear it herself, but thinking of this dress on the young man, it is a kind of visual enjoyment.

The corner of Jiqiu's mouth twitched, she felt that her sister would definitely be a loyal user of Huabei in future generations, "But it can't change the fact that its price is nearly [-] francs."

The attendant stood quietly aside, he had already merged with the wall behind him, "brother miser, elder sister who spends money lavishly, what a wonderful combination." '

He watched the two of them argue back and forth until the beautiful young lady smiled.

"Sir, can you help me pack it?" The smile on Margaret's face could not be blocked even by a veil, and she exuded an air of air.

"Oh, of course." The attendant immediately took the clothes, he ran into the clothing store compartment, carefully folded it and put it in a special cardboard box, and then put a leather bag on it.

Jiqiu resignedly took the bag from the attendant. For the first time in a long time, she felt the feeling of failure. The La Traviata had just evolved into the Overlord Flower.

'A woman shopping is irrational.Even the elegant Marguerite is the same. '

After leaving the clothing store, Margaret took Jiqiu to the jewelry store, and she looked at the cufflinks in the window with bright eyes.

Jiqiu looked at the string of zeros behind the price tag. She had a heart attack, and quickly stood in front of Margaret, "I'm hungry, why don't you go shopping first?"

Those suit cuff buttons are made of precious stones and diamonds. Compared with the dress just now, they are just a fraction of the clothes.

"The restaurant is still some distance away, let's go shopping first and then eat." Margaret bypassed Jiqiu and pushed away the jewelry store called Blackburn.

As soon as he entered the door, a servant in a black suit stepped forward, "Dear lady, do you have an appointment?"

'Still make an appointment? Jiqiu looked calm, in fact she was ready to leave, but Margaret shattered her thoughts again.

Margaret took out a thin piece of gold from the small bag she was carrying, with the logo of the jewelry store printed on it, "I want to customize a set of cufflinks and collar clips for my brother."

After the attendant took it, he bent down and bowed, and then led Margaret to the exclusive box, and Jiqiu followed after seeing this.

Margaret rolled up her sleeves, took off the gemstone bracelet on her wrist and handed it to the owner of the jewelry store. She waved to the young man not far away, "Adrian, come and see what you like?"

Jiqiu stepped forward and looked at the complicated design drawings above, she flipped through a few, "Can I design a set by myself?"

"Of course, there are paper and pens here, and we will customize the most perfect work according to your drawings." The owner of the clothing store replied with a smile.

Relying on the art appreciation ability and painting skills of her previous life, Jiqiu easily drew the set of accessories imagined in her mind. This is the exclusive cufflinks she designed for Dantès, "...the circle around the emerald Wrapped in silver wire, with my initials engraved on the end."

"It's really a novel design." The middle-aged boss picked up the design drawing and looked at it carefully, "Mr. Goetti, please get the finished product in two weeks."

After leaving Blackburn, Margaret said enthusiastically, "This is a jewelry store from England. Although it is very small in Paris, it is very famous in London. Many nobles prefer Blackburn's designs. .”

Jiqiu knew about this store. When she was Elvis Hyde, she was also a frequent visitor to various small shops in London, leading the trend of the whole London.

She thought of one other thing, "That bracelet."

"This was given to me by a benefactor once. I'm a bit tired of looking at it every day. It's just right to make a set of accessories for you."

Margaret said softly, she took Jiqiu's arm, "It must suit you very well."

Jiqiu never thought that one day she would have an intersection with a courtesan and become like a relative, "I will let Margaret spend her life carefree. '

She keenly felt a scorching gaze from a young and handsome man.

'A rich dude. Jiqiu took a look and analyzed the man's identity.

"Adrian?" Margaret saw the young man frowning his beautiful eyebrows, and she called softly, "What's the matter?"

"There is a man looking at you." Jiqiu stood behind Margaret calmly, shielding her from that impolite gaze.

Margaret didn't even look at the man, but just smiled and touched the young man's cheek, "I'm used to it, don't worry about them."

For the first time, she enjoyed this kind of care on a person, even if it came from a girl younger than her.

Margaret put her face lightly on Jiqiu's shoulder. The young man was playing with medicinal herbs recently, and there was a faint bitter smell on his body, which seemed to relax his mind after smelling it for a long time.

Jiqiu ignored Margaret's reassurance, but looked back at the man indifferently. It wasn't until he looked away in embarrassment that he felt a little more at ease.

Margaret bent her lips helplessly, and she walked in another direction with the young man on her arm, "There is a famous candy shop there, let's buy some and go back to eat."

"The candied fruit is the best I have eaten in Paris. I like their candied grapes very much."

"Candied fruit can neutralize the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine, and patients can eat one after drinking the medicine."

Jiqiu's attention was diverted, and she immediately thought of the snacks that Chinese medicine must accompany, how can there be no candied fruit.

Three weeks later, Jiqiu came to Christine's mansion again. She checked the woman's body with gloves on, "There is no spread, and your condition is recovering very well."

Christine pulled up her clothes, she looked at the young man's sculptural profile, "I don't know how to repay you, Mr. Goetti."

Jiqiu put down the quill, and she fanned the ink on it with her hand, "I don't need your repayment, you have already paid the corresponding consultation fee."

"Next you need to take the last course of traditional Chinese medicine to recover."

"But you saved my life. This kindness cannot be paid with money."

The flesh on Christine's face grew back, and she gradually regained the beauty she had before her illness, and her eyes became brighter.

"Then please introduce more patients to me." Jiqiu thought for a while and said, she checked Christine's tongue coating and eyes, "The diet should be light, and eat more meat and eggs to replenish physical strength."

"Don't worry, Monsieur Goetty. Jenny has only been cooking me poached chicken breasts lately, and I feel like I've almost lost my sense of taste."

Christine's tone was a little sad, and unconsciously, her demeanor took on a hint of coquettishness.

Jiqiu thought for a while, "You can ask the maid to go to the slaughterhouse to buy some pork bones to make soup in a casserole, and put these herbs and seasonings in it."

Christine watched the youth start to make a list with a pen, "Pork? Bones?"

Jiqiu looked puzzled, "As far as I know, Christians can eat pork."

"No, I'm just curious. Aren't bones generally discarded? It's the first time I know that they can be used to cook soup," Christine said.

"Yes, the bone broth contains the essence of the whole pig. It is a medicinal diet, which is very good for the recovery of the patient."

When talking about medical topics, Jiqiu talked eloquently, and she began to popularize the benefits of medicinal diet, "...the East is very particular about diet, and they all start from the perspective of the body. They have developed a lot of delicious dishes.

For example, buy a bag of rice from the market, and cook the rice in a pot with cold water. Rice soup is not only good for the body, but also good for the skin. Drinking it for a long time will make the skin fair and shiny. "

Christine raised her head and listened to the young man's words. She felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart, and her eyes were completely attracted by the young man's every move.

'It's so strange, why do I feel so satisfied just looking at Mr. Goetti? '