"This woman is firstly a child and secondly a face. If she doesn't occupy both of them, it would be a joke."
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Mrs. Zhao couldn't hear the comments of people outside, but Ke Wenxi listened to every word.
She looked at Mrs. Zhao without leaving any trace. She was not ugly, but her skin was a little rough and dull, and there were some acne, but these could be treated.
As for being unable to have children?
She took the opportunity to help her adjust her cuffs and checked her pulse a few times. It was just some common gynecological inflammation. As long as it was cured, it would be easy to give birth to a child even in her thirties.
"Bring out any good materials you have here!" Mrs. Zhao sat on a chair, leaning her back on the soft cushion that the maid took out, and said with a somewhat impatient expression.
"Okay." Wen Xi whispered a few words to Xiao Yu, and soon a dozen maids filed in carrying trays.
Mrs. Zhao looked at the various Yun Ling brocades on the tray, and her eyes took on a different color.
"It's really beautiful." She pointed to one of the purple ones and said, "Don't use this one, wrap up the others."
When Wen Xi saw her kicking off the purple one, she secretly laughed in her heart. Mrs. Zhao also knew her shortcomings. Her skin was dull, and the purple would only make it look darker.
"Ma'am, are you worried that this purple material will make your complexion look ugly?" Wen Xi said without hesitation.
Mrs. Zhao's face suddenly changed when she heard this. The maid next to her saw that Mrs. Zhao was angry and said in a sharp voice: "How dare you! How dare you say this to our wife? Do you want to continue running this clothing store?"
When Wen Xi heard what she said, he just smiled lightly: "Madam, you misunderstood me. I just wanted to help Madam."
"Hmph, you're talking nonsense..." Before the maid could finish speaking, Mrs. Zhao raised her hand to interrupt: "Help me? How can you help me?"
"Madam, do you often have trouble sleeping all night, with inaccurate monthly readings and constant pain in your lower abdomen?"
Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but be surprised. How did she know these symptoms?
The last time I invited a doctor with excellent medical skills, the doctor took the pulse for a long time before saying this.
When she didn't answer, Wen Xi knew that he was right, and added: "I often feel a headache every morning when I wake up, and my appetite is not good."
"Exactly." Mrs. Zhao said in a somewhat anxious tone, "Could it be that I have some strange disease?"
"Madam, you are worrying too much. You just have some inflammation. I will prescribe you a few pills, which will take effect in three to five days. Once the inflammation is gone, your complexion will naturally improve."
"Is it that simple? My body and skin will be better?"
"Of course not." Wen Xi took out two porcelain jars from Xiao Yu's tray: "This is a facial mask I developed myself. The one in the cyan jar is for hydrating and anti-inflammatory, and the one on the right is for whitening. Use them alternately, and the effect will be very good. "She opened the green jar, and a faint fragrance came out, which made people feel refreshed and happy: "If Madam has time, you can try it now."
Mrs. Zhao smelled the smell inside the porcelain bottle and knew it was top quality.
"Okay, I will believe you once, Madam."
After the maid helped her clean her face, the rouge and gouache on her face was washed away, making her skin appear darker and rougher. Wen Xi taught the maid how to use the facial mask step by step.
The moment the mask was applied to her face, Mrs. Zhao felt as if her skin was surrounded by a magical liquid.
In fact, it was indeed a magical liquid.
Wenxi added spiritual spring water to the facial mask. The rougher the skin, the more obvious the effect.
Mrs. Zhao applied it for a while, and when the maid was about to wash off the mask, she even knocked over the basin in her hand when she saw her face.
"I forgive you, ma'am, I didn't do it on purpose."
"I can't even carry the basin of water well, that's all, please help me clean my face!" Mrs. Zhao felt that her face felt more comfortable than ever before, so she didn't want to argue with the maid, otherwise she would be severely punished for being so careless.
"Madam...your face..."
"My face? What's wrong?"
Wen Xi smiled and brought the bronze mirror. When Mrs. Zhao looked over, she almost screamed in fright. What was that dark thing on her face in the mirror?
"It seems that the effect of the facial mask is really good." Wen Xi's mouth curved even wider.
The maid quickly washed away the black stuff on Mrs. Zhao's face with water. It took three basins of water to change the appearance of Mrs. Zhao's face.
After wiping it clean with a towel, even the maid who had served her for many years couldn't help but be stunned. Why was my wife's skin completely different from before?
"Take a look!" The maid quickly took the bronze mirror from Wen Xi's hand: "Madam, your skin is much better than it was just now."
Mrs. Zhao touched her face in disbelief. She had not had such smooth skin for more than ten years.
"This facial mask of yours is so amazing!" Mrs. Zhao said in surprise, "How much silver? How much do you want, Mrs. Zhao?"
"Five hundred taels a jar."
"My wife wants it!" Her attitude was not as arrogant as when she first arrived, with a smile on her face: "I never thought that in such a remote town, there would be such a wonderful person like you. , it seems that this small town can’t accommodate you, not even Qingping County can accommodate you.”
"Thank you, Madam, for the compliment." Wen Xi said with a smile, "Nishangfang will open a branch in Qingping County in the future, and I would like to invite you, Madam, to come and visit us."
"The relationship is so good. Opening a store in Qingping County will save my wife from running back and forth."
Mrs. Zhao waved her hand and saw the maid take out a small box from her arms.
"I heard that the jewelry master of Nishangfang is also an expert who can be met but not sought after. I have a few east beads that I want to make into hairpins. I wonder if the master can do it well?"
After saying this, the maid opened the box.
A few white dongzhu lay there quietly.
Is this Dongzhu?
Isn't this just an ordinary pearl?
It is still the most worthless pearl among the modern pearls.
Seeing that she had been staring at the Dongzhu in the box, Mrs. Zhao thought that she had never seen such a precious thing. Her tone was a little arrogant: "This Dongzhu was sent to the palace by my master during the Chinese New Year last year." , the nobles in the palace rewarded it, and it is absolutely impossible to see it on the market. After all, ordinary people cannot afford such a precious treasure."
Wen Xi just smiled. In the first room he opened, there seemed to be several layers of large, round pearls under the box. He didn't take it seriously yet. Why did he think the pearls that could be seen everywhere were precious? She also asked the master in the shop to make a few beaded hairpins at random. Now thinking about the expression on the master's face that was so shocked that he couldn't speak, she felt a little sorry that the master was frightened...
"Madam, you are so lucky." After saying that, Xiao Yu asked the jewelry master from the shop to come over.
When the master saw the Dongzhu in the box, his face showed no emotion at all. He just said lightly: "Madam, do you want these Dongzhu to make a hairpin ring?"
"One? With so many beads, you can only make one?" Mrs. Zhao said in surprise.
"Madam, your Dongzhu is a bit small. It only looks good if you put it together." If you have never seen Wenxi's Dongzhu before, the master will definitely regard these as treasures, but for now, they can only be regarded as scraps. , after saying that, he suddenly remembered that he had just made the shopkeeper's hairpin in the afternoon.
He took out a box from his arms and handed it to Wen Xi: "Shopkeeper, your Dongzhu hairpin is ready."
