Chapter 41: The Truth Seems to Be a Joke
"It's better to use rice noodles!" Butterfly laughs and high-fives with a fist.
"Hey!" Lin Dai protested, "You take down the other things and give them to me?" ”
"That's not true." Butterfly smiled and shook his delicate fingers.
Lin Dai automatically brain supplemented Yang Law's "NONONO". Hey, Yang Lu is so toneful, and why is Butterfly Xiaohua so pretty, so that Lin Dai wants to bite down.
Butterfly Xiaohua pointed and pointed and talked to her about the heroes of the world...... No, no, it's still rice noodles.
Say that rice noodles are inferior? That's poor concealer! But Lin Dai doesn't need to cover up! She just needs to be properly nourished and brightened, and that's it.
So the rice noodles were lightly swept, which really lined the face of the first blooming spring flowers in February, and the butterfly smile flowers were not enough to fit. There is ready-made lead powder with a large fit, which is added with fat, and the butterfly smile flower is too sluggish.
Lin Dai just laughed, and he was in charge.
He took the mist used to raise flowers and sprinkled it lightly on Lin Dai.
This was originally used for orchids.
Orchids like to moist, but afraid of moisture, it is the mountain fog in the place to grow well, if the roots are too wet, and the roots will rot, the water is difficult to control, so it is difficult to dig a seedling orchid, and it is even more difficult to move back to the nursery to raise well. There is a very fine and very fine shower in Kesi Pavilion, which sprays out not water droplets, but water mist, which is specially designed to moisten the leaves of orchids, but does not hurt the root soil. Lin Dai had seen it there in Yunzhou, and I heard that it was sent by Xie Xiaoheng.
Butterfly smiled and washed the fog with the two servants, put in the snow water left over the next year, a small drop of rose dew, and sprayed Lin Dai with her own hands.
Lin Dai closed his eyes and raised his face.
The posture is like waiting for a kiss.
Thousands of drops of fine mist fell on her eyebrows, cheeks, and lips. Butterfly Xiaohua remembered a sentence: moisturizing things silently. There is also a sentence: "Spring breeze people." Drizzle rain man. This is a description of the teacher's work in sculpting the soul of the student.
Die Xiaohua is the teacher selected by Xie Xiaoheng, and now she is training Lin Dai, in silence. He knew that this would be the best student of his life. Neither the qualifications nor the interactive atmosphere could have been better.
This is the will of heaven, if Cui Heng is reluctant to dump the country, he will also dump the country.
As long as he gets the plan on track......
Today's lesson makes this girl's love deep-rooted. The deeper it is planted, the greater the damage that will be transferred to Cui Heng in the future.
She closed her eyes and saw nothing. Raised face, intently waiting for a kiss.
Butterfly Xiaohua stopped.
Lin Daicha was also at this time. Bowed his head. Unscrewed the neck.
He handed her the fog sprinkle and said, "Come yourself." Lin Dai also stretched out his hand at the same time and said, "I'll come by myself." ”
She sprayed the fog herself. Butterfly Xiaohua sipped another layer of powder on the silk cotton and handed it to her. Press it on your face like this. It doesn't stick the powder. The face was also patted evenly. It sticks firmly, and it is clearer than lead powder.
Lin Daiyun powder, Butterfly Xiaohua said something about rouge powder to her.
For example, flower dew. It is to put the flowers into the ou, seal and steam steadily, that is, to slowly drum into the ou with the slightest wisps of fine steam, and the flowers are steamed out of flower sweat. Flower sweat is discharged through the guò pipe, and when it is cold, it condenses into dew droplets, and some people call it flower oil, which means that it is as thick as oil. A large pot of ouzi, steamed out a drop, the soul of the flower is all condensed in it, so that the essence of the flower is concentrated to the greatest extent. After steaming a drop of flower dew, the flowers in it can no longer be used, and they have to be replaced all over the bowl, which is expensive, time-consuming and huge, so the flower dew is precious and rare.
It is also said that rice noodles, in order to select white rice, must be steamed for at least half a day to be thorough, and it must be dried and milled a few times, at least for several days, to get the finished fine powder.
There are also fats, first with fat and oil as the base, and then depending on the wax is different, adjustable soft and hard, pay attention to some but also transfer into wine, spices, angelica and other ingredients, tools have small lamps, small stoves, small buckets and small bowls, and so on. There is a table to set up.
To add color, you can use the flowers, leaves or rhizomes of plants with strong colors to grind them to get the color juice, and you can also use mineral grinding, shells and the like to grind out the color powder.
Butterfly Xiaohua said it like this, and Lin Dai could hear it. Butterfly smiled slightly: "Why don't you dislike me?" ”
Lin Dai asked: "What do you think you like?" ”
"I think I'm talking about these girlish things, it's too unkind to be a man."
She looked at him, and this time it was his turn not to see through her eyes.
Said he was going to teach her how to be more charming? In fact, he himself has changed too much in front of her. He no longer laughs with skill, no longer with so-called charming little gestures. How many years has it not been like this? Or rather...... Was he ever so natural?
Lin Dai patted his hand: "You are very good." I didn't like to hear this before, but if you say it, I love to hear it. ”
It's also true, but there are too many words that can't be put into words, and they can never be said again.
Both are too good at speculating on others and hiding themselves. So much so that the truth has become the new mask.
"If only I could help you." He said to her, "Maybe you can make a new rouge gouache?" It must be profitable to sell. ”
"It must be." "But there must have been a lot of businessmen doing this, right?" I don't quite understand. Go back and ask Aunt Ying, it would be best to open a new business, and my father and mother would be happy if they had a spirit in the sky. ”
After she took her leave, he picked up the piece of silk she had used. This time he let himself go, touching the marks she had left on the silk with his fingertips.
She walked through the path outside, where a piece of bamboo happened to be cut off, it was originally for Yun Jian, which was nothing more than a kind of acting skills, so that even if the rich young master went away, he would miss him in his heart, and he would be able to save a favor for a long time.
When the favor is long, the bamboo is short, and it has not been raised back yet. Lin Dai passed there, and when he looked back, he saw the butterfly smiling and the flowers picking up the silk, and the eyes were full of affection, overflowing like the deep sea.
"Ah," Lin Yusheng called Lin Dai in his heart, "he really loves you!" ”
"He's a joker." Lin Dai said this, and felt that it was unfair to him, so in another way, "He is good at acting." The subject turned back, "Who of us isn't?" ”
Lin Yusheng immediately raised his hand: "I'm not." ”
Lin Dai sneered: "Who is with you 'us'?" ”
Lin Yusheng is angry! - Hey, she used to be so angry and depressed that she would be uncomfortable for at least a few days. Even if Mama Qiu treats her like this, she touches her scales several times a year, making her sad and sad. This Lin Dai didn't seem to accommodate her at all, and he never backed down when he was angry with her. But how did she feel so angry that she felt ...... What about ventilation?
My chest is not so stuffy, and I don't feel so depressed, and I have the heart to care about this and that, and some of them are gone. It's weird!
She wondered there, Lin Dai had already taken a step.
Before Butterfly Xiaohua raised her eyes, Lin Dai quietly left.
On the road, there are sedan chairs of nobles passing by, and the officials are responsible for clearing the streets. Lin Dai was blocked. There was faint music in the distance.
The princess's banquet has begun. (To be continued......)