Chapter 104 The True Master of Tailoring [Fifth update, please follow]

Lu Yang's hands were steady.

As expected of a former carpenter, he is not trembling at all and the lines he draws are straight.

However, the actual operation was full of difficulties. First of all, the utility knife didn't seem to be very sharp, and the painting didn't have that smooth feeling of being able to finish it in one go. This was only ten layers of cloth. If it was 20, 30, or 50 layers, I might not be able to cut through it with the utility knife in my hand.

The quality is not good.

A more professional, higher quality, sharper utility knife is needed.

Lu Yang has searched the entire Zhao County, and the one in his hand is what he thinks is the best.

Because it’s the most expensive one!

"Forget it, I'll use it first. After the New Year, I'll definitely go to Shanghai again and buy a batch of new utility knives from Shanghai."

"It's a pity that there are probably no electric shears in this era. If we could use electric shears, we could just pile up hundreds of layers of fabric and push them onto the shears."

“I wonder if this design is difficult?”

"How about finding an electrician who understands aerodynamics, and then try to modify one in the factory yourself when you have the chance?"

Lu Yang's thoughts began to diverge again.

froze in place.

Soon, Gong Pingan, Wei Shu, and his wife Yin Mingyue were alarmed and they all ran over, like curious babies, to see how Lu Yang cut the cloth.

Lu Yang perked up.

Using the not-so-sharp utility knife in my hand, I cut it once, twice, and three times. It was quite smooth because I had already marked it with chalk before. I just had to cut the small material for making clothes along the chalk marks.

But after the striping was completed, another problem arose: too much fabric was wasted, and many of the remaining scraps could not be used to make small parts. They had to be thrown away or sold as scrap to mop makers.

Lu Yang frowned.

It would be a waste if he cut it like this every time, and he felt that the cost of a piece of clothing might skyrocket.

“A good cutter should demonstrate superb skills and meticulous work attitude during the cutting process.

First of all, you must be good at observation, remember every time a garment needs to be cut, all the small materials that make it up, and keep all the details in your mind. In addition, you must have good visual judgment skills and a deep enough understanding of the characteristics of the fabric. Only then will you be able to cut the fabric accurately according to your needs and avoid unnecessary waste.

This is called precision cutting.”

Wei Shu didn't know when, but his tall figure had walked to the 3m-long chopping board.

Lu Yang looked confused.

She stretched out her slender fingers and said, "Let me introduce myself again. I'm Wei Shu, 25 years old, a junior student majoring in fashion design at Yuezhou University."

Lu Yang, with his mouth shaped like an O, said after a long while: "Are you studying fashion design?"

Wei Shu smiled confidently and said, "I don't think I've ever told you, my brother, that I studied another major, right?"

Lu Yang didn't understand, "But if you studied fashion, why haven't I heard your father mention it?"

Open your own garment factory.

What we lack most is talent in clothing.

It is not impossible to rely solely on memories of the past life, but it is definitely not possible to become bigger and stronger.

Old Wei is not kind!

Wei Shu said embarrassedly: "My dad asked me before that a friend of his was planning to open a garment factory and asked me if I was interested in returning to my hometown to work after graduating from college. If yes, he would tell his friend. If not, he would not tell anyone to avoid his friend asking him and putting him in an awkward position. I told him not to say anything." Now it made sense.

Lu Yang spread his hands and asked, "Then why, this time, Sister Wei Shu, you took the initiative to confess again?"

Wei Shu glanced at Gong Pingan out of the corner of his eye, curled his lips and said, "Didn't we make a bet before? Besides, when my dad told me, I didn't know that his friend was talking about Pingan's brother's boss. It's not too late for you to know now."

Lu Yang turned around and asked Gong Pingan: "You should also know, right? Your fiancée's sister studied fashion design in college?"

Gong Ping'an raised his head, his eyes fixed on the ceiling above his head.

Are you pretending you didn't hear it?

Lu Yang was so angry that he laughed. This guy is always like this. "Okay, I wanted to tell you that if you had told me earlier that your fiancée's sister studied fashion, I should have invited her to come to work half a month earlier. It doesn't matter if she hasn't graduated yet. She can come here for internship during winter and summer vacations. I will also pay her, and you two can spend every day together during the vacation."

Gong Pingan finally reacted. He gave up studying the ceiling and turned his eyes to look at Lu Yang: "Really?"

Lu Yang took a step back.

He moved aside the chopping board and made a gesture of invitation to Wei Shu: "Beautiful lady, I am also perfect in theory, but I am not so good in practice. Your theory is better than mine. How about you try it?"

Wei Shu took a particularly careful look at the triangle and utility knife on the chopping board, picked them up and looked at them: "Okay, then I'll try it."

Got Wei Shu's consent.

Lu Yang called Gong Ping'an and asked him to move all the small ingredients he had already cut aside. The two of them worked together to spread ten thick layers of raw material cloth on the chopping board again.

Step aside.

Next it’s Wei Shu’s performance time.

Her hands were not as steady as Lu Yang's, but she was very strategic when designing the layout of the small ingredients. She didn't have to think twice before putting the chalk in her right hand. Every time, she drew the right small ingredient in the right place...

Lu Yang only watched for ten minutes and knew that the other party was stronger than him.

Just getting started.

Already a qualified planer.

Unlike myself, I am just knowledgeable and have a basic knowledge of carpentry, so I can play the role of a cat painting a tiger here. I only have the appearance, and when I meet a real expert, I will become a joke.

Think of this.

Lu Yang smiled and said to Gong Pingan beside him: "See? This is the strength of your future wife. If you had told me earlier, I would have invited her to be the master chef. There are no outsiders here, and you two can spend every day together."

"Let's go, wife."

After Lu Yang finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

Anyway, as long as Gong Ping'an is here, Wei Shu can't run away. Not to mention after graduation from university, at least during this winter vacation, her knowledge belongs to her, and she can feel at ease leaving it to them.

Holding his wife's hand, he walked out of the factory gate.

At this time, Lu Yang saw in the distance that the sixth brother Lu Youzhi and the seventh brother Lu Youxin, followed by a few little kids, no more than twelve or thirteen years old, were walking towards this side together.

"Cousin, we found a clue. There is something going on."

From a distance, the sixth brother Lu Youzhi was already waving excitedly.

Lu Yang glanced around and saw that the villa next door was still under construction. He asked them to follow him and tell him when they got home if there was anything.

(End of this chapter)