Chapter 43: Losing in the dust
As soon as she was surprised, her slender eyebrows, which were bent like willow leaves, rose high.
She thought to herself, "How could Xia Kui be so fast?" Obviously, the speed at which I use my feet is at least twice that of ordinary maids, and Xia Kui also has one more step to sprinkle water, so it stands to reason that slower is ......"
Not only was the flower fat mist puzzled, but everyone also looked at Xia Kui.
"How is that possible?"
"I obviously see that she is so slow."
"Don't say that, after all, the housekeeper has verified it!"
The maids chattered and argued.
Xia Kui on the left wall snorted lightly, walked over slowly, and said with a smile on his face: "You don't understand this, right-before cleaning the house, you should first clean the steps." In this case, in order to prevent dust from entering the room, it is necessary to close the door tightly and wait until the steps are swept before opening the door. Another point, I think you should know, must be cleaned with the wind, both labor-saving and clean. ”
One of the maids asked, "Then why do you sprinkle water in the house without a wet cloth?" ”
Xia Kui raised his eyebrows proudly: "The calligraphy, paintings, antiques, and utensils in the house are taboo to float dust." If you sweep the floor without sprinkling water, it will be dusty, and even the rafters will be covered with dust! Isn't it futile to have to take the trouble to wipe the utensils again? Therefore, sprinkle first and then sweep, and it is better to sweep frequently than to sprinkle frequently. ”
The maids broke the casserole and asked, "Shouldn't it be very slow like you?" ”
The flower butter fog frowned, as if he had figured out what the reason was, and his heart was like a mirror: No, it will only be faster, never slow!
"Haha, slow?"
Xia Kui laughed at her for being stupid, "Even if I'm very good at sprinkling, I can't sprinkle it everywhere, after all, it's still mostly dry." When wiping the floor, dry and wet are mixed, and each place, just wipe once, and it will be very clean, which saves the time of washing the cloth and does not need to wipe repeatedly. ”
"Good!"
Qian Wen clapped his hands, nodded and praised, "The maid in charge is indeed extraordinary. After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the flower fat mist, "You think better than the old servant, just a little bit, and you won." ”
The floral mist is expressionless.
She knew that in the sprinkler competition, she lost to Xia Kui by a fraction of a star. An advantage that relies solely on speed and strength is not an advantage at all.
She didn't know the trick of sprinkling and sweeping at all, and she lost in the dust.
If anything, the only thing is that the position of the vase was recorded, and the speed was increased without breaking any of them.
But she forgot that the most fundamental purpose of sprinkling and sweeping is to be fast and clean.
Xia Kui walked out of the house triumphantly, and when she passed by the side of the flower fat mist, she glared at her with horizontal eyebrows, this wild girl who didn't know what to do would sooner or later be defeated and unable to raise her head!
However, she was only close to losing.
Xia Kui has been sprinkling and sweeping for more than ten years, and it is natural to have rich experience, but today, if the resin mist acts earlier, it is likely that she will lose.
Xia Kui's heart was overjoyed, and sorrow welled up in his heart.
It seems that she still needs to be wary of the flower butter mist, so as not to lose in her own strengths.
On the other side, Qi Yan squinted his eyes, with a very leisurely and lazy expression, and threw a crystal orange slice into his mouth, without a trace of sourness, the sweetness burst out in an instant, filling his throat.
The feeling this girl gives him is like eating oranges.
Although you lose, there are always unexpected surprises.
"Butler, tell me, what kind of person Baa is, I have seen countless women, but I have never seen such a quirky and calm person as her. It's like ...... It's like a beautiful skin bag, but stuffed with another soul that doesn't match it......"