The next day.

Early in the morning, after eight o'clock.

After breakfast, Su An came to the store leisurely on an electric bike.

Open for business.

He removed all the cheongsams he had made on the wall, leaving only the cheongsam he made yesterday.

"From the future, the cheongsams hanging on this wall are all fine products."

Only in this way can he perfectly reflect the level of his master.

There were a few pedestrians shopping outside. Some people stayed at the door of the store for a few seconds, but had no intention of coming in, and walked straight from the door of his store.

He was used to it and comforted himself, "Since there are no customers coming, then make some buttons and practice your skills first."

He washed his hands and walked to the desk.

The buttons look small, but they are complicated and complicated to make.

From design, drawing, cutting, hot strips, pan head, plug core, plastic surgery...

There are more than a dozen processes in total, linked together.

If you don’t do it well, you will lose all your money.

Depending on the difficulty of the form, it takes several hours, days, or even months.

It's no easier than making a cheongsam.

But with fancy buckle skills, he said that none of these are the problems.

He cut the 16-mm silk plain satin fabric that had been scraped into a 45° forward oblique cloth strip with a width of 1.2 cm.

Fold the cut strips against the reverse side and scrape the center line with your hands...

He hot and straightened the cloth strips, coiled them into the desired shape, led them, and pulled them firmly...

Every step is perfect.

From ordinary straight buckles to lifelike dragonfly buckles, chrysanthemum buckles, plum blossom buckles to longevity buckles symbolizing good fortune, auspicious buckles, and azure buckles, are becoming more and more exquisite and complex...

That morning, he was rippling in the world of plasters.

Can't extricate yourself.

Even lunch time is coming, I don't know.

"Xiao An, have you eaten?"

Yang Guihua, who was selling handmade jewelry next door, had just finished her takeout and threw the takeout box into the trash can outside the store. When she turned back to the store, she saw his back sitting at the desk with his head down. She thought he was playing games, so she greeted him every day.

"Aunt Yang, I've had breakfast." He was interrupted by Yang Guihua's voice, turned around and replied politely.

Yang Guihua:ヽ(._°)ノ

"It's already noon, and I still have breakfast."

"Ah... it's already noon." He was confused and quickly picked up the phone beside him to check the time.

Single!

It's past 12 o'clock.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Look at me, I'm so busy that I even forgot about lunch."

Yang Guihua shook her head, thinking that Su An, the child, was too unrespecting her body. She remembered Shen Juan and asked her to take care of Su An.

So she walked into the store and wanted to talk to him about the harm of not eating on time. She said bitterly: "Xiao An, even if you are busy, don't forget to eat..."

As soon as she walked to the desk, her eyes were attracted by the diverse and beautiful buttons on the desk.

The first reaction in her mind was... these buttons were made by Lao Su.

"Xiao An, your father's hand... has he recovered?"

She then picked up a core-integrated flower buckle, and the depth and shadow of the petals were as real as if they had just been picked.

It seems... Lao Su's skill in making buckles is not so ingenious!

"No! It's still the same." He didn't know why Yang Guihua suddenly asked about his father and said in a confused look on his face.

"Xiao An, where did you get these buckles?"

"I did all these."

How good is Su An doing buckle?

She has witnessed it.

Over the past year, Su An has made buckles.

In addition to one word, one word, one word, one word.

No progress at all.

She said with a suspicion: "What did you do?"

"Yes!" He nodded.

Xiao An.

Even if you don’t want to tell Aunt Yang about the purchase channel.

You don’t have to lie to Aunt Yang!

At this time, the look she looked at Su An, and there was a sense of speechlessness that "why did the children who grew up have become crooked when they were looking at Su An since childhood."

And Su An, who was completely unaware of it, picked up the buckle that he had just started.

Since you have missed the meal, why not finish this unfinished plate.

He folded the two buckles in half to each other to form 4 layers, and used red lines to sew the middle tightly.

The butterfly's body is perfectly presented under his skillful hands.

Then he used tweezers to clamp the tip of a hard strip obliquely and rolled it inward to the end.

It's very compact.

The red line fixes it.

The wings of a butterfly jumped into Yang Guihua's eyes.

He is placing butterfly buckles?

She blinked, unable to believe what she saw in front of her.

But the facts were in front of her and she could not believe it.

Just when she was stunned, the beautiful butterfly buckled under Su An's skillful hands were perfectly presented.

The butterfly buckle is exquisite and delicate, and it is extremely awe-inspiring.

It seemed as if the next moment was about to fly out of his hands.

At this moment, she completely believed that the buttons on the desk were all from Su An.

It seems that Xiao An has practiced a lot in secret!

Compared with Lao Su's skill level, he is better than his superiors!

She was happy for him.

"Xiao An, your skills are even better than your father!" She praised without hesitation.

"Aunt Yang, you've been awarded."

He smiled humbly.

"Oh, by the way, our ancient street is going to hold the first "Sai Shenxian" folk creative activity. Do you want to try it? With your superb buckle skills, you will definitely be no longer a problem to get the top three."

"this……"

He didn't want to participate, but then he thought that if he participated, he would at least gain fame for the Jinxiu Cheongsam Shop.

After all, the wine is so fragrant that it is afraid of the distance!

Who told him to lose all the repurchase rate of old customers?

"It's okay to go and see it, but I don't know where to sign up."

"Aunt Yang will ask you."

After saying that.

The kind-hearted Yang Guihua picked up her cell phone and called.

With her interpersonal network, she found out for him in a short while.

"Xiao An, you can sign up by scanning this QR code."

Su An nodded and did as he did.
To be continued...