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Chapter 65 Making Rouge Cream

Bai Xin went back to the house with the backpack in his arms, and put it on the table with a thumping sound. If he looked carefully, he could easily find that the contents inside had deformed the backpack. He first took out the spices and other things piled on top, and Under the back basket, there was a large jar.

Opening the jar, the upper layer reflected the light of the candle, shining like silk and satin, and it was actually full of dark red liquid. Those who didn't know it were shocked when they saw it, thinking it was blood.

Naturally, what is contained here is not blood, but the rouge juice bought by Bai Xin. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and a sour vinegar smell came out of his nostrils. , can outline a piece of rouge juice with a small mouth of cherry, before the incense is dried in the shade, it will be this smell.

This gorgeous rouge juice is produced by killing flowers and extracting red, which must be washed with extremely acid such as chestnut rice pulp, so it is inevitable that it is this smell, but if it is to be made into rouge paste for people to decorate, it must be completely Cover up the smell.The key to Bai Xin's blending of perfumes this time is Jiaxiang. This kind of blending method has quite a long history, needless to say.

Bai Xin opened the newly bought spices, first made a soup with sweet rosin, Lingling, Huoxiang, Lanzexiang, and water, washed away the dust and air, then added black sesame oil for the second time, fried slowly on a low fire, filtered out Dregs, keep the oil for later use.

Bai Xin leaned down and fanned it with his hands, and the rich aroma drifted out along with the white smoke. He nodded in satisfaction, and put the boiled sesame oil aside.

Next, Bai Xin grinds Jiaxiang, Styrax and Baijiaoxiang separately, and boils it with white honey to make Jiajian.This incense is originally the herb of salamander snails, it smells bad when burned alone, but it can emit many fragrances, making other spices more fragrant, and making Jiajian is just to take its soup, the grinding does not need to be too fine, half a After a long time, this Jia Jian will be ready, so styrax is added here, and a sip of it will wake up the spleen and lungs, open up the mind and eliminate the dirty, and refresh the spirit.

Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He thought it was the eldest sister, but when he opened the door, it was his mother standing outside.

Cao's nose moved before she took a step, and then a smile appeared on her face, "It smells so good." But she immediately frowned, "When you open the door, a wave of heat hits you first, it's so hot, How will you sleep later?" After speaking, he opened the door wide open for him.

Bai Xin was preoccupied at first and didn't pay attention, but after his mother reminded him, he realized that his mouth was dry and his head was sweating.

Mrs. Cao looked at Bai Xin with distressed expression, "You still have to set up a stall during the day, don't stay up so late, let us do anything, anyway, it's just grinding and boiling, and now we are very proficient in doing it, Even Wu Niang can keep an eye on Chozi, look at you, you have lost a lot of weight these days."

Mrs. Cao took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him, and found that the more she wiped, the more sweat she got, so she simply stuffed the handkerchief into her bosom again, stomped her feet, "I'll get you water."

"I will do it myself……"

Before Bai Xin could finish speaking, Mrs. Cao rushed out, and after a while, she came back with a wooden basin.

Bai Xin washed his face and drank water under her eyes. Seeing the mess on the table, Mrs. Cao felt a headache, "How long are you going to do this? Let's talk about it tomorrow. The clappers at Haishi have already been knocked."

Bai Xin was a little tired, but not sleepy. Maybe it was because he wanted to make rouge cream, but he was a little excited and couldn't wait to make it. He said: "There is only a little left, I will go to sleep after I finish it."

Mrs. Cao rolled up her sleeves, "What are you going to do, let me help you?"

"Mom, I'll do it myself."

Cao suddenly realized that Sanlang had become more and more estranged from her since she did not know when. She was a little flustered for a moment, and hurriedly said: "When I get old, I don't sleep well. I can't sleep anyway. Just teach me how to do it. Just keep an eye on the pot for you."

Bai Xin was a little annoyed at first because of her mother's attitude towards the second and third bedrooms, but seeing her like this now, there is nothing she can do about it, and she sighed that people's temperament cannot be changed overnight, so he said: "In this case, mother Help me melt the white wax."

As soon as Mrs. Cao heard that she could help, she nodded her head again and again, and hurriedly put the wax into the pot. This task was also simple, and the wax melted in less than a stick of incense. Then Mrs. Cao looked at Bai Xin inquiringly. .

Bai Xin poured the previous sesame oil and Jia Jian into the melted wax, and then poured two cups of rouge juice for coloring, and stirred evenly. Then, the aroma in the pot overflowed, and the thick wax juice was gorgeous and lovely.

While it was still hot, Bai Xin poured the wax water into the clean disk, and it suddenly became cold. The wax water seemed to be covered with a thin film, and it had begun to solidify slowly.

Cao Shi liked the color when she saw it, and it was greasy and delicate. She fantasized that girls would be beautiful when rubbed on their lips. She smiled and pointed to ask: "Is this the rouge cream you mentioned?"

Bai Xin shook his head, "It's still one step away. I have to use a rolling pin to roll it repeatedly to make the wax paste sticky. Otherwise, it will be like wax dripping on the face if it is applied directly. It will be dry, tight and not submissive." He said At this point, I couldn't help but yawned.

