Song Lingqin eagerly pressed on, "And what about the natural makeup look? How much silver does it cost?"
Meng Zhao gently covered her mouth, revealing a gentle smile, and explained, "The so-called 'no-makeup makeup' is just some of my makeup tips. If you want to learn, you can wait until you've finished your skincare routine, and I'll teach you directly."
The girls didn't really care whether it was free or not. They had all seen Song Lingyun's changes yesterday and couldn't wait any longer. They urged the maids beside them to hurry up and pay at the counter, and each of them bought an annual card package.
Seeing that nearly a hundred taels of silver had been deposited in such a short time, Meng Jianqiu's eyes lit up. The look in his eyes when he looked at Meng Zhao was no longer just admiration, but utter reverence.
Meng Jianqiu was busy collecting payments at the counter, while Meng Zhao told He Jianxia to hurry over and prepare the necessary nursing supplies.
Although she had already received the money, the services she was supposed to provide could not be neglected in the slightest. After all, she wasn't doing a one-off business; she was counting on word-of-mouth to build a good reputation so that she could continue doing business in the long run.
A group of women dressed in brocade robes and with exquisite makeup entered the Mingxiang Tea House under Meng Zhao's guidance, instantly making the tea house even more dazzling.
"I heard from Lingyun that a women's teahouse opened next to the Treasure Pavilion, and it's true!"
"Indeed, this teahouse is exquisitely and elegantly decorated; it's clear that a lot of thought went into it."
“If any of us sisters want to get together in the future, we can come to this teahouse. Staying cooped up at home all the time is really no fun.”
A group of girls who knew each other walked together, chatting and laughing, and entered the private room in a lively atmosphere.
Meng Zhao chose the largest private room in the teahouse. The soft couch had been cleaned and tidyed, with clean sheets on it, and it exuded a faint fragrance. To provide privacy, they had also brought over a screen to block the view.
Song Lingqin insisted on being the first to do it, and the others didn't argue with her, all saying they would let her go first.
The other girls naturally didn't intend to just sit and chat idly. They first called over a waiter to bring over a pot of tea, and after the waiter finished bringing the tea, he handed over the tea menu from the shop.
Recalling the refreshing and delicious ice jelly from yesterday, Song Lingyun originally wanted to eat it again, but when she saw the dazzling array of tea menus, she couldn't help but stop and stare at them for a long time. Finally, her gaze fell on the name "Soufflé". Since she really didn't know what a soufflé was, she decided to buy it and take a look.
At this moment, Meng Zhao was sitting behind the screen, giving Song Lingqin a skin care treatment. She hadn't had time to teach this technique to anyone else yet, so she had to do everything herself.
Fortunately, He Jianxia stayed by her side the whole time, helping her get water from time to time, preparing face masks, and doing what she could to help.
After applying the face mask, Meng Zhao didn't stop. Instead, she untied the towel covering Song Lingqin's hair, stretched out her fingers, and slowly began to press the area.
There are many children in the orphanage. The director said that she couldn't sleep at night because of their noisy noise. So Meng Zhao learned this skill and would massage the director's head to help her get a good night's sleep.
After all, this skin care treatment costs nearly 140 coins. The cost of the skin care products used is not much. So, to retain customers, we need to provide more service so that every customer can feel comfortable and at ease here.
At first, Song Lingqin was a little restless, fidgeting from time to time. But as Meng Zhao gently but firmly pressed on her head, a comfortable feeling gradually spread, and she slowly calmed down, immersing herself in the pleasant sensation.
After the treatment was finished, Song Lingqin couldn't wait to run out, eager to have everyone see the results. However, no one looked at her; everyone was sitting in their chairs eating.
Song Lingqin stomped her foot in anger and said coquettishly, "Hmph, why are you all eating alone!"
Fu Wan'er was enjoying her meal when Song Lingqin startled her. She quickly swallowed the peach blossom pastry she hadn't finished chewing and soothed her, "Oh my, which celestial being has descended to earth? It's only been a short while, and she looks like she's changed completely."
“That’s right! Lingqin’s skin was already good, but now it’s even more tender, like you could squeeze water out of it, and it’s gotten even whiter!” The other girls chimed in.
Hearing everyone's praise, Song Lingqin was overjoyed and couldn't wait to pick up the bronze mirror and carefully examine her face.
Although she was usually a bit careless, she wasn't completely indifferent to her appearance. Seeing her smooth and supple skin in the mirror made her incredibly happy.
But suddenly, as if remembering something, she abruptly put down the bronze mirror, pouted, and asked, "You haven't told me yet, why are you secretly eating alone behind my back!"
Song Lingyun said, "You're getting your treatment done inside, are you expecting us all to just sit here and wait for you? If you want to eat, just order another serving."
The two of them often bickered, and seeing this, Fu Wan'er quickly stepped forward to act as a peacemaker, "Lingqin, don't be angry! Come and try this lotus flower pastry, it tastes amazing, even better than the ones from Furongfang!"
Furongfang is a famous pastry shop in the county. It has been open for more than ten years and is said to be a family-inherited craft. Song Lingqin usually loves to eat their pastries. When she heard her cousin say this, she quickly picked up a lotus flower pastry and prepared to try it.
These lotus flower pastries are not actually made with lotus flowers. Instead, the filling is wrapped in flaky pastry, shaped into a ball, and then the dough is divided into six petals with a knife before being slowly fried in oil over low heat.
As the oil temperature rises, the layers of the flaky pastry unfold, resembling a blooming lotus flower from afar, lifelike.
Song Lingqin put the lotus-shaped pastry into her mouth and took a gentle bite. The faint lotus seed paste flavor instantly spread on her tongue. Although she loved eating pastries, she usually only ate a few bites and then stopped, always finding them too sweet.
But the flavor of the lotus flower pastry was just right. After eating one, she didn't feel greasy at all. Instead, she couldn't stop eating it and couldn't wait to pick up another one.
As soon as she took a bite, her eyes widened. "Huh, this tastes different. Why is it salty?"
Fu Wan'er also looked puzzled. "Salty? The one I just ate was milky."
At this moment, Meng Zhao stepped forward and explained with a smile, "Our shop has four flavors of lotus pastry: milk, green tea, savory, and lotus seed paste. What you just ordered should be the four-color lotus pastry. Although they look similar, the color of the flower stamen is slightly different, and each one has a different flavor."
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