There is no technical content in testing the mask. It is basically just letting the maid try it to see if there is any allergic reaction on her face.
Li Qinzai is confident in his formula. The ginseng, pearl powder, and several herbs in it have no irritation or side effects on human skin.
The maid watched with trepidation as Li Qinzai dug out a large piece of paste from a small bottle and spread the paste evenly on her face with small wood chips as if scraping the wall.
Soon the maid's little face was covered with gray-black paste.
"Fifth Young Master, slave, slave... I'm afraid." The maid said in a tearful voice.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will ruin you? Are you crazy? Am I a man you can get so easily?"
The maid was stunned for a moment, and saw that Li Qinzai's demeanor and tone did not seem to mean to harm her, so she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing the maid's reaction, Li Qinzai felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Although I am not exactly as handsome as Pan An, I still have the air of a troubled young man. If I insist on washing my face twice a day, I still look a bit handsome. Your expression of relief is really a bit insulting.
After applying the mask, it was supposed to take half an hour to burn the incense, but the maid sat on her knees in the room, not daring to move.
Li Qinzai's mouth was a little dry, so he had nothing to say.
"Have I ever abused the maids in the house before?"
The maid blinked, didn't move, and didn't speak.
Li Qinzai didn't urge him. He looked up at the beams and murmured: "Butler Wu said I was angry. It seems I should find a woman to calm down the anger..."
The maid was frightened and said hurriedly: "Yes!"
Li Qinzai was shocked. Has his predecessor really done this? He doesn't even let go of the grass beside his nest, how hungry he is.
The maid then carefully explained: "...it's not a waste. Six years ago, you and Lin Nu were quite close. The slaves all thought that you would take Lin Nu into your house as a concubine. But later, for some unknown reason, Lin Nu Quietly left Li Mansion."
Li Qinzai couldn't sit still more and more. He didn't expect that his casual chat would lead to the discovery of his ex's romantic gossip.
"Is Nu Lin also a maid in the mansion?"
"Yes, I heard that she was the daughter of a prison officer. She was implicated in her work. She was originally going to work as a dancer in the inner court. However, her husband had an old relationship with her relatives and came forward to protect her and several relatives and let her work in the palace. The maid."
The maid glanced at him carefully and said softly: "She is your personal maid and only serves you. In those years, Fifth Young Master and Lin Nu were very close. Have you forgotten, Fifth Young Master?"
Li Qinzai said nothing, frowning and thinking.
Obviously, there's a story here.
But Li Qinzai didn't know what the story was. He occupied the body of the Tang Dynasty, but he did not integrate into this person's life.
He secretly memorized the name "Lin Nu". It happened five years ago. Li Qinzai knew that he wouldn't be able to find out anything if he asked now, but he would gradually find out in the future.
"When the time comes, go and wash your face with cold water." Li Qinzai ordered.
The maid washed her face obediently, then touched the smooth skin and said in surprise: "Fifth Young Master, this slave's face seems to be a little different."
"What's the difference?" Li Qinzai asked with a smile.
"I don't know what to say, slave. It seems that my skin has become firmer and refreshed..." The maid tried hard to organize the words.
"Are there any adverse reactions? Itching, pain, etc."
"No."
Li Qinzai laughed and said it was done.
…………
In the bedroom of the main house in the backyard, Li Qinzai took matters into his own hands and slowly applied the facial mask to his mother Li Cui's face using small pieces of wood.
Ms. Li Cui is in her forties. Her skin has become saggy and there are many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and forehead.
Li Qinzai applied it very carefully, as if he was carving a piece of art.
Li Cui's serious and focused look made her want to laugh, so Li Qinzai hurriedly said: "Mother, don't laugh. Don't smile when applying the mask, otherwise it will be ineffective."
"Okay, if you don't want to smile, just wipe it off."
Li Siwen sat on his knees by the table, pretending to be flipping through a book, and rolling his eyes at Li Qinzai from time to time.
These weird things that Li Qinzai did were not on the right track for Li Siwen.
Li Siwen is a famous general, but he is a pure scholar. In the eyes of scholars, as long as others do not study, they are evil and evil.
Li Qinzai saw his father's eyes roll, but he didn't care.
Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, don’t bully young people into poverty. The boy you keep rolling your eyes at will soon be poor.
After half an hour of burning incense, Mrs. Li Cui washed her face, and Li Qinzai diligently brought a bronze mirror.
After looking in the mirror and touching the skin on her face, Li Cui said pleasantly: "My son is really extraordinary. After using this product, his skin feels much more comfortable and is very firm..."
