Chapter 4 Space Reception
Song Li thought wistfully as she drifted off to sleep.
In her dream, she seemed to have returned to that villa, but she was in the yard and the gate was blocked by mist, so she couldn't get in.
But the yard was thriving, filled with flowers and plants, including aloe vera, roses, and centella asiatica... all natural raw materials for making cosmetics.
There is also a spring in the corner of the courtyard. The water flows gently and is clear and cool with a hint of blue. It looks very special.
Song Li was pleasantly surprised. Space?
It's finally here!
She quickly drank a mouthful of spring water. It tasted sweet, and after swallowing it, a warm current flowed through her limbs and bones, making her feel full of strength.
She punched the rock and cried out in surprise.
The stone split in two, but the hand remained unharmed.
It truly is the legendary sacred spring!
With this ability, she has an extra layer of protection in this cannibalistic world.
While I was happy, I couldn't help but think that it would be great if those flowers and plants in the field could be made into beauty products.
Unfortunately, she's just a beauty influencer; although she knows the ingredients in cosmetics, she doesn't understand the proper proportions.
It seems we still need to study it gradually.
Just as she was thinking this, a virtual screen appeared in front of her, which turned out to be her phone screen from her previous life!
According to the instructions on the phone, she needs to upgrade her space to unlock it. Each upgrade unlocks a recipe, and every three upgrades can dispel the fog and open a room, each containing a secret manual for making divine cosmetics.
The upgrade method is simple: just harvest the flowers and plants in the yard.
Song Li quickly rolled up her sleeves and got to work, picking all the harvestable flowers and herbs. When she saw the screen display that her experience points were full, she had successfully leveled up to level one.
A collection of cosmeceutical formulas pops up. When you open it, all the images are grayed out and locked, except for the first one which is lit up: Whitening Foundation.
Ancient people used either hot and humid glutinous rice flour or toxic lead powder to whiten their skin. This formula could help her open up the market.
Song Li instantly felt a sense of happiness, as if she had found a treasure.
Only then did the heart that had been transported to another world finally find peace.
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The next day, before dawn, Song Li woke up.
It wasn't that she wanted to wake up; she was exhausted from yesterday's day and really wanted to sleep a little longer.
But this new body has a biological clock, and it wakes up at a certain time, so it can't fall back asleep.
Sigh, what a miserable life this original owner of must have lived before!
No, they're not even as good as cattle or horses!
Song Li sighed and resignedly got out of bed in the dark.
The formula for the whitening foundation specifies that it must contain morning dew from orchid petals in a mountain stream; it cannot be replaced with spring water, so she has to go into the mountains to collect it.
After washing up, Song Li sat down at her dressing table, opened He Shi's dressing box, dipped an eyebrow pencil in rouge, and drew a scar on her face.
—I fooled Mr. Wang with my disfigurement yesterday, so I have to put on a show first.
Her makeup skills were superb; in no time, the pretty girl in the bronze mirror had a realistic scar on her face.
I looked left and right, and found no flaws. I was satisfied.
After finishing the painting, she found a veil and put it on.
On the bed behind her, Song Xiaoxiao also woke up, staring at Song Li with her big, dark eyes wide open.
"Sis, what are you doing?"
Song Li smiled and said, "I'm so pretty, wouldn't it be a loss if someone saw me? So I have to cover myself up to avoid being taken advantage of."
In the wicked old society, even being beautiful was a problem for ordinary people.
"Oh." Song Xiaoxiao nodded as if she understood, then asked, "Then, sister, are we going to fetch water again today?"
The He family has always been particular about drinking water, insisting that it must be sweet mountain spring water. Therefore, they require their members to go to the mountains to fetch fresh spring water before dawn every day and fill the two large water vats.
It was pitch black outside, and the mountain roads were dark and difficult to traverse. Song Xiaoxiao wasn't afraid of hard work, but she dreaded going into the mountains to fetch water every morning.
Song Li turned her head and said, "Of course I'll go."
She needed to go into the mountains to collect dew, and she was worried about leaving Song Xiaoxiao alone at home, so she had to take her with her.
"Get up, it's frosty outside, wear more clothes."
Song Li opened the trunk and handed Song Xiaoxiao a gray squirrel fur short jacket that He Shi usually treasured the most.
Song Xiaoxiao held the thick fur coat in her hands, feeling timid and hesitant to wear it. But when she looked at the frosty roof outside the window, she couldn't help but shiver.
Mrs. He never made cotton-padded clothes for them. They only had two sets of single-layer clothes to change into throughout the year. Whenever it got cold, she would get cold and have diarrhea every time she came back from fetching water in the mountains.
Being called a lazy donkey on a millstone not only makes things difficult and uncomfortable, but it also causes a lot of trouble.
Song Li lit the stove, heated up the leftover chicken soup from last night, added spiritual spring water, and had a bowl each with Song Xiaoxiao for breakfast.
outside the house.
"You dare to turn on the lights so early in the morning? What a waste of money!"
He stared intently at the lights that had come on in the house across the street, gritting her teeth.
That little bitch not only stole her chicken and occupied her house, but she also dared to turn on the lights first thing in the morning. Doesn't that waste oil?
Five qian of silver for a pot of kerosene! One pot of oil is enough to buy five chickens!
So that little slut wasn't burning her own money!
What a spendthrift!
She shoved Song Lao Er, who was sleeping like a log beside her, and said, "Aren't you going to do anything about this? Are you even a man?"
Song Lao Er yawned and said lazily:
"Why should I care? That brat has become even more unruly since she went to Old Man Wang's house. I bet that old man is just trying to please her and back her up because he thinks she's pretty! If you're not afraid of offending the Wang family, then go ahead and do what you want."
Mrs. He was taken aback: "You mean it was Old Wang who gave her the courage?"
"Otherwise what? Confucius once said, 'A woman should obey her husband after marriage.' Once a woman is married, she will naturally stand tall."
"If you ask me, it's your fault too. Why did you sell her to the Wang family for the same price? You could have sold her directly to a brothel, where she'd be entertaining all sorts of customers. That brat would have been tainted long ago, yet she still dares to be so arrogant. Even if she did, the madam would have kept an eye on her for us. Wouldn't that have been much easier?"
He immediately felt regret.
"Are we just going to let this little bitch ride on our necks and poop and pee?"
Song Lao Er remained lazy and said, "What's the rush? She's a married woman, and just a concubine. How long can she be arrogant when she comes back? We'll move back after she leaves."
"No, I'm kicking her out today!"
The more I think about it, the worse I feel.
She couldn't stand such a stifling life for even half a day!
"I'm going to the village head and accuse her of being disobedient and unfilial. I refuse to believe that this little bitch can defy the heavens!"
As he spoke, he got out of bed and put on his shoes.
Song Lao Er hurriedly stood up and stopped him, "Don't go, it's not even dawn yet, there's not a soul out there. If you go now, you'll only anger the village head!"
The village head is the top leader in the village; you can't afford to offend him.
He refused to listen and insisted on going.
"Don't worry about that, I have a way of handling it!"
Song Lao Er also refused and insisted on pulling him along.
The couple was arguing when suddenly a voice came from the side.
"Mother, go ahead, I support you."
Song Yu sat up from under the covers and said seriously.
He didn't want to squeeze into his own little bed with his parents anymore; it was too uncomfortable, and he couldn't sleep well last night because of the squeezing.
Unaware of his thoughts, Mrs. He gently cupped her son's face in her hands, kissed his soft cheek, and said with a smile:
"My son is so good; he knows how to care for his mother."
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