Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 372 Unacquainted

Lao Feng remembers that the last time he took an elevator, he hadn’t caught up with the city’s large-scale development period. The elevators at that time were far less advanced and quiet than they are now.

The 27th floor is not a short distance away.

There was still some time, and Lao Feng looked at the steel plates inside the elevator.There's enough smoothness here that a figure can be blurred out.

Although he had tidied up his appearance over and over again when he went out, Lao Feng couldn't help it at this time, looking at the blurry figure, arranging his bow tie, and trying to see clearly, his hair Have some messed up.

He had never been so nervous.

When there was a ding sound from the elevator, Lao Feng took a deep breath, put on a mask that can be bought in an ordinary pharmacy, and then helped himself to the newly bought glasses, and walked to the door of a family , pressed the doorbell.

He seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, very clearly.His fist also clenched and then relaxed, and he continued to clenched, unknowingly getting a little wet.

This little wait was like time being infinitely slowed down—until the moment when the door was finally opened.

"Ah, Master Zhou, you are here, really on time!" Zhou Zihao opened the door and looked at the old master, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Old Feng made his voice a little hoarse and said, "I have a little cold. But it's not a problem."

"Zihao, is that master here?" Tao Xiaman also appeared behind Zhou Zihao, the girl looked at the old master in front of her with a smile, and tilted her head slightly, with an indescribable feeling .

"Don't stand still, come in first." Zhou Zihao said directly at this time.

Tao Xiaman nodded, "Is Master Zhou right? You sit down first, and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"No, no need." Old Feng said softly, "I have a sore throat, try to drink as little as possible today... I'll leave after taking the measurements."

Tao Xiaman didn't care either, and just welcomed people in with a smile.Zhou Zihao pushed her from behind and said as he walked, "I, it was very hard for me to find this master, so don't make things difficult for him."

Tao Xia rolled her eyes at her fiancé.

She looked back at the old master, and found that he was staring at her, but when his eyes met, he immediately moved away and began to organize the leather suitcase in his hand.

"I haven't seen these old-fashioned things for a long time." Tao Xiaman seemed to be drawn into the memory, a little dazed.

"That's right, it's very tasty." Zhou Zihao smiled and said, "You don't know, there are more in this master's house, and I feel like I don't want to leave when I stay here. It's old-fashioned. "

"Really? I'd like to go and see it if I have the chance." Tao Xiaman said with a smile.

At this time, Lao Feng coughed a few times, holding a measuring ruler in his hand, walked over with his head down and said, "Let's start measuring. Turn around, I'll measure your height first."

Tao Xiaman also turned around.

Lao Feng slowly squatted down and put down one end of the ruler.He seemed extremely attentive, pinching the scale on the ruler inch by inch with his fingers, looking at its numbers at a glance.

Slowly write down the numbers one by one with special effort.

"Open your hands and measure your sleeve length now."

Tao Xiaman also opened his hands, but looked at his fiancé with a smile and said: "You know? This kind of tailor-made feeling is really great...By the way, Master Zhou, can you make it in time? One piece The handmade phoenix gown skirt took a lot of time, didn't it?"

"We will catch up, don't worry."

"Thank you for your hard work." Tao Xiaman said with a little gratitude... She is well aware of the time it takes to make a handmade phoenix gown skirt.

Although as a businessman, when faced with such questions from customers, he will definitely give such an answer.But for some reason, Tao Xiaman had a feeling that what the old master said was more like a declaration than a promise.

It's weird...but it feels like I've had it before.

Soon.

"The measurement is finished. I will get out the finished product as soon as possible, and then bring it to you to try it on and make some modifications." Lao Feng turned around silently, and said softly while arranging his tools.

Looking at the back, Tao Xiaman subconsciously said, "Master Zhou...have I seen you somewhere?"

Lao Feng's hand stiffened all of a sudden, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Whether this place is big or small, I can't tell if I've touched it before."

"That's right." Tao Xiaman smiled, feeling that she had asked a boring question.

