Chapter 980

Yang Shan has always been a man with good ideas.

After receiving the letter from the old battalion commander, he didn't even inform his family, so he packed up and prepared to take the train to Beijing.

Fortunately, the director of the sanatorium gave a call to the Yang family.

The whole Yang family exploded immediately.

From Nanhu city to the capital, thousands of kilometers back and forth, can Yang Shan's body stand it?

However, Comrade Yang Shan did not mean to discuss with his family. His compromise was that Lao Tzu allowed you to send people to follow him.

In the end, they compromise. The second daughter, Yang Di, asks for leave and takes her son with her.

Comrade Yang Feng helped to find a soft berth ticket and sent his father to the car rather uneasily.

Yang Shan himself is very happy. He hasn't been far away for many years. This time, however, he talked a little bit about being a teenager. He also made a suit and made his hair flat, just like an old man in a movie.

People came and went in the carriage. When they met, they all praised Yang Feng for his temperament and made the old man happy. They couldn't sit all day.

After two days, the slow train finally arrived at the Beijing railway station. Yang Di said happily, "fortunately, my elder brother has got a soft sleeper. I'll call Yang Rui and ask him not to worry."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Yang Shan got off the train, walked around the platform for two times, quickly made a decision, and said: "don't see Yang Rui first, let's go to the street first."

"Now? You are not tired Yang Di looked at the crowded capital station, a burst of numbness.

"What do you want after sleeping on the train for two days? When I was young, I marched for two days and two nights, standing and dozing in the middle, and I didn't shout bitterness and tiredness... Young people now... "Yang Shan sent Yang Di off with his bitter memory.

Comrade Yang Di, a "young man" over forty, argued without reason: "where do you want to go? North @ Beijing is big. Let's call Yang Rui and turn around together. "

"Who doesn't know that North @ capital is big? When I first arrived in Beijing, you were still wetting your bed. " Yang Shan snorted with disdain.

His grandson Xie Zhen couldn't help laughing.

Yang Di has no temper at all. He can only stare at his son and say, "your grandfather wants to go shopping. Hurry to buy a map and ask how to get there."

Xie Zhen suddenly full face of ignorant force, small voice way: "I have not come."

"So let you ask."

"I... what do I ask? Where shall we go? " Xie Zhen knew it was useless to ask his mother. He turned his head and asked Yang Shan, "grandfather, where are we going?"

Yang Shan straightened his collar and said with a smile, "find a place to make suits. Let's take a taxi."

"Make a suit?" Yang Di can't keep up with the old man.

Without hesitation, Yang Shan said, "I want to make the same suit for Yang Rui."

Looking at Yang Shan's suit, Yang Di couldn't laugh or cry: "when you make a suit, you just make a suit. Why do you want to do the same?"

Yang Shan straightened his chest and followed the way of good understanding: "the people who take the train are people who travel all over the world. They all say that my suit is good, so I think I'll make one for Yang Rui."

Looking at Yang Shan's over waist suit, Yang Di sighed: "Yang Rui doesn't like it. He has been in Beijing for so long, maybe he has bought a suit."

"Buy one more." Yang Shan tough way: "I send him, he dare not wear?"

Yang Di convinced way: "that certainly dare not."

While they were talking, they got into a taxi and asked the driver to find a famous tailor's shop.

As soon as the taxi driver turned his eyes, he pulled the three people into an alley and said, "you don't think this place is small, but foreigners all come here. It's our famous tailor in Beijing."

Leaving three people, the taxi left in a flash.

Yang Shan and his party hesitated and walked into the tailor's shop in the alley.

The signboard of the tailor shop seems to be old. There is only a simple "Huang's tailor". It sounds a little like the royal family. It has a big feeling.

Next to the signboard, there are red paper, several big words on the back of the paper. Hanging there, the words are "Zhongshan suit", "western style dress", "sweater", "suit" and so on.

But the teacher Fu, who was working on his stomach in the door, gave people a sense of peace of mind. He stepped on the sewing machine very fast and moved his hands to the left and right.

Yang Shan only felt that the other side's action was neat, and he immediately went forward to talk excitedly.The old tailor smiles and nods from time to time. He looks very elegant.

80 S is the era of suit fashion, far more popular than 30 years later, and the time node of this fashion is very clear. Before 1983, Chinese people did not dare to wear suits, especially the cadres and workers in the system. However, after the central leaders took the lead in wearing suits, the trend spread all over the country overnight, so that they had to learn to wear suits when they were tailors of Zhongshan suits.

In terms of Chinese popular culture, the importance of wearing a suit is perhaps the first level. It is a sign of openness, so that Chinese leaders once met with foreign guests in Chinese tunic suits, but they were also questioned by the outside world whether China's reform was going to retract. In response to this, five standing committee members in suits made a collective appearance.