Cao Shi nodded in confusion, seeing his sleepy face, hurriedly urged: "Leave the crushing work to us."

Bai Xin still shook his head, "There must be a sense of proportion in this rolling. If it is too heavy, it will be sticky and hard, and if it is not enough, it will be tight and crisp. It must be rolled just right."

Mrs. Cao didn't understand much, but said: "Then go to bed tonight, it's getting late, and I'll do the rest tomorrow, and you come back tomorrow night to teach us, and you don't have to do all the work on one person." ..." Speaking of this, Cao's eyes were full of distress and self-blame, "This big family is supported by you alone."

Hearing this, Bai Xin's heart burned, and he took the opportunity to say: "Mother, we are a family, it's okay if I'm tired, but I don't want my hard work to be cheaper for others. I will repay those who are kind to us, but Do you want our family to help those who look on us coldly and add insult to injury?"

"Mother knows, look at me, I..." Cao Shi knew that he was talking about the second and third bedrooms, and she was not really that great, sacrificing herself and helping others, she just didn't know how to refuse, and couldn't tear her face apart , I was a little excited for a while, and I didn't know how to express it.

"Mother, when I'm not at home in the future, you should listen to my elder sister more."

Cao Shi sighed faintly, then nodded.

After seeing off Mrs. Cao, Bai Xin fell asleep. The room was pitch-black. He looked at the silhouette on the roof and unconsciously became confused, but the corners of Bai Xin's mouth were raised high. Compared with making rouge cream, Cao Shi's softening made him even more happy.

The next day, when Bai Xin came back, he rolled the waxy rouge with a rolling pin. In fact, there was no skill at all, and there was no hard and fast rule on how many times to roll it. Besides, some people have strong hands, while others have weak hands. When the rouge cream is twisted in the hand and subdued, it can be regarded as done.

The whole family loved the finished rouge paste very much, and Bai Xin ordered many round white porcelain bottles, filled the rouge paste inside, and then smoothed it with bamboo strips, making it more bright and gorgeous.

Bai Xin gave mother, elder sister, and elder sister-in-law a bottle each.

Mrs. Cao played with it for a while, but finally put the small porcelain bottle back, and said with a smile: "Mother is already old, why do you still wear rouge, you can keep it and sell it."

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law were embarrassed to take it after hearing this, and wanted to put it back. Bai Xin stopped her and said, "Let's keep it, sister-in-law and sister-in-law. It's not bad to sell it."

Those two people looked at Cao Shi again, and the latter said: "You two are young, keep it."

The elder sister-in-law and elder sister were full of joy and could not put it down, but neither of them had used rouge gouache before, and they had empty rouge paste, but they couldn’t use it. The red face, looked from a distance, seemed to be swollen from being beaten.

When Bai Xin saw it, she couldn't straighten up laughing.

The elder sister-in-law and elder sister were also a little embarrassed, and the latter said coquettishly, "I saw Mrs. Su next door, her face was flushed red, and I didn't see you smiling. Why did you laugh at us instead?"

It turned out that there was a kind of red makeup in fashion in this dynasty, which painted the left and right cheeks bright red. Bai Xin couldn't accept this kind of makeup at all, but he was just a young lady from someone else's family, so he couldn't laugh at it openly. Dressed like this, he really couldn't help laughing out loud, and the color he adjusted was a deep and brilliant garnet red, and the whole patch was smeared on his face, it was really bald.

Seeing that he was still laughing, the eldest sister stomped her feet in disbelief, "How do you use it!"

"Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh!" Bai Xin pursed his lips and said he was not smiling, but his eyes were still crooked. He stretched out his right hand and gestured, "Pick out this point with your fingers and apply it on your lips." , or rub it in the palm of your hand and pat your cheeks, it doesn’t need to be too thick, a light pink in the white is the best.”

The elder sister-in-law and elder sister blushed when they were told, and pulled the corners of their clothes awkwardly, but they were far less bright than the blush on their faces.

After Bai Xin made the rouge cream, he was not in a hurry to sell it. Looking at his meager booth, he was naturally unwilling to just rent a booth for the rest of his life and do small business. Come on, it's a little-known shop, how can it compare to those time-honored big shops?Bai Xin thought maybe he had no money to rent a shop now, but he had to start making a name for himself.

Early this morning, Zhang Dalang came to him again to bring soap dumplings. Since Zhang Dalang tasted the sweetness, he didn't sell much other things, and only bought some spices, hair oil, etc. from Bai Xin every day.

After he put the things into the load, Bai Xin said, "Brother Zhang, I have something to discuss with you."

When Zhang Dalang heard what he said was so serious, he thought that the price would be raised, or the sale would not be sold, so he couldn't help being nervous, his palms were already sweating, and he stuttered and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to make a few signs when I come back. If you sell them on the street, can you hang a sign on the burden?"

When Zhang Dalang heard that it wasn't about money, he relaxed all over and waved his hands indifferently, "What's so difficult about it? Isn't it just to hang a sign! It won't add a few taels of weight!"

The author has something to say: Although this makeup is not from the Song Dynasty...