The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Inside a trendy and beautiful restaurant in Linjiang.

Wu Yuzi was holding up her phone to help her friend Xiaxia find a good shooting position.

"Tuck your chin in a little more, lift the plate forward, and wow! A perfect picture!"

Xiaxia on the other side tried hard to control her expression and suppress the corners of her mouth that were trying to turn up wildly. Today was still a military-themed Lolita, and her expression couldn't be out of character.

After taking dozens of photos, Wu Yuzi reluctantly put down her phone. "Xiaxia, I'm telling you, these photos are absolutely stunning! Look at the lighting and composition!"

Xiaxia took back her phone: "Wow, Yuyu took such a great picture! This angle makes my face look so small!"

Wu Yuzi: "No, that's right. Ara Xia has a small face, but she's a real beauty."

Xia Xia cupped her face in her hands, admiring her own beauty for a while before pushing Wu Yuzi to move to another spot: "You sit there, I'll take your picture. If it's not a masterpiece, I'm not Xia Xia today!"

"Okay, okay, you can use my phone to take the picture." Wu Yuzi sat down in Xia Xia's original spot, took out her phone from the small bag on the table, and was just about to hand it over when the phone rang twice.

"Who is it, messaging at this hour?" Wu Yuzi muttered, glancing at her phone. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the yellow app icon on the screen. She hadn't received or sent anything today... Could it be...?

The next second, Wuyuzi opened the app and emitted a brief burst of noise: "Aaaaaah!"

Realizing she was still in the restaurant, she quickly covered her mouth, but held her phone in one hand and frantically shook Xiaxia with the other, shouting, "The picture's out! The picture's out! My second hat's picture's out!"

Xiaxia felt like her brain was being shaken to its core. She finally managed to break free from Wuyuzi's grasp and looked at her daughter, whom they had specially brought out, on the table. Her gaze lingered for two seconds longer when it fell on the purple hat on Bohe's head.

"Have you seen the pictures? Go look at the pictures first, don't get too excited. The finished Mint hats are indeed stunning, but they are a new studio after all, so who knows if this batch will be any good. If they can turn your abstract sketches into finished products this time, then you've really struck gold."

Wu Yuzi waved her phone confidently: "Don't worry, Mrs. Chuan will definitely not let me down. I believe in her!"

As she spoke, she clicked on the image and zoomed in, her mouth agape the next second.

Xiaxia reacted quickly and covered Wuyuzi's mouth.

No way, not again.

Wu Yuzi's eyes were wide open, her face was flushed from being covered, and she could only whimper and keep poking at the phone screen with her finger to signal Xia Xia to look.

Xiaxia looked down and gasped, her eyes widening instantly. She pulled out the so-called example reference image that Wuyuzi had sent her before, comparing it back and forth between the two phones, her gaze sweeping between them, her eyes filled with shock.

"They're going berserk..."

Xiaxia stared at her phone for five seconds, then quickly opened her favorites and contacted the resistor:

[Xiaxia: Hi Resistor, do you accept custom orders for Rolls-Royce? I have a basic structural diagram, which doesn't need major changes and is much more complete than Wuyuzi's draft. I'm a friend of Wuyuzi~]

He Miao, who was waiting for Wu Yuzi's reply, was stunned when she saw the new pop-up window.

Ready-to-wear?

Isn't her shop a hat store? How come someone is specifically asking about ready-to-wear clothing? Just as I was about to refuse, another message came in:

[Xiaxia: Madam, please, I can pay in cash! I'll beg you, can I pay half the deposit first? Is 8888 enough?]

A huge question mark appeared above He Miao's head.

What kind of clothing requires a deposit of 8,888 yuan for half the price?

"Yuqing, come help me. There's a buyer here who wants to order clothes and the deposit is 8888... Wait, am I crazy or did she make a mistake?" He Miao snapped out of her daze and frantically tugged at Su Yuqing's sleeve.

"What kind of clothes cost over eight thousand?" Ya Ya chimed in.

