Mrs. Zhao went in and informed her. Fan Yuniang recalled the scenes she had seen along the way. If it weren't for Yin Liang, she would have doubted whether she had come to the wrong place.

She only has one feeling now: the Duke of Yun is too shabby.

The gates, houses, corridors... all meet the grade of the Duke of the People's Republic of China, but not only the houses are rare, the flowers, plants and trees in the garden are not high-end enough, and the gardening is also rough. It is unimaginable that this is the mansion where Yin Langjun came from.

"Sister Yu Niang~~"

Hearing this cheerful and tender voice, Fan Yuniang knew that the kind and cute little lady Ren ran out.

"Yu Niang pays homage to Madam Ren."

"Come on! Come on! Come on! Take you to see the paintings drawn by Yuemei~~" Yuemei pulled Fan Yuniang's arm and ran inside.

Fan Yuniang was staggering all the way and was pulled to the study by Yuemei. Yuemei couldn't stand it and took a few pieces of paper and handed it to her, "Sister Yuniang, do you think Yuemei's paintings are so beautiful? The bad guy said that Yuemei was so ugly~~~ It's really annoying~~~"

Fan Yuniang looked at Yuemei's angry look with her little mouth pouting, and she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

When she was as old as Yuemei, although Ye Niang was pampering, she must be in accordance with etiquette when sitting, standing and walking. Although the Hu Feng is prevalent in the north, in Jiangnan, aristocratic families must look like aristocratic children.

There are only two masters in the villa, Yin Langjun and Ren Xiaomaizi. Neither the elders are staring at her, Yin Langjun is also doting on her in every way. Sometimes, she will feel a little jealous, but she is more envious.

She hopes that the person who is indulged and spoiled by Yin Langjun is her, she hopes that she can also change from a slave to a master, and she hopes that she can be as happy and worry-free as Little Lady Ren.

But this is just a beautiful comfort she gives herself when she can't sleep at night.

"Sister Yu Niang, have you seen it~~~"

When Yuemei saw Fan Yu Niang just staring at her, she was immediately anxious.

"Oh~~~Wait..."

Fan Yuniang was woken up from her reverie and looked down at the paper Yuemei gave her.

"This...this is..."

Yuemei explained in a little show-off tone: "These are painted by Yuemei. The husband of the Langjun said that this is called design clothing. Those women can make gorgeous dresses according to this draft."

Fan Yuniang's eyes lit up.

She was enlightened at the age of three and learned to be a girl at the age of five. From embroidery to making clothes, she never thought of this method. No need to ask anymore, it must have been thought of by Yin Langjun. It was so amazing!

Once upon a time, Ahon was the wisest. After being sent to the Xizhengyuan, the princess was the wisest. However, after arriving at the villa, there were even more unimaginable existences in the world.

Now, this magical little gentleman actually knows Female Red better than a woman...

"Sister Yu Niang, is Yue Mei's painting good? You said it~~~"

Yuemei, who was determined to find a helper, urging her.

Fan Yuniang's cheeks couldn't help but feel a little rosy, "Oh, wait a little longer, wait a little longer, huh~~This is it?"

"Ha~~~My husband must be talking nonsense, Sister Yu Niang, Yue Mei is beautifully drawn!"

If Fan Yuniang hadn't seen Yuemei teach students and how she looked when she handled the villa affairs, it would be really hard to connect the innocent little lady in front of her.

"Please explain it to Yu Niang."

"Oh~~" Yuemei was a little disappointed, but soon she pointed to the drawing and explained.

After Yin Qingfeng came back from the garden, he saw Yuemei and Fan Yuniang whispering something, while Xue Fanxing stood beside him and listened to them.

"Miss Fan is here."

Fan Yuniang turned around and greeted him, "Yu Niang greeted the husband."

Xue Fanxing also hurriedly greeted him there.

Yuemei heard Yin Qingfeng's voice, and she just snorted, ignoring Yin Qingfeng.

Yin Qingfeng knew that the little girl was still angry, so she just waited for her to get angry and coaxed her again.

He originally wanted to be lazy and grabbed Yuemei and Xue Fanxing as a coolie. But he forgot that the most basic element of a fashion designer is that he must have a certain aesthetic height.

A person's aesthetic comes from experience. Yuemei is still a child and is the first time she comes into contact with this content. It is inevitable that she cannot reach the height he wants.

