Chapter 230, Bone Fabric Shop (4,000 words chapter.)

Chapter 230, Bone Fabric Shop (4,000 words chapter.)

From the stairs on the second floor, a graceful woman walked out, about 30 to 40 years old, but well-maintained.

Her long burgundy hair was slightly curled and scattered on both sides. She was wearing a red dress that was tightly tied around her body, which further showed the woman's plumpness.

With a smile on his face, he walked down the stairs.

"The city lord of Lysis City must be in poor health." Fang Hao looked at the city lord's wife who was walking down slowly, and he had already come to a conclusion in his heart.

But it’s not right to think about it.

You can rely on potions to change your physical fitness. The city of Lysis is so big, it shouldn't be a problem to buy some potions to replenish your body.

In that case, the city lord is enjoying a lot of blessings.

"Is everyone here?" the city lord's wife asked.

His eyes scanned everyone present, and finally fell on Fang Hao in the corner.

Everyone lowered their heads, only he raised his head and looked directly at himself.

Fang Hao realized that his gaze had been noticed, and smiled awkwardly, pretending to look at the decoration in the hall.

"Madam, everyone is here." The servant on the side replied softly.

"Yes." The city lord's wife walked to the front of the hall, stepped onto the high platform lightly, and said to the people below: "Before winter comes, I will represent Lysis in the Federal Parliament. You are famous cloth merchants in the city. I hope you can If you present a satisfactory work, the selected cloth merchant will be exempted from tax in the city's shops for one year."

After the city lord's wife finished speaking, all the cloth merchants below showed eager expressions.

Whether it is producing a work that satisfies the city lord's wife, or having a one-year tax exemption in the city, it is an important matter for merchants doing business in the city.

If the wife of the city lord attends the parliament and wears her own dress, then she is implicitly advertising herself.

Within a few years, business was no problem.

It is more likely to make your store famous in other cities and expand more business.

"Okay, let's get started. You don't want to delay going back to rest until midnight." The city lord's wife said.

"Start, the first 'Wisdom Cloth'." The servant said.

A man with a big belly walked out with a smile and took out his design manuscript and the clothing samples he had prepared.

"Mrs. Rebecca, this is our latest design of the dress 'Rose Knight'. The material is..."

The man talked freely, from the raw materials to his design concept.

As well as the meaning contained in the name, this mainly red costume tells a long story.

Immediately afterwards, the second shop appeared. This was a somewhat feminine man. He walked with a slight swing of waist and hips. If it weren't for the mustache, Fang Hao would have thought he was a woman disguised as a man.

After the feminine man finished his introduction, the city lord's wife nodded unconsciously, seemingly satisfied.

Then came the third and fourth, showing upwards in turn.

"Choose a dress and have such a big battle." Fang Hao asked softly, holding his stomach.

It was like a business bidding, but just to choose a dress.

These people really have nothing to do.

"All cloth merchants prepare every year, and if they are selected, their business will double in the past few years." Tavik explained in a low voice.

Choosing a dress has become a tradition for cloth merchants.

Even if you lose the election today, you should immediately prepare for next year when you go back, so that you can regain what you lost in one fell swoop.

This has also become the focus of competition among cloth merchants. Sales volume is no longer important. Being recognized by Mrs. Rebecca has become the industry's goal.

As long as Lady Rebecca chooses it, ladies and ladies from all powerful circles will come to this shop throughout the year.

Business has doubled.

"Have you ever been selected?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

"Um, still working hard, still working hard..." Tavik said while wiping his sweat.

"This year, we risked our lives to come here, and you are the hope of the whole village."

Tavik sweated more intensively, "Try your best, try your best."

Seeing this scene, Fang Hao also knew that he was going to be cautious. After seeing the first few designs, Tavik already had no confidence in himself.

It looks like there will also be a participation award this year.

Soon, we arrived at Tavik.

He walked up with his work and his entourage, and began to show off the dress he designed for the city lord's wife.

The brown and blue color scheme, the waistband and tutu skirt are quite pretty.

But all the works are similar, just with different modifications in color, embroidery and lace.

There are no bold breakthroughs.

Until Tavik bowed and came back, the city lord's wife showed no expression and continued to watch the introduction of the next cloth merchant.

"How is it?" Fang Hao asked.

"Work hard next year." Tavik sighed.

Fang Hao thought for a while and said, "Can you draw that design?"

It refers to the design draft in the hands of the cloth merchant, which outlines the body shape of the character and the shape of the clothing on paper.