Cheng You, who was sitting next to him, savoring the Shan Hai Dou while waiting for her grandfather to arrive, raised an eyebrow. A custom-made item costing over ten thousand yuan, that's interesting.

"Don't answer yet. Ask her what kind of clothes she wants and what her needs are. Then we'll see if we should introduce this order to Qiao Chuan's sister and the others."

[He Miao, who ran away with the bucket: Hello, if it's convenient, please send me your requirements and design. We need to assess whether we have the capacity to take on this task. Also, please consider the timeframe, as these kinds of custom orders usually take a long time.]

Xiaxia stared at her phone screen, her heart pounding, afraid that the other party wouldn't even give her a chance and would reject her outright.

She had been eyeing that hat with mullet for a long time. The embroidery and weaving were top-notch, something that machines could never achieve. The outfit she wanted was also top-notch; it was a custom design created by a painter, and she had been wanting to bring it to life but had no one to take it on.

Seeing that the other party was showing signs of softening, he quickly went to his favorites to find the drawings he had saved and sent them all over.

"Xiaxia, what are you busy with?"

Wu Yuzi, who had just confirmed with He Miao that they could start making the product, noticed Xia Xia typing away with her head down and curiously came over.

"Wow, you, you actually..."

For a moment, Wu Yuzi was at a loss for words. How come she hadn't thought of asking that question?

Xiaxia, on the other hand, is quite discerning; she went straight from hats to the complete set.

I've had this outfit of Xiaxia's on my phone for over a year. It's a retro look that blends military uniform with Lolita style. It's quite heavy and has an incredible number of accessories.

The main garment is a high-necked, fitted dress coat, made of thick, fine suit fabric, velvet, and with some genuine leather trim. The coat is covered with extensive gold and silver thread embroidery. The military insignia and vines were all designed by hand, without any templates, and had to be hand-embroidered stitch by stitch.

The inner shirt and high-waisted, full-skirted dress are also extremely elaborately made, with multiple layers, beading, and a herringbone waist with rope ties.

Let alone doing it, just looking at it makes my eyes blurry.

This is just the basic three-piece set; the full set of accessories is even more complicated, and it's the most important part that Xiaxia couldn't find a way to complete.

From military caps to shoulder armor, waist belts, armbands, and badges, as well as medal sets, gloves, leg bands, swords, and capes, a large number of hardware accessories require individual hand-made molds, and each pattern needs to be made separately. Each piece is a unique item, with extremely high collectible value.

Xiaxia's family was in a similar situation to hers; both of them were well-off. But this level of customization was never something that could be done simply by having money; you had to find an artisan whose aesthetic sense matched yours and whose skills were superb.

After the drawings were sent out, a long wait ensued.

The chat window was quiet; the gray "read" status below indicated that the other party had received the picture, but there were no new messages.

Every minute felt incredibly long.

Seeing Xiaxia's tense expression, Wuyuzi gently advised, "Take photos first, then eat, otherwise you'll end up using bread as weapons. And Mrs. Resistor isn't going anywhere with you here."

Xiaxia thought about it and realized that it made sense. Eating wasn't the main issue; the important thing was that she hadn't taken a picture of Yuyu yet.

Back at the warehouse, Su Yuqing and He Miao stared at the complete blueprints sent by the other party for a long time without being able to utter a single word.

"Good heavens, no wonder the deposit was eight or nine thousand right off the bat. If I were to order this set, I wouldn't take it for less than fifty thousand. The fabrics all have strict requirements, and just the handmade molds and hardware alone are a terrifying amount of work. For a single person to make it, the production time is conservatively estimated to be at least six months..."

Although He Miao wasn't a fashion design major, just looking at this long list of drawings, with each small accessory having at least four or five detailed views from different angles, she knew it was a massive project.

Cheng You was also attracted by the commotion. She quietly moved her chair, taking small bites of the second Shan Hai Dou from the box while glancing at the design on He Miao's phone screen.