"Really?" Yin Peibai was overjoyed. With introductions from friends, family, and colleagues, there should be quite a few "It only gives fifty cents each, are you making money? Don’t lose money because you’re helping me."
"Don’t worry, as long as they can be sold, I won’t lose money. Just don’t be embarrassed."
"I don’t mind." Su Ling’s family was originally in business.
"We’ll all say a friend made them, introduce them here and there. Besides, even if we did it ourselves, they wouldn’t say anything, except for my cousin." That cousin has always looked down on their family. Now that her husband’s family doesn’t have a house, she has been saying a lot of sour words the few times she’s seen her.
"That’s fine, with you two helping me, I’m at ease. This time I made quite a few, more than one thousand pieces, for both adults and children."
Of course, Lin Wan didn’t rush to cut the fabric but instead went to a textile wholesale market again to buy a batch of white autumn long-sleeve sets; the collars and cuffs needed this type of fabric to finish.
However, this time, Lin Wan spotted a type of fabric — plain cotton, very soft to the touch, which would definitely be comfortable for pajamas.
Light green, pale cyan, dark blue, and pink.
A roll of fabric is five hundred meters, wholesale price six cents a meter, five hundred meters costs three hundred yuan.
Three hundred yuan, much more expensive than what she got from the recycling station.
Just thinking about it pained her, but painful as it was, Lin Wan still bought three batches — one pale cyan, one dark blue, and one pink.
Lin Wan Hao talked and talked until finally she was given a few dozen meters of double-layered lace trim twenty centimeters wide; realizing it wasn’t enough, Lin Wan spent another fifty yuan to get more than a hundred meters.
She spent nearly a thousand yuan all at once, and the spending made Lin Wan feel a twinge of pain, with the only worry being what to do if they didn’t sell well.
Now that it’s all bought, she has to hurry with the next steps.
Lin Wan plans to make couple pajamas — long sleeves and pants, the tops with buttons. Simple for men, with women’s slightly lowered shoulder width adorned with frilled lace to look elegant, ethereal, and sweet.
Lin Wan believes a lot of people will style, as she herself likes it.
Lin Wan spent a day at home fiddling with them, making each style, but not all in standard sizes based on her past life’s experience. Men’s sizes mostly between 180-185, women’s between 165-170. Just these two. Teenagers’ sizes nearly between 150-160.
Almost six hundred pieces can be cut out, with roughly two thousand pieces of goods on hand, which made her nervous when she thought about it, feeling a bit impulsive.
After finishing, Lin Wan tried them on herself and made some changes to parts she wasn’t satisfied with.
"Xiao Wan, come to the house for a moment," Lin Yinghui stood by the wall and called into Xiao Wan’s yard.
Xiao Wan heard faintly and ran out.
"I pushed a bicycle back for you to see if you like it."
Lin Wan quickly locked the door and ran to the front yard. "Brother, why don’t we make a gate this week so I don’t have to circle around every time."
"Alright, I’ll first get a door this Sunday and make a gate according to it."
Lin Wan nodded and then noticed the nearly new black bicycle in the yard.
"80, almost like new, and there wasn’t any problem when someone came to sell it."
"...Oh, okay, I’ll have them take a look tomorrow."
"Alright, if you don’t like it, no problem, I’ll just push it back."