Yin Qingfeng called Fan Yuniang to come, hoping that she would take the drawing back and ask the female teachers to help her refer to it.

There is no need to mention the knowledge that Li Shimin can send to be a teacher. Not to mention their family background if they have such good knowledge. They have stayed in the palace again, even if their current aesthetic height does not meet Yin Qingfeng's requirements, it is still OK to make some modification suggestions.

In addition to the things they need to give their opinions on wearing outside, the main thing is that the small cover and the design of the small cover should be completed with their hands.

Although Yin Qingfeng personally took off a lot of small covers and small inners, it would be too embarrassing if he could draw dozens of underwear patterns.

After explaining his request to Fan Yuniang, he continued: "You ask each of them to draw a stroke. If you draw too many, it may be a good idea to gather together.

Each of them has to sign the draft under their own drawing. If there is a draft that satisfies me, please ask them if they are willing to be a fashion designer.

In addition, you should also summarize the size of the underwear you wear according to the size of your breasts. When selling, you should promote it to the guests according to the size you provide.

When you come next time, you will make one piece of each of your size based on these originals. I will follow the dress and make the final modifications."

Fan Yuniang agreed with a blushing face.

"Yuemei, give all the drawings to Mrs. Ren."

Yuemei hummed again there and handed over a piece of paper without looking back.

Yin Qingfeng took it and saw it, and was a little surprised, "Is this what you drew it?"

Yuemei did not answer, but Fan Yuniang said shyly: "Yes."

Yin Qingfeng was surprised and tilted her head toward her, "Did you draw it?"

Fan Yuniang was a little restrained, "But Yuniang's paintings were not good?"

On the piece of paper in Yin Qingfeng's hand, the collar of the dress is in an inverted triangle, and between the two collarbones is an arc made of buttons. On the shoulder on the right is a pattern of a peony flower.

This is an unfinished draft, but this arc and peony flowers lit up Yin Qingfeng's eyes.

The clothing of ancient women was not considered as material factors. In terms of color and pattern, there were roughly four levels: plain color, that is, monochrome, flower color, embroidered on plain color, and embroidered on flower color.

Whether it was embroidering on plain colors or embroidering on flowers, the ancients would never embroider only one flower. Their view was that the more patterns of flowers and birds, the more they could represent the degree of wealth.

Fan Yuniang's flower made the image of arrogance vividly appear on the paper. But with that arc, it added a naughty taste.

If we look at it according to modern educational theory, this dress is prepared for those rebellious young girls during adolescence.

Buttons, literally, were used as a word in modern times, but in ancient times, buttons were buttons; from the perspective of use, buttons had already developed a decorative role in modern times, and were only used as practical in ancient times.

The set of buttons drawn by Fan Yuniang is definitely ahead of time.

"Is this really what you painted?" Yin Qingfeng asked again in disbelief.

Perhaps it was Yin Qingfeng's expression that made Fan Yuniang even more nervous. She nodded desperately.

"Huh~~~"

Yin Qingfeng felt that he had picked up a treasure - a treasure with modern consciousness.

He "snatched" the drawings from Yuemei's hand and spread them on the table one by one. He pointed to these drawings and said to Fan Yuniang: "According to my original manuscripts, you will add five changes to each original manuscript.

The changing positions can be cuffs, necklines, chest, shoulders, skirt, waistband, pattern, etc.

The content of the changes is different, but the number of flowers and birds and their locations, and the width of the size, etc. You can not only use buttons to decorate, but also embellish gems, etc..”

Fan Yuniang covered her mouth and looked at Yin Qingfeng in surprise.

"My husband is bad, and I bully Sister Yu Niang!"

Yuemei stood up and pointed at Yin Qingfeng and shouted in a sweet voice.

Yin Qingfeng didn't expect that a female hero who stood up to betrayed the wrongdoing came out halfway. However, this female hero was so cute.

He smiled and frowned Yuemei's nose, "Young Master only bullies Yuemei, not your sister Yu Niang. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Yuemei's little hand quickly slapped her nose, "Really?"

"Well, really, absolutely true!"

Yuemei tilted her little head and looked at Fan Yuniang, "Sister Yuniang, have you bullied you?" Without waiting for Fan Yuniang to answer, she patted her chest and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, Yuemei helped her sister to beat her up."
Chapter completed!