Pulling Li Qinzai's sleeve, Mrs. Li Cui pointed to the bronze mirror and said happily: "My son, look, the wrinkles at the corners of my mother's eyes have faded a lot. This thing called a facial mask is really useful!"
Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Mother applies it every day before going to bed. If she persists, I guarantee that her mother will be ten years younger."
Mrs. Li Cui covered her mouth and kept laughing: "It's great to be ten years younger. Those noble ladies in Chang'an City will be jealous to death."
Li Qinzai said sweetly: "Mom is ten years younger. Let me call you sister from now on. It sounds nice to me..."
Mrs. Li Cui laughed more and more uncontrollably.
But Li Siwen threw the book hard on the table and snorted: "What a mess! Where are the common etiquette! You evil beast, I have tolerated you for a long time!"
Mrs. Li Cui's happy mood was interrupted. She looked at him with evil eyes and said, "How are you treating me, husband? Your child is filial to me, and you are very jealous."
Too lazy to pay attention to Li Siwen, Li Cui turned to Li Qinzai and smiled: "This thing is so magical. My son has a clever mind, and the things he created casually are extraordinary."
Li Qinzai tentatively said: "Mother, if you use our Li family's shop to sell this thing in Chang'an City, I don't know..."
Li Cui's eyes lit up, she carefully looked at the small bottle containing the facial mask, and said: "My son is right, this thing is extraordinary. If it can be sold, it will definitely make a lot of money. Our Li family has dozens of shops in Chang'an City. , all under the name of my maternal uncle, if it can be spread and sold..."
Then Li Cui said excitedly: "Husband..."
Li Siwen's expression was calm, but his ears were kept high. When he heard this, he said in a serious voice: "I don't know, don't ask me about business affairs."
Mrs. Li Cui snorted and said, "You pretend to be so noble in front of the child!"
Li Cui asked again: "Qin Zai, how much can this product produce per month? Can it be used by Chang'an shops?"
Li Qinzai said with a smile: "The facial mask is simple to make and does not use many materials. You can make as much as you need every month. The child will give the secret recipe to his mother, and she will decide everything."
Mrs. Li Cui was so happy that she rubbed his head vigorously and said with a smile: "My son has grown up and is promising."
Then Mrs. Li Cui said seriously: "You made the facial mask, but the secret recipe must not be leaked. It belongs to our Li family, do you understand? Come on, give the secret recipe to your mother, and she will keep it for you."
Li Qinzai took out the secret recipe without hesitation and handed it to her.
The Li family has ready-made business channels, which saves Li Qinzai a lot of energy. There are dozens of shops selling facial masks, and the monthly sales volume must be quite large.
As for handing over the secret recipe, Li Qinzai felt that it didn't matter. It was only natural to hand it over to his mother.
Besides, for him, the facial mask is just a small thing for him to practice and earn some pocket money. There will be many ways to make money in the future.
In this era, everyone's family imprint is very deep, and Li Qinzai doesn't want to be too clearly separated from the Li family.
Putting aside his personal emotions towards this family, he also needs the protection of the Li family, and he deserves to pay something.
Mrs. Li Cui put the secret recipe away with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my son, I will tell you today that our family will build two workshops in Zhuangzi outside the city and summon the farmers to make facial masks. They can be supplied to Chang'an City in a few days." .”
"With this thing, the ladies of Chang'an City will be very happy, because they can also take advantage of my son."
Li Qinzai smiled honestly.
Li Cui quickly glanced at Li Siwen, and then said with a smile: "Qin Zai's abilities are getting better and better. I am very happy for my mother and your father. You have caused trouble before, and your father must discipline him strictly. Now that you are sensible, , it’s not appropriate to discipline him anymore when he’s done something good.”
"From today onwards, if my son is short of expenses, he can go to the accounting office to withdraw it. I will make the decision for my mother!"
Li Qinzai happily bowed and thanked him.
Li Siwen on the side was no longer calm, and wanted to object, but then he thought, even if he cut off his son's monthly pocket money, with his son's miraculous ability now, he would probably not be short of money in the future.
Simply put, economic sanctions have no effect on him.
I'm so confused, where did this bastard son suddenly show up with such unpredictable abilities?
Snorting dissatisfied, Li Siwen muttered in a low voice: "You can't withdraw money randomly. There are still father and brothers at home. It's not about money. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality. The Li family's Family tradition..."
After muttering in a low voice, Mrs. Li Cui smiled happily and said, "Listen, your father happily agreed."
Li Qinzai was astonished. Among the long words of his father, which words expressed the meaning of "happy agreement"?
It's amazing. Could it be official slang?