But she couldn't hold back, and asked herself another question... subconsciously, almost out of her mouth: "Master Zhou, how many years have you been a tailor?"

"It's been decades."

"You...do you know a tailor? He seems to be a tailor who also makes cheongsams for people. His surname is Feng." Tao Xiaman paused, "I said, it happened a long time ago."

"I don't know." Old Feng didn't look back: "Since you have an old tailor you know, why do you want me?"

Tao Xiaman quickly waved his hands and said: "Master, you misunderstood. I don't have any opinions on you, I just ask for help... I really like those manuscripts you drew, really! Really! Besides, I miss that Feng The master probably hasn't been a tailor for a long time."

"I will prepare the sample as soon as possible, and I will notify you in advance if there is any news."

Lao Feng packed his toolbox, and without looking back, he just opened his mouth and left step by step, without seeing him off.

The way of going is as long as the way of coming.

……

"What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing Xia Man alone on the balcony looking at the city, Zhou Zihao gently hugged her from behind.

"It's nothing, think about something." Tao Xiaman said softly.

"Still thinking about what happened to Master last week?"

"It's a bit... I don't know if the finished product he made is good."

"Could it be that, as the designer said before, girls who are approaching marriage are more neurotic?" Zhou Zihao leaned on Tao Xiaman's shoulder and asked, "I see that you have been a little absent-minded these days."

"You're the neurotic." Tao Xiaman shook his head, and suddenly said, "Zihao...if I keep something from you, what will you do?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Zihao thought for a while and said, "Is there anything else you are hiding from me? Since we met, you have confessed that you were adopted by Uncle Tao."

"But you don't know what happened before I was adopted, do you?"

"I'm not interested in knowing." Zhou Zihao gave this answer: "Or, until you are willing to share with me, I'm not interested in knowing. Because..."

He turned Tao Xiaman around, and said softly, "I know that standing in front of me is my favorite Xia Man, so it's fine."

"Sweet talk." Tao Xiaman shook his head, but lowered his head, leaning on the other person's chest, and said softly, "Give me some time..."

……

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"Well, this old man's craftsmanship is really good."

The maid was looking through the clothes hanging on the hangers, the sets of clothes that had been dusty for a long time... It was in this old house.

Of course, the owner of the old house itself had already left the house early.

Luo Qiu is very aware of You Ye's temperament... In fact, she is very picky about food.In her long life, she has probably seen too many beautiful things, and the things that can be seen naturally become less and less with the years.

"Then see through it." Boss Luo said suddenly.

The maid turned around and looked at her master puzzled,
Luo Qiu smiled and said: "The old man didn't come back so soon, he just put on some clothes, there is no problem."

You Ye picked out a plain white square-breasted cheongsam, and opened the simple curtain here for guests to change clothes.

Luo Qiu started to flip through the things here, those clothes, those old manuscripts, the scissors here, the sewing machine here... There are shallow scratches on the corners of the wall.

The owner of the club slowly closed his eyes.

He could hear the laughter and laughter that once sounded here.He finally came to the edge of the wall, looking at the pictures on the wall.

It is probably Lao Feng's habit. Whenever he finished a customer's clothes, he would always let the customer put on new clothes, leave a silhouette, and paste them here.

The photo has been yellowed for a long time, but it has been wiped again... In fact, it looks very clean when it comes in here.

Looking at it, Luo Qiu stretched out his hand and gently removed a photo pasted on the wall.

At the same time, he heard the sound of the curtain being pulled, and he knew that You Ye was already behind him...it must be very beautiful, right?
It's just that Boss Luo didn't look back. He just looked at the photo in his hand and smiled softly.

"Master, this is?" The maid took a look, and she found that the woman in the photo had a very pretty smile.

She is a gentle woman.

"My mother."

Luo Qiu whispered: "She has been here before. These are the clothes she wore when she married my father. There is a photo of them in my old house... It turns out that she was married here too. Clothes."

(End of this chapter)