Chapter 1303: Willing to be an ugly girl 30
There is an ice basin in the house. Every wealthy family near Kyoto has its own ice cellar. Ice shops also sell ice, but the price is more expensive.
The ice in the ice basin melted slowly, bringing a slight chill to the room.
Xining sat on a special high chair and looked through the ledgers placed on a similarly special high table. Another month has passed, time flies so fast. Unconsciously, more than four months have passed since I arrived here in early March, and it’s the dog days of summer.
Judging from the books, Akui is doing very well, and the various expenses of the shop and village are clearly written down. If this continues, the income will be very good. In addition to the autumn rice harvest, no surprise, at the end of the year, in addition to the year-end bonus promised to A Kui, at least one thousand yuan will be credited to his account.
Thinking about his previous income, which was only three to four hundred guan per year, and even more than 100 guan in one year, you can understand what's going on.
The former butler was exiled to what is now Hokkaido. Summer is quite comfortable now, but when winter comes, many people cannot survive the first winter. That’s what you deserve!
Xining picked up the pen with satisfaction and signed it with cinnabar to express his approval: "Take it back to Akui."
"Yes!" A Ling, who was waiting next to her, quickly took it.
Xining looked at it and frowned slightly: "Aling, don't you want to dress more lightly?"
On such a hot day, if you still wear two layers of clothes, you won't be afraid of getting prickly heat.
A Ling responded: "Miss, I'm not hot."
Well, people are born with a cold constitution and are not afraid of heat. Xining stood up and stretched. As soon as summer came, she put on loose Tang clothes and pulled her long hair into a bun.
Xia Shu was very interested in Han Chinese hair buns and followed her to learn several styles. Now Natsuki and Natsuki are wearing Chinese clothes and buns after her. Only A Ling was still wearing a kimono, dragging her long hair. Rice soup was poured on her hair every five days, making her hair stick together like a shell.
Ah Ling didn't dare to go out because her clothes were too messy, and she had to cause trouble when she left the house. Let Xia Shu take it and return it to Aoi.
He saw A Ling sitting there on her knees, with sweat on her forehead and nose, and her face became increasingly ugly.
Xining asked worriedly: "Aling, are you okay? Why don't you wash your face with cold water, wipe yourself, and add more ice cubes to the basin."
"No, I'm fine, slave." As soon as Aling finished speaking weakly, her body tilted and she fainted.
"It's not good~" Natsuki jumped up: "Sister A Ling fainted from the heat!"
When the maids heard this, they immediately fetched water and cotton towels. He took off A Ling's heavy clothes with all his hands. As soon as the clothes were taken off, Caiyue covered her nose: "This smell... I told her that taking a bath is so comfortable, but I have to wait until the master calculates the time." Wash, where can I find a master who knows yin and yang?”
Superstitious habits really kill people. Xi Ning made a quick decision and asked the maid to wipe A Ling's body immediately, wash her hair, and then put on Tang clothes.
The water for washing my hair, my God, was as turbid as mushy water, exuding the unique smell of spices and human sweat.
The maid, who had become accustomed to bathing every day since the beginning of summer, turned her face sideways, full of disgust, when she carried the basin out to pour out the water for washing her hair.
Xi Ning couldn't stand the smell. It was time for sword practice, so he went out with only two ordinary maids, leaving Natsuki to lead the others to take care of A Ling.
A Ling is just a personal maid, wearing second-layer clothes. The women in the palace and nobles were wearing at least five layers of clothes. The only way to avoid fainting is to put more ice basins in the room, wear more clothes and put more ice basins, and prove that you are rich.
He is really stupid and has too much money to burn.
After Xining finished the fight, he put away the wooden sword: "Thank you for your advice."
The sparring servant with a sword knelt down and saluted: "Young man, I don't dare." This was considered the end of the game.
When he was tired, he took a short rest and then changed to another one. From the original, Xining could only fight three people, but now, he can fight all of them. I feel that my physical strength has improved a lot, and the flesh on my arms has become much stronger.
Zaemon only taught a little bit about it, but she actually understood that the body master was not the material for practicing swordsmanship. This was just to make her body stronger. So she didn't use the tricks she used as a special forces soldier, but simply chopped to practice her endurance and arm strength.
After she finished practicing, she sat on the mat next to her to wipe her sweat and drink tea. The servants began to practice, freely matching their opponents.
After watching this period of time, watching these servants competing with each other with wooden swords, she also saw something.
The level of these servants can only be regarded as average, not the legendary masters. But it's more than enough to deal with a few local gangsters or bandits with axes and kitchen knives. After all, katana swords are for fighting.
After training, she would often go to eat barbecue under the tree with these servants. After a warrior has eaten enough and drank some wine, he will take advantage of the alcohol to talk nonsense and tell various rumors and stories.
It is said that he is a true master. When a strong wind blows, he will follow the wind and quickly run towards the enemy face to face. There is no fear on his face and he does not hesitate in his movements.
When the people passed each other, the opponent immediately stopped moving... wounds appeared on the vital parts of his body and began to bleed. Then he fell down and died.
No one saw how the master drew the sword, and no one saw how the sword returned to the scabbard.
What the opponent said the most beforehand was... "What a fast sword!" The servant, whose face was red and a little drunk, imitated the loser and fell down on the mat.
"Hahaha..." Others laughed heartily.
Xining smiled and took a piece of barbecue from a bamboo stick, chewing it in his mouth. Maybe one day she will read a martial arts novel from this country and become its originator, that would be quite interesting.
Natsuki came over and said that he was going back after delivering the account books and accompanying Natsuki to take care of A Ling. Now A Ling is awake.
After washing and wiping, and after her body temperature dropped, A Ling finally woke up leisurely. When I found that I was wearing a Tang Yi, all the makeup on my face had been wiped off by wiping, and my long hair that had finally been starched to a crust had been rinsed soft, I suddenly cried sadly.
Crying... The corners of Xining's mouth twitched slightly. She was not happy to live more comfortably, but she had to let her die of heat stroke. Then put more lead powder on her face, so that she will feel extremely beautiful. If you have a spirit, even if you become a ghost, you are still a beautiful ghost.
Xining, who took two sips of sake, felt a little unhappy: "Go back and tell A Ling that from now on, she will dress like this. She must bathe or wipe herself every day in summer, every three days in spring and autumn, and every ten days in winter. If you can't do it, If you arrive, then transfer to A Kui. It would be great if you can learn some skills from A Kui.”
The old maids at Aoi's place all wear kimonos and have heavy makeup on their faces. That's the group A Ling is suitable for.
Thinking about the smell of semen, it is simply ecstasy. And this smell is the same in the palace and in the homes of nobles. I really don't know how those short-lived nobles are in the mood to look for flowers after smelling this smell.
However, it is difficult to say that in some places in medieval Europe, if people did not take a bath for ten thousand years, they would still be in the same mood.
When she returned, A Ling greeted her with a depressed look on her face, but she was wearing a Tang Dynasty suit, and Xia Yue even helped her style her hair into a girl's bun, which was quite nice.
Now all the maids around him finally accepted the new life and welcomed the beautiful tomorrow cleanly.
And a letter from home caused trouble again.
(End of chapter)