Chapter 129: Cultivating Bamboo Son
It didn't take more than two hours to check the scope here, and in less than half an hour, Lu Jin and Han Xiaowan had already finished checking it.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Lu Jin took Han Xiaowan to show her figure in a corner of the city where no one was around.
"Wood fairy, we ...... Where is this going?" asked Han Xiaowan puzzled.
Lu Jin smiled: "I haven't visited a city full of ordinary people, let's just take a walk." ”
Han Xiaowan frowned and said worriedly, "It's okay." ”
After a few turns, I turned around and walked out of the uninhabited alley and came to a rather bustling main road.
The two of them slowly shuttled through the crowd, and Lu Jin listened carefully to what these people were talking about.
Lu Jin could feel that there were many ordinary people watching him, intentionally or unintentionally.
However, most of these eyes are not malicious, Lu Jin is extraordinary, extraordinary, and good-looking, such a woman walking on the street, looks like a lady but no servants are around, which is more eye-catching.
Lu Jin doesn't care, she is actually the same as Gu Yuchen, she prefers to be ordinary, and she doesn't stand out so much in the crowd, but now that she is just an ordinary person, she is not afraid of anything.
Lu Jin is not afraid, but it doesn't mean that others don't think so.
Not only is the culture and customs of this continent the same as Lu Jin's world, but even the superiority of men and inferiority of women is the same.
In the world of cultivating immortals, everything is only based on strength and status, although the number of powerful female cultivators is small, as long as they are cultivated, they can gain respect.
Regardless of whether this respect is sincere or not, compared to ordinary people, a monk in the immortal cultivation world will not despise a monk of the same level because of his gender.
Han Xiaowan followed Lu Jin's side, in fact, it was not too far behind, at least in terms of dress and appearance, no one would treat her as a slave like a maid.
Even if there are no immortal cultivators, there are still three, six, nine and other ordinary people, among which slaves are subordinates.
Lu Jin sighed at all this, but did not change his mind.
If she could stay here for a long time, she could try to change that.
However, Lu Jin also knows that change is far more cruel than unchanged.
Those who have been enslaved for a long time do not feel that there is anything wrong with it, and the oppressors are not willing to give up their power.
If you want to change all this, you can only use power to forcibly change, and when most of the people on this continent taste the benefits, someone can resist them.
Lu Jinxun took Han Xiaowan all the way forward with an interested voice and came to a teahouse.
After thinking about it, he didn't have the currency here, so he continued to move forward and came to a shop that sold rouge gouache.
This shop is exquisitely decorated, full of the elegance of the daughter's home, and there is a fragrance mixed with various fat powders.
"Let's go, let's go in and get some money. Lu Jin looked at Han Xiaowan and smiled.
She took out a porcelain bottle from the storage ring, opened it, and dripped a drop of the liquid from it on her hand, and then entered the fat powder shop.
The shop has two floors, and there are many women in the hall on the first floor.
Some of these women were dressed in cloth and some were dressed in silk and satin light yarn, and I don't know whether they were intentional or unintentional, and they were divided into two waves.
When Lu Jin and Han Xiaowan came in, the guy's eyes lit up, he hurriedly walked over and asked the two with a smile: "The two girls don't know what they want to buy." ”
Lu Jin smiled slightly, very gentle and kind: "Don't bother, I want to take a look at it myself, and call you if necessary." ”
"Okay. The guy simply replied and went to the side with a smile.
Lu Jin picked up the pink delicacy on the shelf next to him, opened it, looked at it, and sniffed it again.
This is a box of white powder.
There are two types of powder, white powder, which can make the face fairer and more delicate, and black powder can make the eyebrows thicker.
Lu Jin just glanced at it, closed the lid, and put it down again.
After reading several boxes in a row, Lu Jin roughly knew the number in his heart.
There are indeed many types here, from various colors of lip grease to rouge applied to the face, and even danko with yellow flowers and nails.
Of course, there are also a lot of spices and other things.
"Why, can't girls look down on these things?"
A lazy man's voice suddenly came from behind him, and Lu Jin knew that this person had been standing behind him for a while.
Lu Jin turned around, only to see that the man was wearing a pale green robe, which was not easy to wear, leaking a piece of skin on his chest, his phoenix eyes were dark, his face was like a good woman, and his posture was casual, but he was a beauty who would be jealous when a woman saw her.
This beauty gave Lu Jin a sense of familiarity.
After thinking about it, isn't this the male version of Yue Qianling, the temperament of the two is similar to that of a pair of phoenix eyes.
However, after seeing Gu Yuchen's unparalleled appearance, Lu Jin didn't feel much amazed by this man's appearance.
After all, no matter how good-looking this man is, no matter how fair his skin is, he will also have flaws, but after the immortal cultivators do not eat grains and enter the foundation building period to discharge the dirt in their bodies, they all have good skin.
"It's Xiuzhu Gongzi. ”
"It's the first time I've seen Xiuzhu Gongzi. ”
"Well, it's just as good as the rumors. ”
A whisper came, this voice was not loud, it was a whisper between her daughters, which was inaudible to ordinary people, but Lu Jin easily heard it.
Lu Jin opened the lid of the box of fandel in his hand, counted some of it, and wiped it on the back of his hand.
This is a box of white fandel.
Lu Jin wiped Fandai's hand and said with a smile: "This son, what do you think of this box of powder." ”
Xiuzhu Gongzi looked at the white jade hand raised by the woman in front of him, and the white pink delicacy on it appeared on the back of this hand with extremely delicate skin.
"The girl is naturally beautiful and has excellent skin, but this pink delicacy is rough on the girl's hands. Xiuzhu smiled slightly, causing a small exclamation around him.
Lu Jin was not affected, pretending to take something from his sleeve, but in fact, he took out a box of fandel left by Yue Qianling from the storage ring.
This Fan Dai Lu Jin only used it once, and he used a little bit in order to think about it with Yue Qian Lingchang when he was in the Yuansheng Sect.
What came from the hands of the monks was not comparable to these ordinary rouges in terms of the fineness of the powder and the materials used.
This is a jade locket, Lu Jin opened it, and a burst of fragrance emanated.
This fragrance echoed with the drop of the fragrance that Lu Jin had deliberately dripped when he came in, and in an instant, this fragrance filled the entire hall on the first floor, covering the sweet and greasy taste of the fat powder.
Xiuzhu was surprised when he saw the powder in the jade box he opened, and the powder in this box was delicate to the extreme.
Lu Jin didn't give up, he tapped it again, raised his finger, and the pink white powder floated in the air like smoke, and there was not a trace of grain in sight.
The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.
The woman looking at this side may not be able to see what is good about this box of fandel except for the fragrance, but Xiuzhu is far from Lu Jinjin and is good at this, so she knows the mystery of this.
The reason why there are three, six, nine and so on, the powder quality of the powder is the key.
A box of high-quality powder, in addition to good raw materials, is this powder that has been tempered by tens of millions.
A box of fine powder has to go through many times of sieving and fine grinding before it can be successful.
This is like a blacksmith striking iron, tempered thousands of times, and all iron becomes steel.
However, the fineness of the powder in this box of fandel is unprecedented for Xiuzhu Gongzi.
Looking at Lu Jin's clear eyes, Xiuzhu Gongzi invited: "Two girls, can you go upstairs and continue." ”
In fact, Lu Jin just wanted to exchange some money to go to the teahouse next door to order a pot of tea and then listen to the news in the teahouse, but Lu Jin looked at Xiuzhu and suddenly changed his mind.
Lu Jin smiled generously and brushed his body: "Then it will be annoying to the son." ”