Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 59

The sky was not too bright, and the sun was half-hidden in the white clouds. The dusk light fell on the ground through the rustling leaves, and the shadows of the leaves on the ground shook with the wind.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently. Even in Jiangnan, without the blessing of various greenhouse gases, it still feels very cold.

The old man tightened his clothes and put his hands into his sleeves - he didn't know how cold it would be if he went further north. He suddenly thought of the little beggar who was going north to find his father.

Parents were crowded outside the gate of Xinxue North School, and students were coming out one after another. It was bustling.

"Bring extra autumn clothes when you come to school tomorrow, in case it gets cold and windy, it won't be good."

A parent wearing a mink coat said this to his child. The student was wearing some thin Western clothes and was a little impatient after hearing his father's instructions:

"Okay, okay, whatever you need to bring, it will only get cold at night, and autumn clothes don't look good and make you look fat."

"If you don't want to wear it, don't wear it. You'll freeze to death."

These words made Lao Bao a little stunned - the servants of the Qin Mansion were still trying to find ways to get an extra short shirt for their children and prepare more thatch at home to keep out the cold, but the people here...

Lao Bao's body stooped involuntarily.

"Bad calf spicy hotpot, eight cents a portion! Clean and hygienic!"

"Stinky sister, stinky tofu, spicy, garlic!"

"Li's wontons, the hot soup will warm your stomach and keep you warm! The second bowl is [-]% off!"

Some vendors, wearing cotton clothes to keep out the cold, pushed clean and hygienic carts to sell goods.

These all pay high stall fees and have long-term cooperation with schools. There are dedicated personnel to inspect the stalls in terms of hygiene to prevent students from getting hungry. Ordinary vendors are not allowed to come.

The vendors were shouting as hard as they could - if they could earn a few more coppers by shouting a few more times, there was no harm in shouting until they broke their throats.

Winter has not yet arrived, but it has already shown its harshness. Many people have already had a premonition that this year will be a very cold winter. While you can still go out, make more money, prepare more firewood at home, or It is also good to add a short shirt.

"father."

Lao Bao was tapped on the shoulder, and there was a familiar voice in his ears. He turned his head and saw that it was Bao Guowei.

"Guowei?"

When Lao Bao looked at the man with oily hair in front of him, he really didn't dare to recognize him. At this moment, Bao Guowei looked more noble than the eldest young master of the Qin family.

"Why did your hair become like this?"

He looked at Bao Guowei's hair and found that the hairstyle looked like the pattern painted on the bottle of egg soup oil he bought at noon.

"I put oil on my hair with egg drop soup!"

With a "hiss" sound, Bao Guowei once again explained this question. Many people had asked this question one after another. It was a bit annoying to answer it too many times, so that he spoke a little louder.

Lao Bao nodded subconsciously, bending his waist even more - Bao Guowei's appearance is really a bit deceiving, he looks a bit like a foreigner.

This is a terrifying image for any ordinary person.

He wanted to touch Bao Guowei's hair, but he was afraid that his hands would mess up the smooth hairstyle, so he stopped his hands in mid-air.

Lao Bao took off his black shirt and put it on Bao Guowei: "Put this clothes on, it's too cold."

After the black shirt was taken off, a cotton-padded jacket was revealed, and the fabric of another wrinkled old cotton-padded jacket was exposed from inside the placket.He looked around and prepared to get Bao Guowei something to eat and some hot soup:
“Would you like spicy hotpot or wontons?”

"If you don't want to eat, just take me to get a pair of glasses."

"What, you can't see clearly? Have you been reading too much lately?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with my eyes. It just looks much better and more elegant with a pair of glasses."

Lao Bao heard that many gentlemen need glasses. In fact, most of them are not short-sighted, just to look elegant and fashionable. People who wear glasses, especially young people, are often assumed to have read too many books. Moreover, the family has some extra money, so they allocate unnecessary things.

This also causes some children to think that wearing glasses is too powerful, and they look at the sun with their own eyes, hoping to make themselves short-sighted, and then pester their family members to get them a pair of glasses.

"Going now?"

"Let's go now. There is an optical shop not far from the school. I heard that there will be discounts for students."

It happened to be not far away, and it didn't take much time to wear plain glasses. Bao Guowei thought it would be better to do it today.

……

Walking on the road to get glasses, Lao Bao felt a little happy.

The further away from the school, the fewer people were wearing noble clothes. Most people were wearing ordinary autumn clothes, cotton clothes, or long gowns. Lao Bao's walking posture became more upright. He looked around:

When the people next to him looked at him or Bao Guowei, their hearts seemed to be filled with something. Once they walked to a place with fewer people and no one was looking, they felt empty.

……

The optical shop is not big, and is surrounded by large posters of various head shapes. There is also an incandescent lamp on the ceiling, which is shaped like a palace lantern and shines brightly on the marble floor.

There was also an eye test chart standing upright inside, and a glass counter horizontally placed at the end.

Although the price of glass was not cheap at this time, the method of mechanized mass production of glass had already appeared, so the price was not sky-high.

As soon as the storekeeper sitting at the counter saw the two people coming in, he knew that this was an important customer.

This appearance, dress, and temperament are so fashionable and noble that they can't be faked, and there is an old butler beside him.

Putting down the objects he was playing with, the shopkeeper stood up and quickly poured a cup of tea. He pushed the tea tray to the front of the counter with both hands, his face full of a flattering smile:
"Do you want myopia glasses or plain glasses?"

"I can choose the flat mirror myself."

Bao Guowei didn't even look at the cup of tea, nor did he look at the shopkeeper's face, he just made his request.

This somewhat indifferent attitude made the shopkeeper pay more attention to it. As soon as he heard what Bao Guowei said, he understood - those who wear flat light glasses are often fashionable and don't care much about the price. The more expensive things are, the more I like them.

"Your face shape is more suitable for square-frame mirrors. They are available at the counter. Please pick them out for yourself."

The shopkeeper removed everything from the counter so that this distinguished customer could take a look.

Through the glass counter of the store, Bao Guowei could see a dazzling array of glasses placed underneath, all placed in open and exquisite wooden boxes.

Most of these glasses have round frames. The technology of this era was backward. Although there are square-frame glasses, they are rare. I heard that it is much more difficult to produce than round-frame glasses. The difficulty is probably due to the lenses.

The waiter is right. Bao Guowei has a rounder face. If he wears round glasses, his face will only look bigger. Therefore, it is best to choose square glasses, but also bigger ones.

(End of this chapter)