"Oh?" The woman surnamed Xu looked over, sized the boy up, then turned her flowing gaze back to the girl and smiled. "Surely this isn't a newly admitted disciple."
Li Piaoqing smiled and pushed her inside. "Come on, help us pick a style. We still have things to hurry off to afterward."
"Oh? Hurry off to..." The woman leaned close to the girl's ear and murmured something with a soft laugh. Li Piaoqing slapped her.
Pei Ye had no idea what they were joking about and simply followed them with a smile. As soon as he entered, however, the dazzling array stopped him in his tracks. Red, yellow, green, blue, white, purple, cyan... Each primary color branched into numerous shades, with every variation of length, thickness, stiffness, softness, roughness, and smoothness.
There were nearly a hundred varieties, and these were only the fabrics on display.
Fortunately, the girl did not make him choose among them. The woman simply kept bringing out finished garments for him to try on, and the girl would look them over and nod or shake her head while the woman made notes on paper. Finally, after taking his measurements in detail, the two huddled over the desk with ruler and brush, murmuring together and continually revising the designs on the paper.
No longer being fussed over, Pei Ye wandered around the shop. Many finished garments were mounted on the walls, and their exceptionally meticulous workmanship was plain to see. After a few steps, he paused. A light, flowing, goose-yellow dress had caught his eye, not unlike the one the girl wore. He turned to call Li Piaoqing over to look, only to find her deep in animated discussion with the woman.
Was making clothes really that interesting?
Pei Ye walked on, only to spot a familiar