Chapter 199 Aunt Returns to Shanghai, Lin Han Feels Sad (2/2)
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"Okay, we'll buy them all. Whatever color you like, we'll buy it."
After buying the yarn, Lin Han started browsing the fabric counter.
She picked out some brightly colored ones, and after choosing some for herself, she also picked some for Qin Shuman and Grandma Jiang.
Since we're making new clothes, everyone should have some.
As for the men in the family, it seems they wear military uniforms all year round, which doesn't seem necessary.
Lin Han then remembered the sewing machine that she wasn't very comfortable using.
"Honey, are there any tailors in the army who will make clothes for a fee?"
Gu Qizheng immediately understood what Lin Han meant. She probably wanted to buy more fabric, but was worried that she wouldn't be able to use the sewing machine well.
However, the families of soldiers basically cut and make their own clothes, and the military does not have a special place to make clothes for the families. Military uniforms are all made in batches.
“Honey, don’t you know a few military families in the compound with whom you have a good relationship? If they have time, you can pay them to help out privately, so they can earn some money to buy baby formula.”
Actually, Lin Han had the same thought in mind, but she didn't know if it would be convenient for Liu Li and Wang Fang now that they were in their late stages of pregnancy.
We'll ask them when the time comes. If it's inconvenient for them, we can ask the other women who helped dry the dried gongcai (a type of vegetable) before. Some of them are younger than Lin Han and should be willing to earn this money.
I'll just secretly slip them some money later.
“Okay, then I’ll buy more nice fabrics and make some for Mom and Grandma too.”
Kyoto winters are cold, so it's impossible to take out the down jacket from the room to wear. At most, you can secretly wear thermal underwear and thermal pants underneath, but you still have to make new outerwear according to the popular styles here.
Gu Qizheng's situation was simple; he received a military overcoat from the army in winter, which was incredibly warm.
The two bought fabric and some other small items, then left the department store.
Gu Qizheng was worried that Lin Han was hungry, so he took her out to eat.
The state-run restaurants in Kyoto are much more upscale than those in Qingzhou, with a wider variety of dishes, and you can even find donkey meat there.
Lin Han had eaten donkey meat sandwiches when she was on a business trip to the capital before. She didn't know if the old-fashioned recipe from the 1960s and 70s was better, or if the modern chefs made them better.
Gu Qizheng led Lin Han to sit down at the state-run restaurant, took the menu and ordered donkey meat sandwiches, shredded pork with sauce, stir-fried tripe, and a vegetarian dish.
After ordering the food, Gu Qizheng paid the bill and told Lin Han to stay in the restaurant while he went out to buy things.
A few minutes later he returned with a brown sugar potsticker in his hand.
He handed the steaming hot brown sugar potsticker to Lin Han.
"I saw them for sale when I passed by earlier, and I thought you would like them, so I bought some. Eat them while they're hot, they're very sweet."
Brown sugar was a prized commodity in those days, so brown sugar potstickers were a rare treat.
Gu Qizheng didn't eat any of it and gave it all to Lin Han.
Lin Han took a bite while it was still hot, and the rich aroma of brown sugar intertwined with the crispy cake in her mouth.
"Mmm, it's delicious. Honey, you should have some too."
Seeing her enjoying her meal made Gu Qizheng happy too.
"I don't like sweets, so I bought this especially for you. You should eat it all."
Lin Han took another bite; it was fragrant, crispy, and delicious.
She glanced at Gu Qizheng. What do you mean he doesn't like sweets? This man just couldn't bear to eat them and saved them all for her.
Lin Han placed half of the brown sugar potsticker on the table.
"I can't eat anymore, I'm not eating anymore, let's throw it away."
Gu Qizheng picked it up regretfully, and only after confirming that Lin Han was not going to eat it did he put it in his mouth and take a bite.