The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

The sun is warm in spring and the breeze is warm.

A rickshaw drove up to the small foreign building. Song Ruhui got out of the car with his toolbox, walked upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Who are you looking for?" Liu Wushi asked vigilantly, half-opening the door.

Song Ruhui smiled and said, "My surname is Song, and I am a tailor invited by Mr. Zhou."

Liu Wu quickly opened the door: "So it's Tailor Song, please come in!"

Zhou Hexuan had already heard the movement, came out of the study, shook hands with Song Ruhui and said, "Mr. Song, please sit down wherever you want."

Song Ruhui didn't sit down immediately, but opened his toolbox, took out the ruler and said, "Let's measure first. What kind of clothes does Mr. Zhou want? Mandarin jacket, long gown, Chinese tunic suit, or suit?"

Zhou Hexuan explained with a smile: "I don't make clothes, but I want to ask Mr. Song to make the clothes I designed according to the design drawings."

During the period of the Republic of China, the great tailors in Tianjin were all from Ningbo or Wenzhou, and they were called "Red Gang Tailors" at that time. They not only made clothes, but also made leather shoes. According to historical data, by 1931, there were nearly 30 leather tanning companies and 70 leather shoe companies in Wenzhou.

It's no wonder that Ningbo and Wenzhou in later generations have developed clothing, shoe and bag manufacturing industries, all of which have historical origins.

Now businessmen in Ningbo and Wenzhou have even established national chambers of commerce, controlling a large market share of the textile industry in the Republic of China. Even the tailors in the two places are worth a hundred times. If you find a tailor from the Red Gang to make clothes, you will charge 30-50 yuan in labor costs.

This Song Ruhui was from Ningbo, and he was regarded as the leading tailor in Tianjin. The dress that Zhang Zuolin wore when he worshiped heaven was sewed by this person himself.

Zhou Hexuan took out his design draft of women's underwear and said, "Mr. Song, please take a look."

"What is this?" Song Ruhui looked at those masks a little confused.

"Women's close-fitting things." Zhou Hexuan compared on his chest.

Song Ruhui immediately understood, and was so angry that he wanted to walk away. He said angrily: "Mr. Zhou, are you sincerely humiliating me?"

Zhou Hexuan said, "No."

Song Ruhui said angrily: "I think I, the Song family, have been known for their tailoring skills since the Daoguang period. It has a history of a hundred years. I can make everything from mandarin jackets to suits, and I have never made bellybands. Such a woman is ashamed. Dirty my hands for nothing!"

"Nonsense!"

Zhou Hexuan scolded: "Women's clothes are also clothes. How can you be humiliated if you are asked to be a tailor to make women's underwear? Didn't you eat milk when you were young? Why doesn't your mouth feel dirty?"

Song Ruhui's face was livid after being told, and he said with a flick of his sleeves: "It's unreasonable, I'm leaving!"

"Go or not." Zhou Hexuan said angrily.

What is the world?

Zhou Hexuan could not understand the thinking logic of Chinese people nowadays.

I don't believe it, without Zhang Butcher, I can only eat hairy pigs!

Zhou Hexuan continued to find several big red tailors, but they refused to accept the order. In the end, he hired a local tailor at a high price to make a sample of underwear for 30 yuan (excluding cost), and then he reluctantly got the consent.

Due to the scarcity of materials, these samples are not too complicated, there are no steel wires, back hooks, etc., and they are all tied by hand when wearing.

But the style is beautiful, the main fabric is silk, the lining is pressed cotton, and the border is decorated with lace. Zhou Hexuan has read a few issues of Victoria's Secret, and he has borrowed many designs from others.

The samples come in full, half, three-quarter and five-eighth cups, with one copy of every size.

When Wanrong came to ask for painting skills again, Zhou Hexuan took out those underwear with a smile and said: "This is a new style of underwear that I have someone sew, you can try it on."

"This, this... what are these!" Wanrong was so ashamed that she couldn't speak coherently, but looking at those white lace, she felt that it was very beautiful, and she was quite eager to try it.

"Just try it here, close the curtains, and I'll go out first." Zhou Hexuan didn't care whether Wanrong agreed or not, put down his words, closed the door and left.

Wanrong drew the curtains, went to lock the door, then took off her clothes, and put on new underwear while studying.

The first one didn't fit properly and was a bit tight, the second fit just right. The silk-lined fine cotton bra is comfortable and breathable, which makes Wanrong feel very comfortable, far better than wearing a corset in a bellyband before.

Zhou Hexuan had planned it long ago, and even put a large mirror on the desk in advance.

Wanrong admired herself in the mirror, and found that she was not only comfortable to wear, but also very good-looking. The snow muscles on the chest look more beautiful and attractive against the white lace, but the chest looks too big, which does not conform to the aesthetics of lilac small breasts.

"This Mr. Zhou, you do some ridiculous things." Wanrong laughed and cursed to herself, and swayed her body left and right in the mirror, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Although the weather is getting warmer now, it still has some spring chills.

After Wanrong tried a few pieces, she felt chills all over her body. She hurriedly took off her underwear, tied her chest with silk and satin, put on her bellyband and coat, then ran to open the door, and said to Zhou Hexuan outside, "Come in."

"How do you feel?" Zhou Hexuan asked quickly, "Is there anything uncomfortable, I'll ask the tailor to improve it."

Wan Rong blushed and said: "These two fit well, those two are a bit tight, and the rest are too loose."

As a veteran driver, Zhou Hexuan instantly learned that the flat-chested queen actually had a B cup. Although not very against the sky, but her body is thin and petite, it is very rare to be able to develop to this level.

Zhou Hexuan laughed and said, "The ones that are too tight and too loose are the wrong size."

"Oh," Wanrong asked coyly, "Can you give me those two... new-style underwear? I think it's quite comfortable to wear."

After saying this, Wan Rong bowed her head in embarrassment. A woman asking a man for underwear is out of line in the 21st century, unless they're in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "These are samples, which are used for mass production. After the products come out, I will make a few special ones for you."

"I don't want it, I will buy it myself when the time comes." Wanrong said arrogantly.

Now that the samples of the new women's underwear have been produced, the next step is to apply for a patent.

Patents for modern underwear in the West were applied for more than ten years ago, but that has nothing to do with China. Because the Republic of China is not a member of the Paris Convention, it is not affected by international patents.

In 1923, the Beiyang government promulgated the "Provisional Handicraft Award Regulations", which stipulated that foreigners are not allowed to apply for patents in China, and the Chinese government will also reward and recognize items manufactured by foreign methods. The patent protection period is three to five years. Year.

It is easy to apply for a patent for underwear, but Zhou Hexuan's headache is where to build a factory.

Nowadays, the "Tianruo Movement" is very popular in the south, but there is little movement in the north. If he sells underwear in the north, he will probably be denounced as immoral, and the factory may be closed down one day.

Well, this underwear must be produced and sold in the South!