The family had finished breakfast, and Telford had just arranged tea.
Erniang casually mentioned: "Hao, I made an appointment with a tailor to make clothes. I heard that he is from Peking. He used to make clothes for big families and his skills are very good. Do you want to make one too?"
"I don't have a lot of clothes, so forget it."
The second mother's face was serious: "We used to be ordinary people, but now we can be the same. You can't be looked down upon when you go out. I asked little A'bao to put away all the clothes before and make you some good clothes."
Erniang said nothing. Not many people in Shanghai knew Ye Haoran's name. No ordinary person knew Ye Haoran's name.
Even those who are very powerful in the eyes of the public, such as the weekly meeting of the General Chamber of Commerce and Chairman Li of the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce.
When these people saw Ye Haoran, they had to step back to make way for Ye Haoran who was passing by.
Now it's just that Ye Haoran deliberately keeps things low, otherwise half of the current Shanghai is decided by Ye Haoran.
Of course, Li Zhongfei played a key role.
It's not that Ye Haoran doesn't want to explode, it's that the current situation is too confusing, and it's easy to get out of trouble if you start too early. The most important thing is that he and Li Zhongfei are still on their honeymoon and try to avoid trouble as much as possible.
Although Songlu Guards made Li Zhong surrender to others, his salary would be greatly reduced. With the money given by Ye Haoran, he could eat well and drink well, and the weapons and equipment were also sophisticated enough.
If Li Zhongfei defected to another country, the first thing he would do was to give everyone a share of the weapons in Li Zhongfei's hands.
As long as Li Zhongfei didn't, he wouldn't do such a thing.
Moreover, the relationship between Ye Haoran and Li Zhongfei is not a superior one, but a close cooperative relationship. There is no one who orders whom.
But whoever dares to bully Ye Hao is targeting Li Zhongfei, there is no doubt about this.
No matter what, Li Zhongfei will fight to keep Ye Hao. As long as Ye Haoran doesn't, Li Zhongfei will have an endless supply of money, people, and guns.
Therefore, in Ye Haoran's current situation, he really can no longer wear something so ordinary.
"Okay, where should I find him?"
Er Niang took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ye Haoran: "Here, just go and find Boss Yu."
"Boss Yu?"
Ye Haoran's lips curved up into a smile, what a coincidence.
This may be an inexplicable fate.
After eating, Ye Haoran took little Abao to take photos. The two took many photos together, which were regarded as their wedding photos.
The two went to the land given by Er Niang to find a tailor.
"Haoran, this is it."
Ye Haoran looked at the signboard above his head, 'Yu's Ready-to-Wear'.
",go in."
It was a small street door, with not much inside, but there were quite a few clothes.
"Boss! Is the boss here?"
Little Abao didn't see it and shouted a few times into the back room.
"Come on, come on! You two want to make clothes?"
The boss is not very tall, with slightly slumped shoulders and a slight hunchback, which may be related to his profession. The Master Yu he met before also looked like this.
"Your surname is Yu? Make some clothes for my man."
Little Abao gave instructions to Boss Yu as if she was the one who made the decision.
"Guests please come in."
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Boss Yu took Ye Haoran to a job, and then began to measure Ye Haoran.
I read it very carefully, and asked a lot about Ye Haoran's preferences, and wrote them down in detail with pen and paper.
There is also a pattern, which will be placed on Ye Haoran's body, and then the angle or size to be improved will be marked.
He is indeed much more professional than other garment masters.
"Mr. Yu, from now on I will go to Ye's Manor once a month. No one in the family will get 5 sets of clothes every month. Can you be busy?"
Boss Yu looked at the paper in his hand that recorded Ye Haoran's dimensions with eyes.
After hearing Ye Haoran's words, he asked casually: "How many people are there in the family?"
"About ten people."
Counting the younger brother, Devlin, there are more than ten people. Although many of them have no surnames, they are members of the Ye family.
"Fifty outfits a month?"
This is a reasonable amount, unless he stops making clothes for others.
Ye Haoran thought for a while
He opened his mouth and said, "Women can do five sets, and men can do three sets. Can we do it?"
"You can do it!"
Yu's clothing store has no reputation now. If the Ye family becomes the one responsible for clothes, Yu's reputation will definitely not be small in the future.
It can be considered that Ye Haoran fulfilled the fate of the two families.
After Ye Haoran finished measuring, he measured the size of little Abao again.
Boss Yu has a son and a son. The son became a father and he doesn’t even know where he is now. The daughter makes clothes with him, which can be regarded as a family craft.
"Mr. Yu, take time to go to Ye Zhaiyi every month and settle your money every month."
"Boss Ye, please let me know, we will make every piece of clothing carefully."
After the clothes are ready, Boss Yu will deliver them to your home, so there is no need to bother picking them up again.
Seeing that the time was still up, Ye Haoran was ready to take little Abao to see him, so he took Ye Haoran's arm and walked out.
Little Abao, who was looking at Ye Haoran, didn't pay attention and was scratched by the raised door bolt.
"Ah~!"
"let me see."
Pulling up Little Bao's arm, there was a red stripe on it left by the door bolt, slightly torn, and a little bit of blood.
"You are too careless. Find a pharmacy to buy some wounds to avoid leaving scars in the future."
Little Abao smiled, although it was a little bit, but Ye Haoran's concern made her feel a little sweet.
Less than twenty years after leaving the house, I saw a pharmacy that was open.
Pushing open, the bell hanging on the door was ringing.
"What medicine do you need?"
A young lady in her twenties stood up behind the counter, and Ye Haoran's eyes dimly lit up.
Little Abao raised his arm: "It's a scratch, what medicine is suitable?"
The girl at the drugstore looked at little Abao's arm carefully: "I'll help you deal with it, and then apply some Qu Huanzhang Baibao Dan. It will heal in 3 days without leaving any scars."
If this minor injury happened to an ordinary person, it would not be treated as an apology at all, but judging from the way Ye Haoran and little Abao dressed, it was obvious that they did not belong to ordinary people.
The little girl carefully cleaned it with a cotton ball and took out Qu Huanzhang Baibao. The name is Baibao, but it is actually in powder form.
Ye Haoran also thought for a long time before he remembered that Qu Huanzhang Baibao Dan was the predecessor of Yunnan Baiyao.
Apply it evenly, wrap it twice with gauze, and tie a bow thoughtfully.
"Where are your adults?"
Ye Haoran looked at Chen in the pharmacy and asked casually.
The little girl lowered her head and packed her tools and said, "My father went to the opium den and won't be back until night."
Ye Haoran frowned.
Li Zhongfei smoked a lot of cigarettes. He was very sleepy, but it would be difficult for ordinary people to find him, so he asked: "I heard that many cigarette dens have been closed. Where did your father go?"
"When I went to the concession, all the opium dens nearby were raided. My dad heard from someone that the concession was open, so he went there."
The little girl felt a little depressed.
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Chapter 448 Boss Yu, bruised
