I trade in both worlds

An old man was unhappy when he heard this: "If you can't touch it with your hands, then do you have to wear gloves when you wear the clothes?"

Xu Xu looked at him and explained patiently, "This piece of silk is made of natural mulberry silk. The surface of the silk is smooth and shiny, and it feels delicate and flowing. It is highly breathable and does not feel stuffy when worn. However, this characteristic also means that it is more susceptible to damage."

"Especially when the fabric comes into contact with sharp objects, it is easy to cause thread pulling, which not only affects the appearance of the fabric, but once the thread is pulled, the damage cannot be restored."

"Now that you mention it, how can I wear this dress?" The old man said with disgust: "If my fingernails scratch it, it will be ruined. It's not worth it."

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing folded the cloth in his hand again and said, "Dear uncles and aunts, I wonder if you have learned about satin when you decided to customize it?"

Seeing everyone looking at her blankly, Xu Ziqing asked Aunt Lin in frustration: "Aunt Lin, do you know anything about silk?"

Aunt Lin nodded: "I know a little bit, I thought that the silk on the market is basically made of synthetic silk, and there is very little real natural silk. Plus, I can't tell the difference, so I didn't go into it in depth."

Aunt Lin almost said that the so-called mulberry silk they claimed was actually human silk chemical fiber. No wonder she bargained so hard.

If the price is really calculated based on the mulberry silk on the market, the price of their customized products may not even buy one meter of cloth, so it's no wonder they don't believe it.

"Ah~" Xu Ziqing sighed helplessly: "Aunt Lin, this is real silk, and it is hand-woven silk."

Before Aunt Lin could say anything, the surrounding people started to make noises, all shouting that it couldn't be real silk, and it couldn't be artificial, it was all a lie...

Xu Ziqing imitated Aunt Lin and clapped his hands: "Whether this is real silk or hand-woven, you can go and check it out. I don't want to argue too much about this. The real thing is right here. Whether it is real or fake is not up to me or you."

Aunt Lin put on her gloves and asked, "Can you show it to me? I'm a retired textile factory worker. I can tell at a glance if it's machine-woven."

Xu Ziqing handed the cloth to her. Aunt Lin put on her reading glasses, picked up the cloth, and looked at it carefully: "This is indeed handmade cloth. You can see that the dark pattern is irregular, not as good as machine-woven."

"The patterns woven by the machine are like they were woven with a ruler. Every line is neat and uniform, and every pattern is the same size."

"Is it really hand-woven?" someone asked in disbelief.

At this time, an old man came up and stretched out a hand to Xu Xu: "Give me a pair of gloves."

Xu Xu was stunned for a moment, then took out a new pair of gloves from his travel bag and handed them to him.

Aunt Lin looked up and smiled, "Master Deng, come and take a look. The density of this cloth is not as high as that of the machine-made one, and the thickness of the dark pattern varies. The cloth produced by the machine will not be like this."

Master Deng put on his glasses, picked up the cloth, and looked at the lines one by one towards the light. After a while, he asked everyone, "Who has a magnifying glass?"

"I brought it." Xu Ziqing replied, and Xu Xu quickly took out a magnifying glass from the bag and handed it to him.

Master Deng took the magnifying glass and continued to look carefully. The old men and women around seemed to be quite afraid of him. They were all watching quietly and did not dare to make loud noises. Only three or two people were whispering in his ears.

Aunt Lin ignored her and asked Xu Ziqing directly: "Teacher Xu, is this cloth really natural silk?"

"Of course, this is real natural silk, nothing artificial is added except for the dye."

"The price you're offering doesn't seem like real silk." Aunt Lin still didn't quite believe it.

Xu Ziqing thought about it and looked at Aunt Lin sincerely: "Aunt Lin, to tell you the truth, I accepted the order at this price because these two pieces of cloth were stained with color."

"But fortunately, the defective part is not big, and it won't affect the making of clothes after cutting. You can take a look at the fabric first. If you are acceptable, we will sign the agreement. If not, then forget it."

"Defective cloth?" Aunt Lin turned around and looked at the cloth in Master Deng's hand in surprise: "I don't see any defects. Is this piece flawless?"

Xu Ziqing smiled and shook his head: "We rinsed it, and it looks like new when we took it out. You can't tell if I don't tell you."

"But we still have to be sincere when doing business. Regardless of whether it can be cleaned or not, this is a defective cloth, so the price must be greatly discounted."

"You are this." Aunt Lin smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Xu Ziqing found Song Qin's custom video and handed it to Aunt Lin: "Aunt Lin, take a look. This is a dress we customized for a celebrity some time ago. It is hand-woven natural mulberry silk satin. We are offering a discount for this set."

Aunt Lin took the phone, watched the video carefully, and exclaimed: "This dress is so beautiful."

"Of course, if it's not natural mulberry silk, no one would customize it from us." Xu Ziqing said proudly after taking back the phone.

"I didn't expect that I could still find real silk in the world now. It's really rare." Aunt Lin looked at the cloth disappointedly: "Nowadays, everything is artificial. It's hard to buy some real silk. If you can find it, it's expensive. Most families can't afford it. Sigh~"

"There are still genuine products, but the quantity is definitely less than that of artificial ones." Xu Ziqing explained helplessly: "Plus, many unscrupulous merchants deceive customers by passing off fake products as real ones, which leads to people not daring to believe the real things when they encounter them."

After saying that, he looked at Master Deng and asked in a low voice, "Aunt Lin, is this also a retired employee from your factory?"

Aunt Lin explained with a smile: "No, he is an expert in silk and knows a lot about it."

"Ah? So amazing." Xu Ziqing was a little worried about how she would reply when the old man asked her where the cloth came from and how it was woven.

Looking at Xu Xu, I saw her staring at Master Deng seriously. I didn't know whether she understood what was said.

In fact, Xu Xu knew about it. She could weave cloth and silk. She had woven it before she got married, but she had never woven silk again after she got married.

Firstly, it was difficult to buy silk, and secondly, silk was expensive. The Yang family was not willing to let her spend money to buy silk. In addition, with Yang Erzhu's attitude, she was even more unwilling to use her private money to make money for his family.

However, Xu Xu had only heard from Xu Ziqing before that most of the silk on the market now is rayon.

She didn't understand how people make silk, and she didn't learn much about it, so she didn't know the difference between real silk and artificial silk.

But now that she had the chance to learn more, her eyes lit up when she heard Aunt Lin say that Master Deng was a silk expert. She was waiting for him to explain in detail the difference between the two after he finished reading.