Thankfully, the system has a higher time ratio; otherwise, it would take forever to finish this coat. She planned to make a trench coat style that reaches to the knees with a stand-up collar, simple and elegant, only decorated with a few pockets.
After the fabric was cut, it took her a long time to find a tailor’s shop. She gave the tailor some money and borrowed equipment from the shop, such as an overlock machine and a sewing machine.
"Young lady, you have good skills," the old tailor said with a smile as he watched Qin Xiangnuan skillfully operate the sewing machine.
"To be a master at such a young age."
Qin Xiangnuan continued working on the garment, feeling somewhat embarrassed. She was far from being a master; her sewing skills were just average, developed from working on a production line and could not compare with a real tailor.
Current sewing machines were the foot-operated type from the well-known Butterfly brand, which were quite popular now. The machine operated smoothly, showing that the old tailor was someone who really cared for his belongings.
Qin Xiangnuan sat there working for an entire afternoon to finish the major parts, with the rest needing to be done by hand.
She returned to the hotel, where her elder brother, Qin Xiangyang, happened to be. She didn’t do anything until Qin Xiangyang fell asleep at night, and then she entered the system to continue working on the suit, hand sewing the hem.
Such meticulous work was typically done by master tailors, as the stitches needed to be as fine as the tip of a needle, requiring consistent force to look good.
Qin Xiangnuan was quite confident about this; she could even embroider peony patterns, so this was no issue for her.
She took the trench coat very seriously, making sure every stitch was perfect. It was her first completed coat on her own, not only as a gift to someone else but mainly to test her own skills and to see to what extent she had reached.
She didn’t know how long she had been busy in the system, sitting motionlessly, only her needle moving through the fabric, until she finally sewed on the buttons and then embroidered the cuffs, adding a fashionable touch with the embroidered hems that made the coat less plain. She didn’t add anything else.
She put down the coat and stretched languidly. When she came out, it seemed to be getting light outside. She didn’t know how much time had passed, but while it felt long inside, it was much shorter outside.
Could it be, could it be that she had spent dozens of hours in the system? No wonder she was so tired. The workload of several days and nights took a lot of the exceptional endurance and willpower she developed from writing calligraphy.
She slept remarkably well that night, only waking up after ten in the morning.
"Sis, what are we going to do?" Qin Xiangyang, bored with staying in the hotel, was eager to explore the vast Capital City, but since his sister wasn’t talking, he didn’t dare to wander off.
"Brother, we are waiting for someone."
Qin Xiangnuan tidied up the room while speaking, otherwise sitting there idly would be pointless.
"I see..." Qin Xiangyang understood and lay back down, idly fidgeting with the quilt.
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Could it be that the person we’re waiting for has arrived?" Qin Xiangyang hurriedly jumped out of bed and went to open the door.
He paused when he opened the door, "Who are you looking for?"
A stranger stood there, a man they didn’t recognize. Had he knocked on the wrong door?