Chapter 39: You’ve Come to the Right Place
Listening to the words of the butcher’s wife, Yifu fidgeted with her fingers, unsure of what to do for a moment.
To put it simply, the wife’s meaning was that most of the tailors on this street were rather unscrupulous. After all, in industries that rely heavily on craftsmanship, the pricing power rests entirely with the shopkeepers.
Moreover, this was one of the most bustling commercial streets in the Empire, and just the monthly rent was not cheap. As the saying goes, the wool comes from the sheep.
If a cute and plump little lamb like Yifu went in, she might end up being devoured without a single bone left.
The shopkeeper didn’t know whether she was exaggerating to scare Yifu or if those unscrupulous merchants genuinely had such dark intentions.
In any case, Yifu’s slightly awkward and adorable appearance when scared was enough to make the shopkeeper smile crookedly.
How could there be such a beautiful and lovely white-haired lady in this world? She’s so adorable that I want to hand over my entire shop to her…
“I understand, thank you for your guidance.”
Yifu nodded. After thinking it over, she decided to go to the tailor shop that looked larger and more imposing…
It couldn’t really be called just a shop. Given their scale, if not for insider information from the commercial street, Yifu probably would have avoided it altogether.
After all, she was worried about her ten silver coins; she might end up in debt before even stepping through their door.
However, the butcher’s wife told her that the raw material prices there were quite reasonable, and the person in charge of the store was familiar with her, certainly willing to sell to Yifu at a low price.
After all, with Yifu’s looks, who wouldn’t be fascinated? If there was a discount, wouldn’t it be just a matter of “please”?
Yifu entered the store, which had three floors. The showcase on the first floor displayed many finished garments, exquisitely designed and luxurious, leaving one in awe after just one glance.
“Hello.”
The shop assistant at the counter greeted Yifu warmly as soon as she saw her.
“What are you looking for? Miss, you came at just the right time; we’ve recently introduced many new styles, many of which are perfect for a beautiful lady like you.”
“I… I’m not here to buy clothes; I’m here to buy fabric.”
Upon hearing Yifu’s words, the assistant showed a puzzled expression. You must know this was the best clothing store in the entire Imperial Capital.
Sometimes, they even took orders from the royal family.
Everyone knew that they only customized and sold ready-made garments. This was the first time in over a decade of work that the assistant had met someone wanting to buy fabric to make clothes.
“Oh, I see… please wait a moment, I’ll ask for you.”
Though the assistant didn’t understand, after seeing Yifu’s exquisite features, she couldn’t help but develop a strong fondness for her.
Being beautiful truly had its advantages, especially since Yifu was not just ordinary beauty.
The assistant jogged over to a fashionable woman with golden wavy hair, who was currently attending to a pair of elegantly dressed ladies when she was abruptly interrupted, showing a hint of displeasure.
“Miss Roland, there’s a beautiful lady with silver hair over there who wants to buy some fabric from us.”
“Fabric?”
The golden-haired woman, referred to as Roland, was slightly taken aback, then as if remembering something, directed her gaze towards the slightly awkward Yifu, who was observing the shop.
Yifu, with her obediently curious demeanor, resembled a soft little rabbit, evoking sympathy.
“It’s her! It must be her! The important guest that the Young Lady personally sent a message about last night, Miss Yifu!”
Roland’s eyes lit up immediately, then she turned to the two noblewomen beside her. She couldn’t care less about them; how could any guest the Young Lady personally considered be less important than them?
“My apologies, your Grace; I have something important to attend to. I have gathered enough information about your needs. If there is anything else, please inform our staff directly. Rest assured, I will personally deliver the dresses you desire within thirty days.”
“I must excuse myself now. Please attend to the two of you, your Graces.”
Roland, ignoring the two noblewomen, arranged her expression and approached the shy Yifu in the hall.
Before Yifu could speak, Roland bent down and performed a high-level curtsy, signifying the disparity in their status, meaning that Roland had now treated Yifu as a distinguished guest.
Yifu didn’t quite understand the etiquette and could only nod slightly, her slightly flustered expression making her even cuter.
“Hello, I am the person in charge here; you can call me Roland. Here is my business card.”
Roland, as instructed by her Young Lady, pretended not to know Yifu and respectfully handed over her business card.
Yifu received it with both hands, glancing at the exquisite card, feeling it seemed somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
“You’re here to buy fabric, right? Then you’re truly at the right place! Such a discerning customer like you is a first for us this year.”
Flattery activated!
In an instant, Yifu was surrounded by various compliments, making her feel dizzy.
Anyone would think she had returned to the Dean’s office at the Church Academy.
Oh no, I’m surrounded by sycophants.
Yifu, in a daze, had no idea what had led to this situation.
Selection, payment, all in one go. The total price of two silver coins left Yifu stunned… they even gave her many practical little tools for making clothes.
When Roland helped Yifu carry a pile of seemingly valuable fabrics out of the store, Yifu was still dazed.
However, Roland’s manner of flattery drew the attention of passersby on the commercial street.
After all, she was one of the leading tailors in the Imperial Capital, having even made dresses for Her Highness Princess Alice, receiving great praise from her.
Her fame was known throughout the Imperial Capital… except to Yifu.
“Looking forward to your next visit, Miss Yifu.”
“Ah… thank you; you’re such a good person.”
Yifu said somewhat dazedly. To be honest, she was not dazed but truly didn’t know how to cope with this lady’s enthusiasm.
After thinking for a while, to express her gratitude, she took out a bag of biscuits she made yesterday from her pocket.
Originally, she had planned to keep them for when she was hungry, but after a moment’s thought, she decided to give them to Roland in front of her.
“Here… this is for you? Thank you, I’ll accept it then.”
Roland took it with both hands, her mind filled with confusion. What did this lady mean by giving her biscuits?
Wait… biscuits?
Wasn’t that what the Young Lady had while coming over late last night?
Those small biscuits in the Young Lady’s hand, like some delicious delicacy, had her nibbling on them like a little hamster, clearly enjoying them.
For a moment, even Roland felt a little envious.
