MTL - Restart Spain-Chapter 41 Miss Coco

After the signing of the "North American Peace Treaty" with the British on January 21, 1876, it meant that the threat to Spain's periphery was basically eliminated.

Under the construction of Morocco's youth workforce, the country's railways are also slowly being built, and it is expected that the construction will be successful in four or five years.

There is no clue about the improvement of the internal combustion engine. It can be said that Spain has entered a stage of stable development. The domestic rebellion has basically ended, the political stability has also been restored, and the hostile forces abroad have also eased.

The income of the arms industry is as high as one billion competition towers. This is a high return that is impossible for any industry. Because it is a government industry, removing the cost is pure income.

The next few years will definitely be the bulk of fiscal revenue, followed by agricultural revenue, which is still an indispensable part of fiscal revenue.

There is no way to change the agricultural and sideline products Alfonso for the time being, but another pillar industry in Spain, the textile industry and wool, can indeed develop well.

The textile industry and clothing industry are still the third largest source of financial revenue in the country until later generations.

As for clothing, no one is more suitable for publicity than Hepburn.

Since the New Year's parade, Isabella and Queen Maria have set their wedding date on March 1.

And Hepburn was also invited to the Royal Palace of Madrid. It was a visit on the surface, but in fact, it was the families on both sides that let the two get to know each other well in advance.

"Hepburn, why don't I design a suit for you?"

Hepburn looked stunned for a moment, and looked at Alfonso, who was smiling in surprise, at random.

"Your Majesty, will you help me design clothes?"

Hepburn was afraid that he had heard it wrong. The lord of a country made clothes for her himself. Wouldn't it be a fantasy to say it out.

"That's right, I have some thoughts in my head, you must be beautiful in dress."

Alfonso replied, then took out the white paper, took out the pen and started to draw.

In this period, the most fashionable European women should be bloomers, and noble women wore brightly colored woolen coats.

Let Alfonso judge, that is ugly and impractical.

On the paper, Hepburn's appearance was gradually revealed, and the clothes on him were indeed suits. Alfonso's more than ten years of aristocratic education made him no stranger to painting.

"Nuo, look, this is what you look like in my mind. It's simple, elegant, and dignified."

Alfonso handed over the tissue that he had drawn. The upper body was a small suit with a waistband, the lower body was a slightly tighter half, with a black hat on his head.

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"It's really beautiful, but if we get married, will this dress not conform to etiquette and damage the image of the royal family?"

Hepburn looked at herself in the painting. Although she was still good-looking, she was wearing a suit that was only worn by men in this era, which made her a little unsure.

"I am the king. I agree that you can wear it like this. I believe it will be more convenient for you to move around in private than with your heavy skirt."

Alfonso said without hesitation, this is something he prepared for the development of the textile industry. Hepburn wanted to refuse it was not easy.

"But…"

"It's nothing to worry about, wear it for me to see, I designed it carefully for you, wear it for me to see!"

Alfonso made a direct decision, not giving Hepburn a chance to refute.

"All right…"

"Howard, come in!"

He clapped his hands and called to Howard, who was waiting outside the door to demolish the bridge.

"What's the matter? Your Majesty." Howard pushed the door in and asked suspiciously.

Alfonso handed his drawing to Howard, then pointed at him and said, "Find some tailors who make suits and let them make this suit overnight."

"Hepburn, tell Howard the size of the clothes you made before!"

Looking at Howard's expressionless face, Hepburn slowly reported her size. Most of the clothes of noble women are made by sound, and they can know their size by some amount.

This is different from the inner size of ABCD women, there is nothing to be embarrassed to report, so Hepburn has no inner pressure.

"You don't have to go to a tailor. Let the tailor who makes the royal family's dresses do it directly. The fabrics are the best. I will see the finished dress tomorrow."

Alfonso believes that with the combined efforts of many court tailors, this dress will not have to take a month like a custom suit in later generations.

As for whether the tailors are in a hurry, that's not what Alfonso should be worried about. This group of people can be said to be representatives of taking money but not working much.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Howard held the blueprint in both hands, bowed his head and exited the room...

"Hepburn, in fact, I have always wanted to design a piece of clothing, and then sell it to lead the trend. You are the best model given to me by God."

Alfonso showed a happy look and hugged Hepburn.

"Your Majesty, I am honored to be able to help you fulfill your dreams."

Hepburn blushed as if dripping blood, she didn't expect Alfonso to hug her suddenly.

Suddenly, Alfonso turned his head back, looked at Hepburn's big dark blue eyes, and was silent for a while~www.novelbuddy.com~ If it can really attract a lot of people's likes, I think we will open a clothing store in the future. Company, spread the clothes we designed all over the world, and people will definitely recognize us in the future. "

Hepburn, who almost closed his eyes, twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth, but looking at Alfonso's expectant eyes, he felt a little helpless.

"Okay, I will help you, my majesty!"

His Majesty's words accentuated his tone, obviously a little dissatisfied, but Alfonso, who was a virgin in two lifetimes, naturally couldn't hear it.

"Well, when the clothes are made, we will set up our own brand, and then I will ask Le Monde to promote it for us, what do you think?"

Alfonso looked at Hepburn with anticipation. It can be said that Hepburn's aesthetics can represent most aristocratic women in this era. If she really thinks it looks good, there must be no problem.

Alfonso's customer target is temporarily set at middle-class family women and aristocratic women around the world, and the consumption level of ordinary people cannot keep up.

In the final analysis, the people's life is not rich enough, and no one buys it is the fundamental problem.

"Well, if you think it works, I think this brand must be the best."

Hepburn looked at the 19-year-old man with light in his eyes, and couldn't help but want to support him.

"Then what's the name of our brand? Your Majesty." Hepburn asked.

Alfonso didn't answer in a hurry, but quietly looked at Hepburn's beautiful face.

"Miss Coco, let's call it this, cute and beautiful lady, a brand tailored just for you."

Hepburn seemed to think of something, and her face turned red with a brush. Girls in the 19th century could stand the earthy love words of the 21st century...

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