This collective appearance has also thoroughly detonated China's suit culture. Not only do young people get married and other occasions have suits, but many people go out wearing suits to show their formality, just like Mr. Yang Shan. Even, there are people in suits playing basketball, running.

Of course, the uniform purchase of suits by people across the country does not mean that the production capacity of suit tailors or brand suits will be greatly improved. Therefore, two kinds of suits appear on the market to fill the gap.

One is the so-called foreign suit, which is actually a second-hand suit from abroad, or foreign garbage. After the whole ship is transported into China, it is either cleaned and ironed, or sold directly. The price is cheap and the quality is good, which is deeply loved by the majority of the people.

The other is the old tailor.

The shopkeeper and master of the "Huang family tailor" is the old tailor who has changed his profession. However, the old is not old, and the new is not new. That is what happened in the last two or three years. There are few tailors who can make suits in China. Those who changed their profession in 83 are old. Those who joined the profession in 84 are old tailors if they can become masters. As for Huang's tailors, although they joined the profession this year, they have been old tailors for more than 30 years.

After a while, Yang Shan determined the style and fabric to be made - the style is the same as his own, and the fabric should be used as well as possible.

Yang Di is stubborn, but he has to detour: "at least find Yang Rui, tailor according to the circumstances, how to make clothes without quantity? Do you think so, master Huang

Huang old tailor ha ha of smile, say: "all right."

The old man thought about it, but he said, "give me the money first. Yang Rui has the money. It's not like that."

Yang Di has no way, way: "that calculate how many feet cloth?"

"How much do you weigh?"

"Height? I'm 20 centimeters taller than my son, and my arms and legs are a little thicker. " Yang Di pulls his son Xie Zhen over, slaps him first and says, "let your boy eat but not grow."

It's useless for Xie Zhen to complain. He was pulled by the old tailor and touched it carefully.

"Here's 260. It's cheaper for you. It was supposed to be 300." The old tailor made an offer.

"That's twice the price of Nanhu." Yang Di is not satisfied.

"Good material." The old tailor smiles at Yang Shan.

Yang Shan is very satisfied: "must use the good material."

"This is the best material in our shop. You can't find anything better in forty-nine cities."

Yang Di didn't believe it and said, "it's too expensive. Otherwise, we'll look elsewhere."

"So... I'll get another 30 bucks, the lowest 230 bucks." The old tailor pulled Yang Di and said, "it's not easy for the old man to get out of the door. You have the heart to accompany him around. The fare is not cheap."

Taxis are really not cheap. It's more than ten yuan to sit around.

Yang Di hesitated for a moment and said, "220 yuan, I'll call my nephew to measure myself."

The old tailor made a painful choice. After a moment, he patted his thigh and said, "well, you have said that. I'll give it to you. 220, I did it at a loss. "

Yang Shan is very satisfied with the loss of the other party, immediately said: "call Yang Rui, let him measure."

yi An hour later, Yang Rui, who was both surprised and happy, appeared in the alley.

"Try the clothes first." Yang Shan couldn't help saying that he gave Yang Rui to the old tailor first, and then he stood a little further.

Yang Di, the second aunt, couldn't see it. She told Yang Rui the whole story in a low voice.

Standing in the middle of the shop, Yang Rui straightened his hands and asked the tailor to measure his body. He looked at his grandfather's clothes and was in a daze.

At this time, Yang Shan stood as straight as a pine tree. The hem of his clothes almost reached the crotch, and his front was tied around his neck. What surprised Yang Rui most was the cuffs. A normal suit was one centimeter above the cuffs, but Yang Shan's suit covered the back of his hand.Yang Rui was surprised to find that when the old tailor measured his arm, he also measured the end of his finger.

"The sleeves are too long." Yang Rui spoke in a low voice.

Old tailor micro smile: "you watch TV leaders, are dressed like this."

Yang Rui recalled for a moment, no impression.

"It won't be that long."

"You don't understand." With that, the old tailor went back to the cubicle behind the curtain, and Jane took out two picture frames.

The photo inside is just a picture of Chairman Mao, dressed in Chinese tunic suit, speaking at the founding ceremony, with his sleeve to the back of his hand.

"This is Zhongshan suit." Yang Rui said.

The old tailor smiles again and takes out another photo frame. It's the photo of the leader wearing a suit two years ago.

Yang Rui is very convinced. He has never noticed that all the clothes of the Chinese leaders are bigger and have super long sleeves.

"In two days, I'm going to the Party of my old comrades in arms. You can come with me and wear this suit." Comrade Yang Shan made the final decision.

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