Chapter 20: Live Streaming in Ancient Times (2)

"What? What pox? ”

"I really felt like a fire before, and I went to see Lang Zhong everywhere, but people couldn't tell why."

Xu Shu turned to the person and said, "This is because you have sensitive skin, but you still use oil to mix powder." ”

The person named nodded flatteredly.

Although I don't know what it means to have sensitive skin...

Xu Shu continued to be busy with the things at hand.

"Look, everybody."

She held up the box of powder, wiped it on her arm, and turned her hand away from everyone to show it around.

"The texture of Luomei's flour is similar to that of mashed potatoes, although this texture does not fly powder, it is far from being light and thin, and even a little heavy."

"With such a thick texture, and sesame oil, isn't it like putting an invisible mask on your face."

"Sleep with a mask, cutie, and you're not afraid of suffocating your skin."

Xu Shu usually likes to call his fans cute in live broadcasts, and he scolds them from time to time, but he didn't pay attention to the words on a whim just now.

But even many men listened to it with relish, and she suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

She was the only one in the live broadcast room in ancient times, and it was an offline live broadcast.

Tsk, enjoyable.

"Let's take a look at the powder from the other workshops."

"First of all, this is an unboxing evaluation live broadcast... Ahh ”

"The first one, the Luomeifang powder I just mentioned, in my personal experience, after cleansing your face with warm water every night, just spread it carefully, don't add anything like sesame oil."

"Remember, your skin breathes, so don't get stuffy with oil."

Xu Shu felt that his tone was quite normal, but he didn't expect to scare a bunch of people.

Maybe they can't get used to the way their beauty grandmother speaks.

"Then, this..."Xu Shu picked up the crescent-shaped powder box and looked at it with interest.

"It's quite textured in your hand, does anyone know which workshop this is?"

Silent.

Xu Shu raised his eyebrows, it seems that it came from a small workshop, but the stall owner has a lot of this powder in the pile of things.

The stall owner also looked back at her in embarrassment.

He's a man, and he really doesn't know anything about these fat powders, so he buys them casually.

A voice in the crowd said, "Ah, I remember, it seems to be called... Yangyue Fang. ”

Xu Shu nodded, "Then let's take a look." ”

She flipped the box, "Well, this wooden box is good, with tortoiseshell inlaid on the outside, and some work has been done." ”

As he spoke, he held it up and showed it to everyone.

"Then I'll try to show you in my face today."

Xu Shu said and pulled the Mingwa glass cup to him, and his face instantly lit up a lot.

If you don't have a beauty lamp, just make do.

When everyone heard that she was going to try it on their faces, they couldn't help but get closer.

There were more and more people watching her, and many people were crowded around the periphery, tiptoeing in.

Xu Shu opened the wooden lid and sniffed it closely, the aroma was good.

"It's the scent of wood."

Xu Shu slapped her fingertips carefully against the bronze mirror, and the process took a long time, so she continued while sharing her feelings.

In fact, I was sighing in my heart.

Alas, I really want a beauty egg.

The hands were smeared.