Chapter 1147: Wipe is young

"May I?"
"Yes, of course."
How could Bai Mei arrange the master's not? Whatever the master says, then he won't go out if he can't say it, and if he doesn't see people, then he won't see people.
This is not a big deal, anyway, their wife, sometimes they don't go out once in ten and a half months, or even half a year at the longest.
"Madam, someone over there came over to get Yurong ointment."
Bai Meitu thought of something and quickly said to Shen Qingci, look at her, how could she have forgotten such an important thing.
Yipinxiang is not a trivial matter, especially Yurong ointment.
"You just have to deal with it."
Shen Qingci swung lightly, so that I can live a good life for some time.
"Oh, good."
Bai Mei didn't urge Shen Qing to quit and go to work. It doesn't matter if she does not go to work anyway.
The inventory in the incense room is enough for a year, even if she lay down for a year, as long as she didn't lie down mad.
After Baimei left, Shen Qingci covered his face again.
Such a pretty face is really a pity.
She put down her hand, and closed her eyes again, and she didn’t know how long it took. When she opened her eyes again, she didn’t know how long it had been. Everyone in the whole house was busy, and she always had herself. Things to do, except her.
Shen Qingci sat up, only to find a little white fox sitting above the table.
"Snow Fox?"
She raised her red lips lightly, and then stretched out her hand to the little fox.
The little fox was accustomed to wanting to jump into her hands, but as a result, he backed away, and his body was blown up again, and then jumped off the table and disappeared.
"Can you not recognize the same face?"
Shen Qingci muttered to himself.
"It's really a little fox with no eyesight," she lifted the veil curtain, and then stood up, then walked to the table, and also picked up the warm pot on the table. I wonder what she thought of?
Suddenly, an unknown light flashed across the corner of her lips.
Bai Mei wiped the sweat off her head, and was very satisfied with the result of her busy afternoon. Finally, it was not a waste of time to work, and the achievements were not small.
Fortunately, Madam left some things ahead of time, otherwise, as Madam doesn’t want to move now, 80% of the two families of Yipinxiang will run out of food.
She patted her chest, this time she was going to give Yipinxiang how much money she would earn.
By the way, there was a flash of inspiration in her mind, and why didn't she think of it?
She knocked on her head, and she really felt that she was clever but was mistaken.
I didn't think of such a simple reason. No wonder the lady always said that she ate the food on her waist, and didn't give it to her mind.
She was still quite unconvinced before, obviously her head was not stupid, she was still quite clever.
But now when I think about it, she knows that what the wife said, there really is a bit of truth.
She is really stupid.
"What's this?" Shen Qingci pointed to the thing in the bowl, what is it so white, is it paste? It wouldn't be too boring to see her, so let her play with the paste.
"Huh?" Bai Mei blinked.
"Madam, you don't know what this is?"
"What do you mean?" Shen Qingci glanced at Baimei, "Are I really blind?"
"Baimei doesn't dare," she didn't dare to pick up his wife's words, is she not wanting to live?
"Madam, why did you forget this?"
Bai Mei hurriedly walked over, almost dancing with joy.
"Madam, I have found a good way that can quickly restore you to the original."
"Well, Shen Qingci raised his eyelids, "What way? "
"This."
Baimei pointed to the white-flowered mass on the table, which looked like paste, not paste, but also a snot-like thing, which could restore her to her previous look. This is not a joke. ,What is this doing?
"Madam, this is it."
How did Baimei feel stupid, but Shen Qingci also became stupid in an instant. No wonder her mother said that she is stupid enough after three years of pregnancy, and is the wife still stupid enough?
"This one?"
Shen Qingci pointed to the things on the table, "Are you sure?"
"It might work."
Bai Mei was right and the finger was right. The genius Doctor Mo was not there now, so she didn't know who to ask, but this should work.
"Madam, you did it, you should know it."
Baimei raised her face and asked Shen Qingci with her flat mouth. In fact, she wanted to know how much Shen Qingci’s face had been ruined. It’s wrong, and it’s not ruined. It’s just that her appearance is not good, and she has been sick recently. , And lost a lot of weight, so I feel that this face is too haggard, and of course it is a lot ugly.
But these can be changed, as long as there is such a thing.
Shen Qingci picked up the things on the table. Even if I made them, it might not heal my face. She narrowed her eyes and then dropped the bowl on the table.
"Madam, you can use it more often," Baimei hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded Shen Qingci that she was not too concerned.
"Many people in Beijing have used our Yurong Ointment, which has become a lot more beautiful. I want to come to my wife, too. Anyway, our mansion is not bad Yurong Ointment. My wife used to like to use it very much. It's been a long time since I used it, no wonder the lady's face is so dry."
Shen Qingci picked up the bowl again, "You just put Yurong ointment in this?"
"The small box is not good."
Baimei never thought about bringing the small box over. They all used the small box, but if Shen Qingci wanted to restore to the old body of ice and bones, then the small box was definitely not enough, one box It's too much trouble to take a box.
So she took a big big bowl directly from the kitchen.
This big ocean bowl can hold a lot, and it is enough for the lady.
Seeing that they are mostly arrogant and rare things like Yurong Ointment, others are hard to find in a box. Every time they dare not use more, they are afraid that they will use too much and will never be able to buy them.
It’s good for Shen Qingci to resign. There is a big bowl of Yurong ointment in the bowl in front of her. Even if she uses half and throws away half, even if she wipes her own feet, this big bowl is still left. .
Shen Qingci picked up the bowl and put it under his nose.
"It smells like orchids, and the taste is so elegant and tight."
"This is made with Madame's perfume."
At this point, Bai Mei covered her mouth and laughed.
"Fortunately, Madam told the servant girl about Xianglu, otherwise Yurong Gao will start to sell out."
And these days, Shen Qingci has always been lingering with illness. She is also dealing with Yu Rong's affairs. Fortunately, his wife has ordered this matter. Otherwise, the consequences would be really unthinkable.
Shen Qingci put the bowl down and pushed it in front of Bai Mei, "You take this back, I don't want to use it."