"Yes."

"Then you draw one for me, and my firm will also participate." Fang Hao said.

"You also have a business?"

"It's just been established. It's called Bone Fabric Store. Hurry, follow what I say."

The two put their heads together, and Tavik opened the tool bag and began to draw according to Fang Hao's introduction.

Time passes little by little.

On the stone platform, Mrs. Rebecca looked at the cloth merchants below, feeling a little disappointed. These were all famous cloth merchants in the city and surrounding cities, but none of them could produce works that satisfied her.

She needs to represent the city of Lysis in the parliament, which is also a time to highlight the competing interests of urban development.

Dressing seems to be just a comparison of appearance, but in fact it can best express the development status of a city.

No matter what the occasion, a person's first impression is particularly important.

But the designs these people handed over this year are no different from previous years.

Stack some precious fabrics and add a gorgeous and slightly meaningful story.

This happens every year, even though I'm used to it, I still feel a little disappointed.

Just when Rebecca wanted to choose someone who could still talk about it, she suddenly saw two people in the crowd, lowering their heads and whispering.

It was the young man who had just looked directly at him.

Now everyone is looking up at the introduction on the stage, and what is he studying with his head down?

Why does he always act opposite to others.

When the last cloth merchant finished his introduction, he left.

Everyone looked at the city lord's wife, waiting for her to choose the cloth shop chosen today.

Under everyone's gaze, the city lord's wife raised her hand and said, "Are you also a cloth merchant? Do you have any works?"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed and saw Fang Hao just raised his head.

Fang Hao coughed lightly, pinched the orchid with his fingers, and said in his voice: "Madam of the City Lord, I am a cloth merchant, and I also brought today's work."

Originally, he wanted to go up and introduce the work normally.

But he found that after the introduction of two somewhat feminine men, the city lord's wife nodded unconsciously, which made Fang Hao temporarily decide to give up his dignity and sacrifice for art.

Only then did it show this form.

"Since you are also a cloth merchant, come up and talk about it. You don't want to go back like this, do you?" Rebecca said.

"Yes, Madam of the City Lord." Fang Hao took his design manuscript and walked out while twisting his waist.

His movements were so exaggerated that everyone couldn't bear to look at him.

Only Fang Hao himself was performing more and more vigorously, his orchid fingers waving slightly.

Fang Hao climbed onto the stone platform and took out his design draft.

The design draft adopts a four-frame screen design.

Just divide a piece of paper into two halves vertically. The left side shows the overall design of the clothing, while the right side is divided into three equal grids.

The first compartment is for jewelry, necklaces and earrings, the second compartment is for belt charms, and the third compartment is for stockings and high heels.

After showing the picture to everyone, Rebecca raised her eyebrows and finally saw something different from before.

"Ahem! Clothing is never single, it's like a person's face. If you give him a good facial features, but you add a mustache, it will look weird."

"Huh!" A cold snort came from the audience.

And more people lowered their heads and snickered.

"So, I matched the whole thing, from the dress to the jewelry, even the socks and shoes, in order to bring out one-third of Mrs. Rebecca's beauty." Fang Hao said.

The clothing on the design does not have a wide floor-length skirt like others.

The design is relatively bold. The blue strapless dress has a front-to-back asymmetric design on the skirt, which highlights the women's long legs and the layered design.

Viewed from the front, it is a short skirt that only reaches the top of the thigh, allowing the entire thigh to be exposed.

At the back is an irregularly spliced ​​patterned skirt that falls directly to the ground and extends behind her.

this,…….

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone stared with wide eyes at the design displayed by the strange man on the stage.

This is no longer a question of whether it looks good or not.

You let the city lord's wife wear such a short skirt, which is shorter than the women who make a living in the tavern.

What does this mean?

"Go get that bronze mirror." Fang Hao said to the servant on the side.

The latter glanced at the city lord's wife and saw her nodding slightly, so he brought the bronze mirror in the corner over.

"Mrs. Rebecca, please stand in front of the mirror." Fang Hao said.

Liberta was actually a little tempted, after all, this was the most innovative and bold design she had ever seen.

With Fang Hao holding his throat, he stood up involuntarily and walked to the opposite side of the bronze mirror.

Fang Hao smiled slightly and put the design draft to one side so that Rebecca could see herself in the mirror and the design draft in her hand.

Comparing the introduction one by one, "The neckline adopts a tube top and off-shoulder design, which can bring out the bony collarbone and your beautiful neck line."

