Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 446: Clothes Made of Gold

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Clothes Made of Gold

"Team leader, this clothing design is very clever, and it combines machine and hand processes. Some of the patterns on it look like embroidery. If we were to use a machine to embroider, we don’t have such machines, and even if we hand-embroidered, we don’t have the skill to match it. So what we produce isn’t going to resemble it much; at least, we can’t reproduce what seems to be high-end pattern on it."

The team leader quickly took over the clothes and after studying it for a long while, he indeed found that what the designer said was correct. No wonder the garment is priced so high; such fine craftsmanship is rare. He himself makes some clothes and has seen a lot in the company, but craftsmanship like this is hard to find within their company.

Thus, they couldn’t possibly produce exactly the same piece. However, they were never intending to produce an exact copy; after all, it’s someone else’s design and they aimed to make something similar, not identical.

And soon after, many new clothes appeared in the market, not only from Fenghua Company but also many small companies who had drawn inspiration from Cafe Women’s Clothing, but just as theirs came out, Cafe Women’s Clothing released another batch of new items.

This time it was cotton clothes, which were very brightly colored but didn’t appear gaudy. Instead, they felt refreshing and could uplift one’s mood.

But what was special wasn’t just the colors of the cotton clothes; it was their styles, including solid colors, checks, and various stripes. On the first day of release, they already sold many, as many customers are regulars of Cafe Women’s Clothing. Every garment from Cafe Women’s Clothing had a lot of thought put into it—from design, manufacturing, to later ironing—each adhering to certain standards, and the quality was always very good. Many people only realized after several washes that the expensive clothing they bought felt more and more worth it over time.

Some, because Cafe Women’s Clothing was so expensive, opted to buy from other brands; they never felt the difference until they compared their clothes with those from Cafe Women’s Clothing, where issues in patterns, fabric, and the overall wearing effect surfaced.

Those who wore imitation clothes could only endure their embarrassment, whereas those in the genuine products were all smiles and stood confidently.

Hence, humans really are intriguing creatures.

People have complex thoughts, numerous ideas, and their feelings can change quickly.

Qin Xiangnuan was arranging clothes in the store when she heard the tinkling of the glass door bell—it wasn’t the electronic sounds of later days welcoming customers.

Li Yuan and Zhang Lulu quickly welcomed the guests, showing their standard full set of teeth.

"Hello, welcome to our store. Feel free to look around and try on anything you like."

A pair of women who looked like mother and daughter came over and began touching the clothes. The middle-aged woman whispered to the younger one.

"This fabric feels very thick, must be expensive, right?"

The young woman took a piece of clothing and held it against herself in the mirror.

"It really looks good," the older one nodded repeatedly, a proud smile on her face, "My Xiang Mei is beautiful, she looks good in anything."

The young girl couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips, then took another piece, hesitating for a long time, uncertain about which one to choose.

She took the clothes into the fitting room, tried both, and found she looked pretty in either.

Meanwhile, Qin Xiangnuan, sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine, looked up and saw that middle-aged woman touching here and there.

She was slightly surprised, her lips naturally raised a little, it was not much of a curve, unclear whether she was smiling or not, but overall, there scarcely seemed to be any mirth in her eyes.

Oh, Hu Li.

She too had come to Capital City. It seems Qin Xiang Mei’s good days are approaching.

The fitting room door opened again, and Qin Xiang Mei stepped out with a finely made up face, managing to convey a feeling of beauty. Her face was beautiful indeed, albeit somewhat common and her eyes not as bright as before. Such looks also owe much to the clothes and makeup she wore, not quite the ethereal beauty of her past life.

From childhood till now, she truly had always watched how much Qin Xiang Mei’s looks had changed.

Now, she understood, without the system, Qin Xiang Mei’s charm was merely a tenth of her past life’s, but still, even that tenth was enough for Song Wang to try everything to marry her.

Thinking of the dates, it seems like it’s quite soon.

"I’ll take both of these," Qin Xiang Mei handed the clothes back to Zhang Lulu with quite a bold statement.

"Alright, please wait," Zhang Lulu replied with a perfectly polite smile, after all, having spent a long time in the store she had mastered the calm composure; otherwise, had it been before, she would have jumped up excitedly upon selling a single garment.

She efficiently folded both garments and put them in paper bags—Cafe Women’s Clothing is very particular from the garments themselves to the packaging. These paper bags were specifically designed by someone Qin Xiangnuan hired. Not being an expert herself, she sought professional help and used a familiar printing house which offered a high price and naturally, a high grade.

"That will be one thousand three," Zhang Lulu pressed a few keys on the calculator and handed the clothes to Qin Xiang Mei.

"What, one thousand three?" Hu Li’s voice immediately sharpened, "What kind of clothes are these, made of gold or silver? Why are they so expensive; isn’t your shop ripping us off by overcharging like this?"

But Zhang Lu was still smiling, "Sorry, our store’s clothes have fixed prices, we do not bargain or discount."

"Let’s leave, we’re not buying," Hu Li pulled Qin Xiang Mei to leave, "What kind of place is this? It’s just ripping people off!"

Qin Xiang Mei’s face was a bit hot, feeling quite regretful about bringing Hu Li along. If not for the high prices at Cafe Women’s Clothing, she wouldn’t have come. She was going to be part of the Song Family soon, she couldn’t possibly not have a few decent clothes. Although pricey, within their circles, everyone wore Cafe Women’s Clothing, some even richer folks had their clothes custom-designed by the designers, which sure looked good and unique, but that was horrifyingly more expensive. She couldn’t afford that yet, but once she married Song Wang, getting a few custom pieces was just a matter of lifting a finger.

Zhang Lulu didn’t show too much emotion, actually, dealing with clients like Hu Li was common for them, and they had long developed methods to handle such situations.