This person in front of her was really good at talking!
First, she asked how Wang Cuilan had become so young. Now, she was asking how she had become so thin!
This was the first time Jiang Ran had met someone who was so good at talking since he had transmigrated.
Wang Cuilan obviously did not expect Mrs. Qian to be so good at talking. After being stunned for a moment, he smiled and asked, "Is your daughter-in-law home?"
It was better to get straight to the point. It was quite hot to stand outside in the sun.
Upon hearing Wang Cuilan's question, Mrs. Qian nodded and said, "Yes, she's home. Why?
Do you want to make clothes too?
Come in and let's talk! "
As she spoke, Mrs. Qian led the two of them into the house.
At this time, there were brick houses in the countryside, but there were also many houses with mud walls and straw roofs.
Mrs. Qian's house had not been renovated yet. It was still a house with mud walls and straw roofs.
The house was considered sturdy, but it was not very tall. The windows were small, so the house was a little dim.
After entering the central room, they walked through a small door on the west side and arrived at the west side of the house.
Before they entered the house, Jiang Ran could already hear the sound of a sewing machine.
Upon entering, she immediately saw a sewing machine by the window. A young woman was sitting next to the sewing machine and working on it.
"This is my daughter-in-law, Xia Qiufang.
Qiufang, this is your aunt, and that is your sister-in-law. "
Xia Xiufang stopped what she was doing and looked over. She smiled and greeted, "Hello, Aunt. Hello, Sister-in-law."
Jiang Ran was speechless.
She really wanted to tell Xia Qiufang not to call her sister-in-law, but to call her sister instead!
However, Wang Cuilan was standing right beside her. She could only bear with it.
"Aunt, Sister-in-law, why are you here?" Xia Qiufang continued to ask.
Upon hearing Xia Qiufang's question, Jiang Ran did not bother about how to address them. She took a few steps forward and her gaze fell on the sewing machine.
Xia Qiufang was making a dress. Looking at the style, it was a little similar to one of Pei Shanshan's dresses, but not completely.
Seeing Jiang Ran staring at the dress, Xia Qiufang was a little embarrassed. "Sister-in-law, this dress … I thought Shanshan looked good in it, and I wanted to have the same dress, so I changed it myself and made it for someone else."
At this time, people didn't know what copyright was, and naturally, they didn't have the consciousness of plagiarism.
Jiang Ran didn't care about this.
Jiang Ran knew that at this time, many women would make their own clothes.
If she took a few more glances at someone who was wearing beautiful clothes, she wouldn't be able to make a similar dress when she went home.
To the crowd, this was a very normal thing.
Xia Qiufang really knew how to make clothes. Her craftsmanship was not bad, and she had some ingenious ideas. Such a person was very suitable for Jiang Ran's current needs.
Therefore, Jiang Ran didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "It's like this. I'm planning to open a shop in the county that specializes in custom-made clothes. However, I'm too busy to do it myself, so I'm looking for someone who knows how to make clothes. My mother said that you're good at making clothes, so I came to take a look and ask for your opinion."
Upon hearing Jiang Ran's words, Xia Qiufang was obviously a little surprised. She stared at Jiang Ran for a while before she found her voice again.
"Open … open a shop?
I … Can I do it? "
"Why not?" Jiang Ran asked in return. "Your clothes are so good, of course you can!"