Qinghe County.
The county town is very lively.
The capital is neither far nor near from here.
The coup two years ago did not have much impact here.
The people still live and work in peace and contentment.
There are many street vendors.
There are quite a few pedestrians coming and going.
You can tell the identities of all kinds of people just by looking at their clothes.
Ordinary people all wore coarse cloth shorts to facilitate their work.
Those who have some money will change into a long gown when going out.
The wealthy businessmen and landlords were all dressed in gorgeous clothes.
The students naturally wore a silk scarf and a set of student uniforms that looked very fairy-like.
There are also many women on the street.
But most of them are ordinary people.
In families with some money, women usually do not have to go out to make a living.
There are also some ladies and young ladies from wealthy families.
But most of these people rarely walk on the streets. Most of the time, they take a carriage directly to the designated shop.
I stayed in the shop for a long time.
Xin Guoguo walked and looked, thinking in her heart.
The beauty system is a must-have.
But the tasks of this dog system are very strange.
The first task is to put makeup on the man.
Now he is asked to put makeup on a noble lady and make her stunning.
When Xin Guoguo heard about this task, she said:
In ancient times, women from ordinary families only put on makeup once in their lives, and that was when they got married.
Some women don't even wear makeup on their wedding day, and walk from their parents' home to their husband's home with a bare face.
In the entire Xiaoyang Village, she didn't see a woman wearing makeup.
The Daewoo Dynasty does not allow the random killing of cattle.
Therefore, in this era when lip balm was still made from ox marrow and cinnabar, the price of rouge and powder was so high that ordinary people might not be able to afford it in their entire lives.
She was barely able to make her own rouge.
If you want to make your own lip balm, forget it.
In such a context, only wealthy families could afford rouge and powder.
But how could a family like this be without servants?
Naturally, the makeup was done by the servants.
How could it be her turn?
Although she was confident in her skills, she couldn't just knock on the door and ask directly:
"Hey, do you want me to do your makeup? I'm really good at it!"
hehe!
If people don't beat her with big sticks when the time comes, it means they are well-mannered!
After much deliberation, Xin Guoguo finally set her sights on the rouge shops.
If someone buys rouge, it means they need to put on makeup.
Could she start with the maids who helped their master buy rouge?
But in this case, she either has to convince the shopkeeper to cooperate with her.
Otherwise, you have to pay for it yourself and risk being kicked out by the shopkeeper to find customers.
The more Xin Guoguo thought about it, the clearer her mind became.
"Mom, let's go there."
As she spoke, she pulled Old Lady Xin towards the nearest rouge shop.
When Mrs. Xin saw her daughter's goal, she immediately panicked:
"Guoya, are you out of rouge?"
Does my daughter want to buy rouge?
But the money at home...
Old Mrs. Xin subconsciously pinched her collar.
There was two taels of silver stuffed in there that she took with her when she went out.
She thought Guoya came to the county to buy cloth to make clothes.
A box of rouge costs five taels of silver, which is not enough for her!
"How about we come again? Mom didn't bring enough money."
Old Mrs. Xin did not hide it from her daughter.
Xin Guoguo smiled and said, "Mom, I still have my rouge! I just want to try and find a job."
Old Mrs. Xin really loves her daughter.
Even though rouge is so expensive, she always keeps it for her daughter.
"ah?"
Old Mrs. Xin was a little slow to react.
"Mom, what do you think of the painting I drew for Zhirong and the others yesterday?"
Old Lady Xin was a daughter of a flatterer, so of course she immediately replied, "Beautiful! Of course it's beautiful! I have such a skillful hand!"
Xin Guoguo knew she had a "good girl filter", but she didn't expose it:
"So, I thought I'd go ask if anyone needs me to put makeup on."
Mrs. Xin immediately felt distressed:
"Guoya, mother can support you! You don't need to find a job! This kind of work of serving others is not for human beings. Let's not go, ah."
She held her daughter's hand and refused to let her go.
Xin Guoguo did not resist, stopped and looked at her:
"Mom, I don't want to serve others. I want to cooperate with them. Let's discuss it together."
"Yeah?"
Old Mrs. Xin was a little confused.
Then, isn’t the person who does makeup a servant? Isn’t that just serving people?
But she trusted her daughter completely.
At this moment, two ideas were colliding in my head, and neither of them was convinced.
But Xin Guoguo took advantage of her daze and pulled her into the Hongyan Pavilion.
As soon as I entered the door, a female worker from the store came up to me with a smile on her face:
"Hello, what can I do for you?"
Xin Guoguo also smiled back: "Let me take a look first."
"Okay." The female worker said, turned and left.
Where Xin Guoguo couldn't see, he curled his lips, his eyes full of disdain.
Xing Guoguo didn't notice this.
The waitress has gone to greet other customers.
This store looks neither big nor small.
The counter is filled with a wide variety of women's products.
There are several kinds of combs: wooden combs, ceramic combs, bone combs, jade combs, etc.
There are also bronze mirrors of various sizes, some handheld and some placed on dressing tables.
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