Even if Li Shu didn't say anything, the first thing Zhu Pingan did when he came back was to take a shower.
But I don’t know why, when I see the barrel, I always think of Sima Guang, even though he smashed the vat.
In ancient times, wooden barrels were used to take baths. Ancient bath barrels were all made of wooden barrels. They were first made of dry wood. After they were made, they were soaked in water so that the wood would expand and prevent leakage. The more a wooden barrel is used, the less likely it is to leak. The manufacturing process of wooden barrels is quite complicated. In ancient times, there was a profession called cooper who specialized in making barrels. A wooden barrel went through dozens of steps from material selection to finished product. It was quite durable and would be maintained with a kind of oil.
The water in the barrel was steaming, and Zhu Pingan went in and took a hot bath while it was still hot.
But when Zhu Pingan was washing for a while and wanted to get a towel, he touched a pair of small hands. Zhu Pingan was startled. He turned his head suddenly and saw the red-faced Baozi Xiaobao who wanted to lower his head to his neck. Maid.
"Aunt...uncle, little lady, she asked me to come in and rub your back."
Baozi's little maid's voice was trembling, and her trembling hands held the towel and wiped it on Zhu Ping'an's back with trembling hands.
"No, no, I can do it myself. You can go out first."
Zhu Ping'an took the towel from the little maid Baozi's hand, and then waved his hand silently to signal the little maid Baozi to go out.
In costume dramas, there are indispensable scenes of beauties or noble men bathing and changing clothes. The masters are served by maids and enter a large wooden barrel to bathe in hot water full of petals, because ancient times were not the showers we have in our homes today. , it was very convenient. At that time, when it was cold, you had to heat the water, and it was not convenient to sit in the bucket to pick up things. In the end, someone had to wait for rinsing and wiping. If it's a gentleman or something taking a bath, and the mood is high, there may be a few inappropriate shots.
Although Zhu Pingan is also a little yearning for it, he has absolutely no such bad taste now. He is only that old now. My body doesn’t allow it yet.
In addition, he and the scheming girl Li Shu are just having fun now, and their marriage in the future will not count. In ancient times, people were very particular about dowry maids. This bun maid was Li Shu's dowry maid. Why cause more trouble.
The scheming girl Li Shu sent her dowry maid over, but she didn’t know what she was planning!
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an sent Baozi's little maid away.
"But, uncle...Miss, it's what the lady ordered." The little maid behind the tub blushed. Hold the corners of your clothes like an ostrich.
"It's okay, let's go out." Zhu Pingan waved again.
Because of Zhu Ping'an's insistence, the red-faced ostrich-shaped little girl with buns felt like she had been granted amnesty. She backed away towards the door with her face red and her head lowered, almost hitting a pillar.
Seeing Baozi's little maid go out, Zhu Pingan breathed out. Really, this evil old society has too many traps.
"one two three four five six......"
Li Shu looked at the door of the inner room with an expressionless face and counted silently. When she counted to ten, she saw the little maid Baozi walking out of the bedroom with a blushing face and her head lowered.
He saw the little maid Baozi exiting. Li Shu had a satisfied look on her face and murmured in a low voice, "You know the truth."
"Miss, aunt... uncle won't let me rub my back." The little maid Baozi blushed with embarrassment. She was so nervous about the scene just now that she stuttered.
"Oh, forget it if you don't let me." Li Shu said lightly.
After the episode involving Baozi's little maid, Zhu Ping'an hurriedly took a shower, dried his body, and got dressed. ,
"Ah, why are you wearing these shabby clothes again?" Li Shu looked at the clothes Zhu Pingan was wearing. Lao Gao with a little pout.
"My mother worked on this dress by herself, stitch by stitch, and stayed up for several nights to make it. In my heart, this is the best dress." Zhu Pingan glanced at Li Shu and said lightly.
"But. Do you know where we are going?" Li Shu stamped her foot angrily, "There are some people in the old house who like the superiors and suppress the inferiors."
"So what, I am a commoner." Zhu Ping'an curled his lips slightly.
"You...Okay, I admit that what I just said was wrong. I shouldn't dislike the clothes made by my aunt." Li Shu glared hard at Zhu Pingan. Then the boss reluctantly apologized to Zhu Pingan in a low voice.
Well
Unexpectedly, Zhu Pingan really didn't expect that such an arrogant and stinky girl like Li Shu would apologize. The probability of Li Shu apologizing seems to be lower than that of the sun rising in the west. It is simply impossible. But now this girl actually apologized. Although her attitude and expression did not show any intention to apologize, she did apologize sincerely.
As a result, Zhu Pingan was a little stunned when he heard the words.
"Uncle, let me help you change your clothes." The little maid Baozi said at the right time, then ran up to Zhu Pingan and helped Zhu Pingan change clothes very attentively.
Because undergarments are also worn under ancient costumes, it won’t be embarrassing to change into.
By the time Zhu Pingan reacted, Baozi's little maid had already diligently helped Zhu Pingan change his coat into another one. The robe is made of fine silk, embroidered with ink bamboo, tied around the waist, and covered with an eggplant-colored fox fur jacket. It is tight on the inside and loose on the outside. The clothes fit inexplicably, as if they were tailor-made.
The little maid Baozi also dried her hair with a towel, combed it again, tied a bun on top of her head, and wrapped a net towel around her head to fix her hair.
"Miss, look, my uncle is more energetic after putting on his clothes." After the little maid Baozi packed it for Zhu Pingan, she sighed with a sense of accomplishment.
Hearing this, Zhu Pingan was speechless. I feel more energetic when I put on clothes? This girl made it sound like I didn't even wear clothes before.
Li Shu glanced at Zhu Ping'an, her eyes lit up slightly, but her mouth was flat and she said, "No matter how good the clothes are, they still have an earthy smell."
After changing clothes, Zhu Pingan put the clothes made by his mother Chen into his luggage and put them away. He also packed up his other things in the room, and then went downstairs at Li Shu's urging.
The waiter who was busy downstairs was not too surprised when he saw Zhu Pingan's outfit. He thought that Zhu Pingan should have looked like a son of such a wealthy family. When Li Shu came to the inn just now, the waiter had this idea. Now it has been confirmed. His attitude toward Zhu Pingan was even more respectful.
After leaving the inn, I got on the carriage again, and the carriage headed all the way to the west city, to the old house Li Shu mentioned.
From the direction of the carriage, Zhu Ping'an deduced that the Li Shu family was indeed extraordinary.
There is a folk proverb in Beijing: "The east city is rich, the west city is expensive, the south city is poor, and the north city is poor." This proverb can be confirmed by measuring the width and narrowness of alleys in various urban areas of the capital. Because from the width and narrowness of the alley, you can judge the wealth or poverty, power or humbleness of the residents therein. For those who have royal palaces, official residences, or what is commonly known as the gate of a big house, the alley should not be narrower than one foot (about two meters), just to make it easier to walk. Four behind the four eight carry the sedan chair in and out. Most of the alleys in the east and west cities are spacious and straight, while most of the alleys in the south and north cities are narrow and winding. The former must be careful because of the entry and exit of sedan chairs, while the latter is careless because of the citizens' walking.
Therefore, Zhu Pingan concluded this. (To be continued.)
