He discussed big things with her seriously, and she actually laughed?

It's too much!

Lin Meiyi laughed for a long time, and then stopped this underwhelming behavior under the other party's annoyed gaze.

"Young owner, don't think about it so much, let's do the things in front of us first, okay?"

Lin Meiyi suddenly became serious, "I think that beautiful things should not be limited to a certain class of people to enjoy, and ordinary people also have the right to beauty." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qingcheng's embarrassed mood eased, he looked at the serious woman in front of him, thinking back to what she said, and felt an indescribable power, driven by this force, it seemed that it didn't matter what power and wealth it was.

Beauty is over!

"Are you willing to do this?" Mo Qingcheng frowned and asked, he didn't believe that she was so fraternal.

Lin Meiyi raised her eyebrows, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then smiled: "What's so reluctant about this?" It's not that it's not profitable. ”

"But how can this be the same?" Mo Qingcheng tried to convince her, "You also know that in this world, those who live in the imperial city have the final say, don't you think it's a pity to give up the opportunity to enter the imperial city for the sake of ordinary people who have nothing to do with you?" ”

Lin Meiyi shook her head, "If you want to enter that city, this is not the only way. ”

"Besides...... I don't think I'm getting more than I give, so it's better to keep a low profile. ”

They are civilians, where is it so easy to enter the imperial city?

The Mo family is a businessman, even if they give lace to the most noble woman in the world, what can they do?

seems to have gained fame and fortune, but behind the scenes, I don't know how many people I have offended, pushing myself to the forefront, I didn't earn money, and I lost my life.

Mo Qingcheng listened to Lin Meiyi's words, only to feel that a scoop of cold water was poured down, completely extinguishing his impulsive heart.

Mo Qingcheng left, how excited he was when he came, and how depressed he was when he left.

Lin Meiyi put down the cold tea, sighed helplessly, got up and went back to the embroidery room, and continued to act according to the original plan.

The tea party held by Wang Yun was held on March 20, and the night before the tea party began, Lin Meiyi knocked on the door of the backyard of the county government with a huge wooden box.

The porter saw that it was Lin Meiyi and hurriedly welcomed her in. Knowing that she was here to find her own young lady, he personally led her to the backyard before leaving.

The little maid Dongmei was watering the flowers and plants, and when she saw Lin Meiyi, she shouted into the house in surprise:

"Miss, Miss Lin is here!"

"What?" Yang Qingqing immediately dropped the object she was playing with, lifted her skirt and ran out.

Lin Meiyi smiled and asked, "How are you doing lately?" ”

"Okay!" Yang Qingqing was overjoyed, rushed forward, and circled around the box in Lin Meiyi's hand, "What are you holding?" ”

Dongxue stepped forward and helped carry the wooden box into the house.

The box was not heavy, Dongxue could handle it completely, put it lightly on the table, and turned around to make tea for Lin Meiyi.

Yang Qingqing guessed that Lin Meiyi was having fun again, and tomorrow was the time when the tea party would begin, so she rolled her eyes and guessed:

"Clothes in the box?"

Lin Meiyi thanked him for taking the tea handed by Dong Xue, took a sip, and nodded with a smile, "Didn't you promise to do me a favor last time?" ”

He lifted his chin to the box, "Well, this is it." ”

Yang Qingqing's hand had already reached into the copper lock of the box, and when he heard this, he hurriedly retracted his hand, "Don't cheat me!" ”

Lin Meiyi shook her head funny, put down the teacup, got up and opened the lock of the box herself, and said comfortingly: "You open it yourself, don't worry, I will never pit you." ”

"Besides, am I that kind of person?" Lin Meiyi winked playfully, Yang Qingqing not only did not feel at ease, but raised her heart.

"Then who knows~" Yang Qingqing snorted, but he had more expectations in his heart, and slowly opened the box, a white color appeared, and as the box opened, it expanded rapidly, Yang Qingqing was not psychologically prepared to deal with this situation at all, and was startled.

However, looking at Lin Meiyi's encouraging eyes on the side, she still swallowed her saliva and opened the box completely.

With a bang, all the compacted white-pink lace exploded, soft and fluffy like a white cloud in the sky.

Dongxue exclaimed, and together with Yang Qingqing, the master and servant came up curiously, first looking, and then touching, their eyes full of surprise.

"Is this yarn? How could there be such a thin veil? It's still so fluffy. Yang Qingqing looked at Lin Meiyi curiously and told her not to sell it.

Lin Meiyi stepped forward and took out the contents in the same way, explaining while taking them, "This is satin high heels, this is a lace parasol, this is a lace top hat......"

took out the largest item in the box, the portion was full, lifted it and shook it open, a white-pink cake skirt was scattered, and the fluffy lace skirt directly covered Lin Meiyi, and only one head could be seen.

"This is a cake dress, white satin base, light gauze as the main body, pink and white lace trimming, a total of ten meters of my lace, all the inventory is on this skirt, for this lace, I spent a full ten months."

As he spoke, he took the skirt to the inner room, spread it on the bed, and spread it all over in an instant, which was absolutely eye-catching.

Yang Qingqing looked stupid, thinking that if this dress was worn on his body, how tired would that person be?

But that's not all, Lin Meiyi took out the last object in the wooden box, an iron rod the thickness of a thumb.

"What is this?" Yang Qingqing blinked and asked blankly.

Lin Meiyi: "Curling irons." ”

"What is a curling iron?" Dongxue asked curiously.

Lin Meiyi immediately asked her to burn a furnace of charcoal, and although Dongxue had doubts, she still did so, because she was too curious about what miracles this iron rod could create.

Soon, Dongxue walked in with a stove of red-hot coal, Lin Meiyi asked her to put it under the dresser, and asked Dongmei to fetch a basin of water.

"Which of you is coming?" Looking at the three girls in front of her, Lin Meiyi held the iron rod and asked with a smile.

Yang Qingqing and Dongxue immediately pushed Dongmei out.

Looking at the little girl's helpless and curious eyes, Lin Meiyi comforted:

"Don't worry, although this is the first time I use this, I will control it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl in front of him, pressed her on the stool, and began to burn her head.

Dongmei: I'm starting to panic!

Lin Meiyi smiled gently, put the iron rod on the stove and baked it red, and then put it in cold water to "swish" to cool down the hot iron rod, leaving a part of the temperature, and then take the hair and roll it on the iron rod, and release it when the hair smokes, and so on, and make the whole head.

An hour later, a black and shiny princess roll appeared on Dongmei's head, Lin Meiyi simply made her a princess-like look, and put on some light makeup, and a fashionable and pretty little girl was baked.