Chapter 34

The central area of Qingshan Town wasn’t very large.

Jiang Tiantian took a stroll along the crisscrossing streets and quickly got a general sense of the place.

Thinking about the few outfits left by the original owner, she realized she didn’t like any of them. So, she headed to the supply and marketing cooperative to look around.

But she left disappointed.

The clothing available at this time period really couldn’t be expected to be too stylish.

“Xiao Qi, find me a few outfits that fit this era, with good quality and style.”

“And a few pairs of decent shoes, too.”

Since she had a system, why should she settle for less?

Xiao Qi: “Aren’t you saving up gold coins to buy the hot spring pipeline?”

“You spent some last night on samples, and now you have 616,908 lefts.”

Thinking about the 4.5 million gold coins needed to build the hot spring, Jiang Tiantian felt deflated again.

“But it’s not like I can rush it. For now, getting a full outfit isn’t too much to ask, right?”

“Oh, and I borrowed a pair of shoes from Mom—I need to return her a pair.”

“Hiking shoes wouldn’t be appropriate for now, but a pair of cloth shoes should be fine.”

“Alright, pick them yourself.”

Xiao Qi waved its hand and filtered out over a dozen pairs that met her requirements.

Jiang Tiantian thought of the tea lady she had met over the past few days—graceful and refined. Her clothes were simple but always impeccably neat and well-arranged.

Her speech and manners were proper, revealing her innate sense of elegance.

Unlike Du Yulan, who, despite her decent looks, showed her shallowness the moment one interacted with her.

In the end, Jiang Tiantian chose a pair of old-fashioned high-heeled cloth shoes.

The heels were about 3cm high, with black fabric embroidered with gold thread—subtle, vintage, and elegant. They would pair beautifully with a qipao. She wondered if the tea lady would like them.

Then, she reluctantly picked out a comfortable yet plain-looking set of casual sportswear for herself, along with a pair of vintage-style sneakers.

Suitable for both exercise and daily wear.

In an instant, her gold coins dropped to less than 400,000.

Sigh. She didn’t dare spend any more.

Jiang Tiantian returned to the supply and marketing cooperative and started selecting fabrics.

If she wasn’t satisfied with the available styles, she could just design her own.

She picked out a solid bright yellow fabric and another with large floral prints.

The saleswoman was surprised by her choices. To be honest, these fabrics weren’t very popular.

One was too light and bright—easily dirtied.

The other had bold, vibrant patterns that didn’t fit current fashion trends.

Young women these days preferred delicate floral prints.

After paying, Jiang Tiantian smiled and asked the saleswoman where she could find a tailor nearby.

The saleswoman, seeing a potential customer for the local tailor, enthusiastically led her to the door and gave her detailed directions, praising the young tailor’s skills as if afraid she wouldn’t go.

Jiang Tiantian thanked her and followed the street to its end, where she saw a small storefront with a sign: Xiaofang Tailor Shop.

The shop was tiny, no more than five or six square meters.

A few ready-made garments hung on one side, a square table in the middle-held fabric and unfinished clothing, and behind it sat a young woman sewing at a sewing machine.

In the corner behind her, there was a small wooden bed.

A one-year-old child was sleeping on it.

Jiang Tiantian stood at the doorway for a moment, but the young woman remained focused on her work.

So, she spoke up, “Hello.”

The young woman looked up at the sound.

She seemed quite young, likely in her early twenties, with two braided pigtails and delicate, pretty features.

She had a fragile, soft aura, like someone who could be easily swayed by the wind.

Seeing a customer, she quickly stopped the sewing machine and stood up with a smile.

“Hello, are you here to get clothes made?”

Where did this young lady come from? She was stunning.

“Yes.”

Jiang Tiantian smiled, walked inside, and examined the ready-made clothes hanging on the side.

“You made all these?”

The young tailor’s craftsmanship wasn’t bad—the stitching was tight, and the finishing details were well done.

“Yes. What kind of clothing would you like?”

Seeing Jiang Tiantian carefully inspecting the clothes without speaking, the tailor added:

“I also have style catalogs. You can look through them to see if there’s anything you like.”

She then pulled a few books from under a pile of fabric on the table and handed them over.

Jiang Tiantian took them and realized they were fashion magazines and sketchbooks.

One of them seemed brand new, with no signs of being flipped through yet.

She raised an eyebrow—she hadn’t expected a small-town tailor to keep up with fashion trends.

Even if it wasn’t entirely useful, the ambition was commendable.

She casually flipped through the magazine.

Fashion really was cyclical, repeating every 30 years.

Many styles that were trendy now would come back in fashion after a few decades.

After skimming through, she found a few designs she liked.

Jiang Tiantian took out the fabrics she had bought and pointed to two styles.

“I want to make this yellow fabric into this style and the floral one into this, but I’d like to modify some details. Can you, do it?”

The young tailor studied the designs carefully for a while, then nodded. “I can do it. What modifications do you want?”

Hearing her confident response, Jiang Tiantian was pleased.

“Wait a moment, I’ll draw them for you.”

She grabbed a pencil from the table and a piece of paper, then leaned over the table and started sketching while referencing the magazine.

The young tailor smiled at the sight.

She walked over to the corner, took out a clean cup, poured some hot water from a kettle, and carefully placed it in front of Jiang Tiantian.

She studied the girl in front of her.

From a tailor’s perspective, this girl had a perfect figure. Her skin was fair and flawless.

She definitely didn’t seem like a local from this town or any nearby village.

Where had she come from?

Jiang Tiantian quickly outlined the modifications she wanted.

She planned to turn the bright yellow fabric into a mid-length shirt dress but with some tweaks. She changed the small collar to a wider one, raised the waistline, and added a belt.

This would make the final look more elegant and flattering.

For the floral fabric, she wanted a knee-length tea dress with a V-neck, cinched waist, A-line silhouette, and a small slit.

A touch of puffed sleeves would add a playful, feminine charm.

Just imagining herself wearing it for Cha Jiuzhang made her excited—she’d surely captivate him!

Jiang Tiantian handed the paper to the tailor. “Your name is Xiaofang, right?”

The young woman smiled and nodded.

“Great. Xiaofang, here are the modifications…”

She pointed at the sketches and compared them with the magazine to explain the details.

Xiaofang took another pencil and carefully noted everything down.

“That’s all. Do you think you can make it?”

Xiaofang studied the drawings, asked about two minor details, then pondered for a moment. She seemed to have a clear plan in her mind.

“I think it should be fine. If it doesn’t turn out as expected, I won’t charge you.”