In the workshop, although it was busy, life was fulfilling. Every day, Tang Yue worked with the drafts, fabrics, and sewing machines, other than the time for eating and sleeping, she spent her days in the pattern studio.
When Tang Yue looked at one piece of clothing after another being completed, the sense of accomplishment in her heart was irreplaceable by anything else.
"Xiao Yue, the cutting of this piece of clothing is fine, all three sizes are done." Deng Lanhua had made three sets of clothes, and after gaining experience, it became quite easy to know what size to make, sometimes, just a simple trim would suffice for success.
"Good." Tang Yue took a glance at the clothes and gave Deng Lanhua a thumbs up. She really hadn't misjudged her; Sister Deng was very good at making clothes. Despite her young age, she was meticulous and careful, and also quick to understand.
Working with Sister Deng also saved Tang Yue a lot of worries.