The design draft is placed on the waist again, "Tighten the waist here to fully show your graceful figure."

Continue to the legs, "Madam, the hem design is enough to outline your sexy curves. I have been engaged in clothing design for so many years, and I have never seen legs as beautiful as yours."

The explicit compliment made Rebecca feel a little hot all over.

How could this young man be so eloquent? He praised his whole body in front of so many people.

Taking a deep breath, Rebecca sat back in her seat and began to think in her mind.

There has really been no breakthrough in dress design in recent years. Even if they were allowed to design for two years, they would probably still come up with the same styles.

Looking around everyone, his eyes finally fell on Fang Hao, "What's your name?"

"Fang Hao, Mrs. Rebecca." Fang Hao still held his voice.

"Are you a cloth merchant too? What's the name of the store?"

"Bone Fabric Shop."

Everyone was stunned, what kind of name is this.

It's not like he's in the business of living people.

"Okay, I'll book your bone fabric store this year, but the skirt needs to be lengthened." Rebecca said.

All the cloth merchants in the audience looked a little helpless. They actually lost to a kid who suddenly jumped out.

The loser has nothing to say. The opponent's design does have some flaws, but they can be modified later, but overall, they are more innovative and bolder than them.

It doesn’t matter if I lose this time, I also learned new layout methods and bold skirt designs from the other party.

I will use it myself next year, and then these will be my own.

"Okay, Mrs. Rebecca, some details can still be negotiated by then." Fang Hao said.

Rebecca nodded slightly and said: "Okay, the people from the Bone Fabric Store will stay, and the rest of the people will go back first. Your business will still be open normally in the city, so don't worry about it."

"Yes, Mrs. Rebecca." The others saluted and exited the hall.

Even Tavik exited the hall and waved to him at the door.

Said to wait for him at the door.

In the hall, only Fang Hao, Rebecca, and a few female servants were left.

"How long has your fabric shop been in business?" Rebecca asked.

"A century-old store with an immortal legacy." Fang Hao replied softly, his voice a little uncomfortable.

"What city do you live in that you haven't heard of before?" Rebecca continued to ask, somewhat interested in the young man in front of her.

He doesn't have the compliments of a businessman, and he is unfamiliar with the rules here.

"In the north of Purul City, it was also my first time to follow Tavik cloth merchant to Lysis City." Fang Hao said truthfully.

Rebecca nodded and continued: "I am very satisfied with the design of the clothing. Do I need to contact the jeweler to make the remaining jewelry and the white stockings?"

What Fang Hao offers is a complete package, from head to toe.

The clothes can be decided, but what about the rest?

Time waits for no one.

"No, I will complete all these. As long as Mrs. Rebecca provides me with detailed physical data, I will also provide jewelry and stockings." Fang Hao directly took care of everything on himself.

This surprised Rebecca even more and she emphasized: "Are you sure you can complete these?"

"Of course, I won't make such a joke with you here."

"Okay, then come over tomorrow morning and I will hand over the data to you. I hope you won't disappoint me." Rebecca said solemnly.

Fang Hao smiled and nodded, watching Rebecca climb to the second floor.

Walk out of the city lord's mansion.

Tarvik was still waiting outside the door.

"How's it going? Are you done talking?" Tavik asked anxiously.

"It's decided. Come get the dimensions tomorrow." Fang Hao said as he walked out.

"You really did it, my God."

The two of them got on the carriage and rushed towards their residence together.

On the way, Tavik kept talking about some details in the design.

……

The next day, morning.

After lunch, Fang Hao came to the City Lord's Mansion again.

After expressing his intention, a maid took him directly to the second floor.

The maid lightly knocked on the door and said, "Madam, Mr. Fang Hao is here."

"Let him in."

"Sir, please." The maid opened the door and motioned for Fang Hao to enter.

Walking into the room, golden light shone from the window to the ground.

In the center of the room, on the gray-blue sofa, lay a naked Rebecca, with a blue blanket covering the important parts of her body.

Next to the sofa, there is a half-painted oil painting with wet paint leaning against it.

Seeing Fang Hao's eyes become a little straight, Rebecca's brows instantly furrowed.

"Ahem! Mrs. Rebecca, your schedule is very prone to wrinkles. If you want to keep your skin young, you must rest on time." Fang Hao said with his voice, twisting his waist and walked in.

Rebecca's brows stretched again, and she lay on the sofa and stretched out. (End of chapter)